(Hello, guys and gals, and welcome to Chapter 3 of the infamous My Immortal Harry Potter fanfiction! Also, i'm back from my hiatus. WOOHOO!)

AN: STOP FLAMMING DA STORY PREPZ OK! (*neck extends* Nope.) odderwize fangs 2 da goffik ppl 4 da good reveiws! (I'll bet you 150,000 bolts that the reviews were all by her.) FANGS AGEN RAVEN (Agent Raven? Oh god, please no!)! oh yeah, BTW I don't own dis or da lyrics 4 (5) Good Chralotte (Chralotte isn't a name, you goose.).

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(WARNING: POINTLE- Wait, didn't i say that in the last chapter?)

(Also, i am sorry, but i won't comment on these scenes, only if i find something especially bad/funny. Prepare your Brain BleachTM)

On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff (Stuff. Way too specific for us!) on the back and front. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky. I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wrists. (She says that like it's no big deal. "Oh, i'm just gonna slit my wrists and probably bleed to death. No biggie!") I read a depressing book (Twilight?) while I waited for it to stop bleeding and I listened to some GC. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn't put on foundation because I was pale anyway (Didn't stop you before, wacko.). I drank some human blood (Uhh, wat?) so I was ready to go to the concert.

I went outside. Draco was waiting there in front of his flying car. He was wearing a Simple Plan t-shirt (they would play at the show too) (Because we absolutely need to know!), baggy black skater pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok! (Oh no, i think it's trying to communicate again!) ).

"Hi Draco!" I said in a depressed (If you put an exclamation point at the end of a sentence, chances are, you're not saying it in a depressed voice.) voice.

"Hi Ebony." he said back. We walked into his flying black Mercedes-Benz (the license plate said 666 (That's not a legal license plate number. SOMEBODY CALL THE HOGWARTS POLICE) ) and flew to the place with the concert (Again, way too detailed description!). On the way we listened excitedly to Good Charlotte and Marilyn Manson. We both smoked cigarettes and drugs (Our hero, everybody! Slits her wrists and then smokes cigarettes and drugs!). When we got there, we both hopped out of the car and fell to our death because it was still in the air. We went to the mosh pit at the front of the stage and jumped up and down as we listened to Good Charlotte.

"You come in cold, you're covered in blood

They're all so happy you've arrived

The doctor cuts your cord, hands you to your mom

She sets you free into this life." sang Joel (I don't own da lyrics 2 dat song (The lyrics would probably sound more like Batman's song in The Lego Movie.)).

"Joel is so fucking hot." I said to Draco (I don't know much about relationships, but you're probably not supposed to say something like that to your boyfriend/girlfriend), pointing to him as he sung, filling the club with his amazing voice.

Suddenly Draco looked sad. (Well gee, i wonder why? Maybe he just had a bad day. /sarcasm)

"What's wrong?" I asked as we moshed to the music. Then I caught on. (Her estimated level of IQ: 1. Her real level of IQ: -99999999999999999999999999*infinity)

"Hey, it's ok I don't like him better than YOU!" (Then why did you say that he's, and i quote: "so fucking hot"?) I said.

"Really?" asked Draco sensitively and he put his arm around me all protective.

"Really." I said. "Besides I don't even know Joel and he's going out with Hilary fucking Duff. I fucking hate that little bitch. (Okay, then? Audience, everyone who cares stick your hand up. *sees audience is empty* Oh.)" I said disgustedly, thinking of her ugly blonde face.

The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Draco. After the concert, we drank some beer and asked Benji and Joel for their autographs and photos with them. We got GC concert tees (Would be funnier if she misspelled that as "fees"). Draco and I crawled (They were so piss-drunk they had to crawl. *jumps off cliff into space*) back into the Mercedes-Benz, but Draco didn't go back into Hogwarts, instead he drove the car into…(Do you need any more dots?) the Forbidden Forest! (Dun dun dun.)

(Well, that was the third chapter, everyone! Have a nice day! )

(Also, a review would be appreciated : )