Chapter 35: Ghost of you
AN: Thanks to Suzi for the idea! You rock! **** off, preps! Thanks to Raven for the help, you rock girl! PS. I'm going to end the story really soon so ***** YOU! Oh, yeah, and if you know any gothic names please tell me because I need one for Sirius! Thanks.

OR you could just call him Sirius. Brilliant idea, huh? Call him Bloody Mc. Doom-hound Blooderton! I like this game!

I went into the Common Room thinking of Satan. Suddenly I gasped. Draco was there! He looked as hot as ever wearing black leather pants, a black Linkin Park t-shirt and black eyeliner.
"Draco, what the **** are you doing?" I gasped.
"Huh?" he asked. Then I remembered. It wasn't Draco. It was Lucius.
He still had two arms.

When did he EVER lose his ****ing arms?! This story is such ****ing b**sh*t that this is giving me a *********ing headache and my ****ing ***** is going to explode if I have to deal with any more of this ****ing ****! She saw one person, then another? Did they switch? Maybe she was just worried that we might think that a sudden outbreak of leprosy struck Hogwarts. I know that I worry about leprosy every single day. Every one of them. *note sarcasm*

"Oh, hi, Lucius!" I said. "I'm Ebony, the new student." We shook hands.
"Yeah, Satan told me about you," Lucius said. He pointed to a group of sexy gothic guys. They were sitting in a corner cutting.

Cutting class? Cutting vegetables for a stew? Cutting each other? Cutting bits out of the wall? Having a group self-cut-a-thon? I sure hope that they're cutting class. Although a nice stew would be nice.

It was Sirius, Vampire's dad and … Snape! All of them were wearing black eyeliner and black Good Charlotte band shirts. "Listen, I'm in a goth band with those guys," he said. "We're playing tonight at the Marylin Manson show as back-up."
"Oh, really?" I asked.

Edited out: ORLY. Meme it Tara! Meme it!

"Yeah," he said. "We're called XBlackXTearX. I play the guitar. Spartacus plays the drums," he said as he pointed to Spartacus. "Snape plays the boss."

Indeed he does. *slow clap for how this is a spelling mistake but so accurate* Must be hard to pronounce. "exblackextearex!" Try saying that five times.

"And James plays the guitar too, even though we call him Samaro, after Samara in The Ring."
"Hey bastards," I told them. They gave me the death touch sign. Suddenly, I gasped again. "But you don't have a lead singer!" I said. Lucius looked down sadly.
"We used to, but she died. She committed suicide by slitting her wrists."

Edited out: Contempted suicide. DEATH TOUCH? My old enemy. Along with corset stuff.

"Oh my ****ing g*d! That's so ****ing sad!" I gasped.

Said Ebony/Tara who have both done this more than once. Irony Alert!

"It's okay, but we need a new lead singer," Samaro said.
"Well…" I said. "I'm in a band myself."
"Really?" asked Snape. I couldn't believe it. He used to be gothic!

Amazing. I'm thrilled.

"Yeah, we're called Bloody Gothic Rose 666. Do you want to hear me sing?"

Ah, that part where a Mary Sue has the voice of an angel. I was waiting for this.*plugs ears*

"Yeah," said everyone. So the guys took out their guitars. They began to play a song bi (Get it, because bi guys are so sexy!) Green Day.
"I walk this empty street on the boulevard of broken dreams," I sang sexily (AN: I don't own the lyrics to that song.) Everyone gasped.

Edited Out: Sand singing. Evidently Ebony has a deep, hidden love for beaches.

"Ebony? Will you join the band? Please!" begged Lucius, Samoro, Sirius and Snape.
"Um….okay." I shrugged. "Are we going to play tonight?"
"Yeah," they said.
"Okay," I said, but I knew that I had to get a new outfit. I walked outside wondering how I could go forward in time. Suddenly someone jumped in front of me. It was Marty Mcfly!

NOOOOO! NOT MARTY! NOT MARTY! THAT'S MY CHILDHOOD RIGHT THERE! LEAVE BTTF ALONE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I realize that time travel is a thing with Marty, but isn't that a bit ridiculous? Do you realize how much therapy Julie needs?

He was wearing a black band t-shirt and black baggy jeans.

*Sobs* It's too late…. *sighs and calculates cost of a good therapist*

"What the h*ll are you doing here?!" I asked.

I don't know, what the h*ll is he doing here?

"I will help you go forward in time Ebony," he said seriously. Then he took out a black time machine. I went into it and suddenly I was forward in time!

What the h*ll?