Me: Hi everybody! I have yet to see anyone do this, so I thought why not?
Dumbledore: Must we do this?
Me: Oh yes. This must be done.
Draco: I hope I don't have a major role in this story. I hate being paired up with mary-sues.
Me: Oh, no. Nothing like that. (snicker)
Sirius: Let's do this! I'm so ready for this!
Me: Trust me. No. You. Are. Not.
AN: Special fangz (get it, 'cause I'm goffik) to my GF (ew, not in that way) raven, bloodytearz666 for helping me with the story and spelling. You rock! Justin, you're the love of my depressing life, you rock too! MCR rocks!
Harry: My brain hurts already...
Snape: What is MCR?
Hermione: My Chemical Romance, also known as MCR by fans, is an alternative rock band in the muggle world, originating in New Jersey, the third state to enter the union known as the United States of America on December 18, 1787 in the year of our lord. My Chemical Romance is best known for hits such as "Helena" and "Teenagers". The band features singer Gerard Way on lead vocals, Ray Toro on lead guitar and backing vocals, Miky Way on bass guitar, and Frank Iero on rhythm guitar and backing vocals. Former members include-
Snape: BLAH BLAH BLAH MISS GRANGER! I GROW BORED WITH YOUR KNOW-IT-ALL RAMBLINGS! 100 POINTS FROM GRYFINNDOR!
Hermione: WHAT?
Dumbledor: Aww, come now, Severus. Don't be such a Mr. Cranky Pants!
Harry: Yeah, Big Nose! Don't get your panties in a bunch.
Snape: (growl)
Hi my name is Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way
Draco: Wow, what a gross name.
and I have long ebony black hair (that's how I got my name) with purple streaks and red tips that reach my mid-back, and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Amy Lee (AN: if you don't know who she is get the h*ll out of here!).
Snape: Who the hell is Amy Lee?
Hermione: Amy Lee is-
Snape: NOBODY ASKED YOU!
I'm not related to Gerard Way but I wish I was because he's a major f*cking hottie.
Ron: Oh...my...bloody...hell...
Sirius: No comment.
I'm a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I'm also a witch, and I go to a magic school called Hogwarts in England where I'm in the seventh year (I'm seventeen). I'm a Goth (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly black.I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow.
Hermoine: Oh my GOD! Does anybody actually wear this stuff?
Snape: I don't know. You tell us since you seem to have the answer to everything.
McGonagall: Why must you always be so bitter? I know! I think someone needs a hug!
Snape: No, Minerva. I most certainly do not.
Harry: Oh, yes you do!(hugs)
Snape: (sigh) Please let me go...
Everyone: Aww...:)
Harry: I love you Professor Snape!
Snape: (awkwardly)Th-that's nice, now could you please let me go?
Mcgonagall: No! It doesn't work that way! Now you have to say it back.
Harry: Yeah! You have to say it back now!
Snape: I will do no such thing! Now let. me. go!
Harry: ( clinging to him and screaming melodramactic soap opera style)TELL ME YOU LOVE ME! SAY IT! SAY IT, YOU KNOW IT'S TRUE!
Sirius: (melodramatic soap opera style) JUST TELL HIM YOU LOVE HIM, MAN!
Hermione: (melodramatic soap opera style) DON'T RUN AWAY FROM YOUR FEELINGS!
Snape: (creeped out) FINE, FINE! I LOVE YOU! THERE! NOW LET ME GO!
Harry: (let's him go) See? Now that wasn't so hard, now was it?
McGonagall: Feel better now?
Snape: ALL GRYFINNDORS ARE PSYCHOTIC!
I was walking outside was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.
Dumbledore: How...charming.
Snape: Why? What's it mean?
Harry: It means f*ck you, Professor Snape.
Snape: Oh.
Harry: (giggle) He didn't even notice that I just told him to go f*ck himself.
Snape: I did now.
Harry: Oh, crap...he looks pissed. Hide me, Hermione! (hides behind Hemione)
"Hey Ebony!" shouted a voice. I looked up. It was … Draco Malfoy!
"What's up Draco?" I asked.
"Nothing." he said shyly.
Draco: WHAT THE EFF? I'M NOT SHY. I'M CONDFIDENT AND THE COOLEST MOTHERF*CKER ON THE PLANET. RIGHT GRANGER?
Hermione: (laughs hysterically)
Draco: RIGHT PROFESSOR SNAPE? YOU MUST THINK I'M COOL 'CAUSE I'M YOUR GODKID RIGHT?
Snape: No.
But then, I heard my friends call me and I had to go away.
AN: Is it good? PLZ tell me, fangz!
Sirius: NO! That was terrible!
Dumbledore: I think it was rather charming.
Ron: No. It sucked bum bum.
McGonagall: I wholey agree.
Draco: SERIOUSLY? NOBODY HERE LIKES ME?
Sirius: Yes. Seriously. Now shut up you have no friends.
Draco: You guys are d*cks...