EN: This chapter was worse then usual for the translating. Tara's little AN (See is that out of character?) was originally(c is da toot of crakter) yeah, it took a couple of minutes to figure out.

And Light? No. *Stern face*

AN: PREPS STOP FLAMING THE STORY, OKAY?! If you don't like the story then go fuck yourself, you fucking prep! YOU SUCK! Oh, and I wasn't being racist, okay? (EN: Yes, you were.)

A few minutes later Vampire came to the tree. He was wearing a black leather Jackson, black leather pants and a Good Charlotte t-shirt.

"Hi Vampire," I said, flirting, as I started to sob. (EN: Is it wrong that I'm impressed with Ebony here? She's not just bipolar, she can show two personalities at once.) Draco hugged me sexily, trying to comfort me. I started to cry tears of blood and then told them what happened. (EN: I don't understand how everyone in this story hasn't died of blood loss yet. Between slit wrists and vampires noming on Hufflepuffs and the non-stop crying tears of blood, they should all have just shrivelled up by now.)

"Oh, fuck it!" Vampire shouted angrily. He started to cry sadly. (EN: Yes, crying is generally an expression of sadness.) "What fucking dick did that!" (EN: Some black guy apparently … and Tara says she's not racist.)

"I don't know," I said. "Now come on, we have to tell Dumbledore."

We ran out of the tree and in to the castle. Dumbledore was sitting in his office.

"Sir, our dads have been shot!" Draco said while we wiped some tears from his white face. "Ebony had a vision in a dream." (EN: If I was in charge of a school and somebody came and said this, I'd laugh them out of my office.)

Dumbledore started to chuckle. "Hahahaha! And how do you expect me to know Ebony's not delusional?"

I glared at Dumbledore.

"Look motherfucker." he said angrily as Dumbledore gasped (See, is that out of character?).(EN: Yes. I refuse to believe Draco would ever walk into Dumbledore's office going "Look, motherfucker". Even though it's a hysterical image.) "You know very well that I'm not delusional.(EN: Apparently Draco and Ebony are one in the same now. I suppose they both have as much personality as a cardboard box.) Now get some fucking people out there to look for Sirius and Lucius- pronto!" (EN: This originally had "pornto". Word cannot describe how tempted I was to leave it like that. Also, when does Draco call his father by his first name?)

"Okay," he said in a intimated voice. "Were are they?" (EN: because Dumbledore would ever be intimidated by Draco. Astronomy Tower, anyone?)

I thought about it. Then, all of a sudden … "London," I said. I told him which went and called some people and did some stuff. (EN: Because Tara cheats at narration as much as Stephenie Meyer, she's just more upfront about it.) After a few minutes he came back and said people were going out looking for them. After a while someone called him again. He said that they had been found. Draco, Vampire and I all left for our rooms together. I went with Draco to wait in the nurses office while Vampire went to slit his wrists in his room. (EN: I thought they were all going to their rooms? Unless their rooms are in the nurses office where they can all get immediate healing for when they slit their wrists.) We looked at each other's Gothic, depressed eyes. Then, we kissed. (EN: Not a sex scene. Please, not a sex scene.) Suddenly Sirius and Lucius came in on stretchers and Professor Sinistra was behind them! (EN: Thank God!)