cloudy with a Chance of freedom

chapter 38

Sorry folks, I don't write smut on here. As for who tops, it depends on who feels like being the dominate of the two. Ren and Skull tend to switch it up, but I will say that their first time Renato was the top. XD

Also, the much anticipated return of Viper

Camellia took one look at the relaxed state of her brother before looking to Fon incredulous.

"How did it seriously never occurred to us that he just needed to get laid?"

Because the manic energy that the Cloud usually gave off was surprisingly docile at the moment.

"To be fair, he wouldn't have been old enough to properly enjoy it since boys hit puberty a bit later than girls do and his voice only broke properly last year," Fon reminded her.

"Point. At least now we have another outlet for his bad habits that don't involve you two beating the living daylights out of each other," said Camellia with relief.

"Speaking of... how are you holding up?" asked Fon with concern. She had taken the news that her parents were free again almost as badly as Neville had, for much of the same reason.

Lady Longbottom at least, did not hold her parents crimes against her since Camellia had firmly cut her ties with them to the point she was more Potter than Black.

Camellia was quiet. She didn't like talking about her parents for good reason, and there was little doubt in her mind that Bellatrix would hunt for her daughter now that she was out.

She wasn't entirely certain that she could handle that confrontation, because she already knew exactly how it would go.

Bellatrix was firmly in thrall to Riddle and wouldn't hesitate to offer up her daughter as a sacrifice. And she would never accept "no" as an answer.

At the very least she would expect her child to bear the man's heir, since it was doubtful she could do it herself. The woman was deranged and Camellia would not be sad once her parents were dead.

Fon gently wrapped his arms around her and let her take solace in his presence.

As it was, Skull happened to be there the day Bellatrix managed to track her daughter down to try and convince Camellia to join the Dark Lord.

It did not end well...for the Death Eater that is.

Camellia stared at her birth mother with no small amount of horror and disgust. Azkaban had not been kind to her mother, that was for certain.

Bellatrix looked like the deranged monster that she was, though there was a few more gray hairs than in her arrest pictures. There was a mad gleam in her eyes and it was clear that she would take her daughter to her master by force if she could get away with it.

Considering Camellia only had a fraction of the same training her mother did, it did not bode well for her.

"No. I have no interest in serving a pathetic hypocrite who can't even hold up his own end of the deal. I prefer things that make me money, not servitude," said Camellia flatly.

Inwardly she was wondering where the sudden sense of calm was coming from, because it certainly wasn't from Skull's presence. He was slowly making his way behind Bellatrix, trying to keep the deranged witch from noticing him so he could plant a dagger into her back.

He absolutely refused to let this woman leave alive.

It was strange, as her mother started spouting off the same pure blood bullshit that Riddle claimed he was about, Camellia only felt a bizarre sense of apathy and disgust. It wasn't from Skull, she knew, because he wouldn't dare cast a spell on her that could be noticed and removed.