A/N: This ties into the infamous fanfiction My Immortal, and if you haven't heard of it, you're probably living under a rock. Or you just don't browse the internet that much, in which case, you might as well be living under a rock. Anyway, My Immortal is good contender for the worst fanfic ever written. The original has been taken down, but duplicates are out there, so read one before you read this.

Thanks, or, as Tara would say, fangz, for putting up with me!

~ Cookie VanDeKamp ~

"There's a new student coming today," said Ron.

Hermione closed her book. "But how is that possible? Term's already started."

He shrugged. "Not sure, but apparently she was able to make them bend the rules."

"Probably a first year who missed the train," said Harry.

Ron shook his head. "Nope, she's a seventh year, like us."

She frowned. "How is that even…?"

"Yeah, I asked the same thing."

"Oh, wait, is that her?" Harry asked, glancing down the hall.

A tall girl with long charcoal black hair down to her waist stood there. Her dark locks were streaked with purple and tipped with the purest red. Her eyes were pale blue and carried some sort of hidden depths. She was obviously into the Goth subculture, as Hermione had seen the entirety of her outfit at Hot Topic. She was wearing a black corset with orange ribbons. Her purple miniskirt revealed way more than an average Hogwarts uniform would allow. Her long violet cape reached the ground, and had the Slytherin crest sewn onto it. Her heeled boots made her look taller than the 5'6'' she really was.

"Must be," said Ron. "Never seen her before."

"Hello there," said Hermione, sticking out her hand. "I'm Hermione Granger."

The girl blinked and said, "Duh, I no who u r, Mary. But your name isn't Granger, remembr? It's B'loody Mary Smith."

Hermione tilted her head in confusion. "What?"

"Why are you wearing the GRIFFIEDORE crest? R u a prep now, Mary?"

"…who are you again? Have we met?"

"Duh, im Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way. Ur roommate."

"Is she deluded or what?" Ron hissed to Harry. Harry shrugged.

"Oh my Satan, you're stupid."

Ebony turned and walked away.

Hermione walked back over to the boys. "This one's gonna be trouble."