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Post by Sunny Meadows on Nov 3, 2010 21:16:16 GMT -5
I am going to take the challenge of re-writing My Immortal, The Worst FanFiction Ever. It will be different from the original. None of this "Gottick" and "prep" stuff. hahaha! Hopefully I can stand doing this without my brain exploding. Here we go!
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Post by Sunny Meadows on Nov 3, 2010 21:19:18 GMT -5
Chapter 1
The Hogwarts Express exhausted the last of its steam as a young girl stepped off into the crowd. She was quite pale and lovely, shocking in comparison to the frumpy Granger girl she was with. Draco watched her closely, she was different from the rest of the students at Hogwarts, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. The new girl smiled slightly at something her newfound friend had said. The other students glanced quickly at her and decided immediately that she was odd. A few Hufflepuffs were caught staring, they quickly looked away as she glared at them.
Most students wore the traditional gray sweater and black robes, but this girl wore what looked like a modified Victorian lace dress, which made her stand out even more. Draco knew she was new, he just couldn’t figure out why she looked so familiar.
“Hey, new girl.” He spat as he sauntered up to her.
Her ice blue eyes stared into him emotionless. He squirmed a little before regaining his usual cocky attitude. “Why is a gorgeous girl like you with the likes of a mudblood like her?” He said, aiming the comment right at Hermione who in return glared at him, fists clenched.
Hermione’s hatred for Draco Malfoy was known throughout Hogwarts. If she wasn’t such a goody-two-shoes about the rules of Hogwarts, she would have turned him into a hobgoblin by now.
“I see nothing wrong with her blood. Yours on the other hand is quite tainted.” The girl’s voice was velvety smooth and void of any recognizable emotion.
A small shiver shot up Draco’s spine as she spoke, staring at him with those ice blue eyes. Before he could respond with a smug remark, Hermione proceeded to pull her new friend away from the slippery Slytherin.
“Don’t mind HIM Ebony, he’s just a sour tart.” Hermione grumbled as she guided the new girl towards the carriages awaiting to take them to the Hogwarts grounds. Ebony glanced behind her at the odd boy she’d just met. He intrigued her, his blood didn’t smell like that of some of the other students she’d met so far.
Ebony Raven Way wasn’t used to being around magical people such as herself. Her parents were what mortals and non-magical people referred to as “vampires”. Not a lot of people like her were left around the English countryside as most of the English monarchy had had her kind destroyed. Ebony was also unique in that she was born with the ability to do magic, or witchcraft as most mortals called it. This year Dumbledore had convinced the Ministry of Magic to allow her to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, as usually “magical creatures” weren’t allowed into the school without special permissions.
As Ebony climbed into the carriage with the brunette girl she’d met on the train, glancing one last time at the confused blond boy they had left standing by the train. She’d finally figured out what was tainting his blood. It was the smell of Death.
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Post by illogicalillusions on Nov 4, 2010 23:21:40 GMT -5
(Hahaha, Enoby.)
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Post by Sunny Meadows on Nov 5, 2010 17:40:05 GMT -5
(Lol I almost made her name enoby but I thought it would be better to just take out the stupid in it)
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Post by moony on Nov 9, 2010 9:12:54 GMT -5
(Hahah epic)
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