AN: Please stop flaming this story. (EN- Since you asked so nicely...) If you do then you're a fucking prep and you're jealous, ok!? (EN- Like most words, I don't think Tara understands what the word 'jealous' means.) From now on I'm going to delete your mean reviews! (EN- I hope you have a lot of time on your hands, darling. Oh wait, you wrote this. Clearly you do.) By the way, Ebony's a pure blood, so there! (EN- I expected as much.) Fangs to Raven for the help!

All day we sat angrily thinking about Dumbledore. We were so fucking pissed off. Well, I had one thing to look forward too- the My Chemical Romance concert. It had been postponed, so we could all go. (EN- Oh, God, we have to go through that shit again?!)

I went to the common room to cut classes. Draco was being really secretive.

I asked what he was hiding and he got mad at me and started crying. He was so full of angst. (Aren't sensitive bi guys so hot?). (EN- Tara, you're about 10. I doubt you know any boys, let alone bi ones.)

"No one fucking understands me!" he shouted angrily (EN- Yay, teenage tantrums! But Draco, you're meant to say that to your parents. If parents weren't banned in this story.) as his black hair went in his big, blue eyes. (EN- Hare? Did he crash the Mad Hatter's tea party and steal the March Hare, then proceed to make him sit on his head?) Kind of like how Billy Joe Armstrong's hair falls in Boulevard of Broken Dreams. He was wearing black baggy paints, a black MCR t-shirt and a black die. (Get it? Instead of tie, because I'm Gothic) (EN- *In Mr Garrison's voice: "No, honey, I get it because you're a total retard) I was wearing a black leather, low cut top with chains all over it, (EN-ALL of the bondage!) a black leather mini, black high healed boots and a cross belly ring. (EN- It's not a RING if it's a CROSS.) My hair was up in a really high, messy bun like Amy Lee's hair in Going Under. (Email me if you want to see the picture.) (EN- Nobody wants to see the picture.)

"Excuse me? What about me?!" I growled.

"But-but-but-" he grunted. (EN- Ahem, STUTTERED.)

"You fucking bastard!" I moaned. (EN- Eh, what? =S)

"No! Wait! It's not what it fucking looks like!" he shouted. (EN- What's not what it looks like?)

But it was too late. I knew what I heard. I ran to the bathroom angrily.(EN- God, these kids are ridiculous. Taking 1st World Problems to a whole new level.) Draco banged on the door. (EN- In the girls' bathroom?) I wept as my bloody eyeliner streamed down my cheeks and made cool tears down my face. It looked like Benji's make-up in the video for Girls and Boys (EN- Personally, I don't remember Benji Madden having excrement on his face in that video. Face, feces, same thing when you're Tara!) (Raven, that is so our video!). I took out a cigarette and started to smoke pot. (EN- Okay, EXPLAIN THIS. Honey, there is not weed in cigarettes. I'm a smoker. Trust me, if there was pot in cigarettes I'd know by now. Dumb bitch.)

Suddenly Hagrid came. He had apparated. (EN- Because you can do that in Hogwarts. Dumbledore was only bullshitting when he stated multiple times that it was impossible.)

"You gave me a fucking shock!" I shouted angrily, dropping my pot. "What the fuck do you think you're doing in the girl's room?"

Only it wasn't just Hagrid. Someone else was with him too! For a second I wanted it to be Tom Riddle or maybe Draco, but it was Dumbledore. (EN- Who the fuck is Tom Rid? o.O)

"Hey, I need to ask you a question." he said, pulling out his black wannabe-gothic purse. "What are you wearing to the concert?" (EN- ...*KABOOM*. My head just exploded.

"You know who My Chemical Romance are?!" I gasped. (EN- Bitch, please. Dumbledore's so hip, he used Instagram before Instagram was cool.)

"No, I just saw there was a concert that a lot of goths and punks we're going to." He said. (EN- Okay, no punk is ever, EVER going to be caught dead at a My Chem concert. EVER.)

"Anyway, Draco has a surprise for you."

Editor's Note- A cliffhanger? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. How will I live on without knowing right this moment what Draco's surprise is?!

Personally, I hoping it's a time bomb with 4 seconds left, but more likely it's something with a deep sentimental value to Ebony. Like eyeliner or something.

-Light.