POTTER, ALBUS SEVERUS

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ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER

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IS GONNA BE TOTALLY AWESOME ![/color][/font]

AL - SIXTEEN- RAVENCLAW - KAYLI - PAUL WESLEY[/color][/font]

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OH, JUST GIVE THEM ALL B-'s AND BE DONE WITH IT!
NOW THAT'S EVIL. YEAH THANKS, I AM THE DARK LORD[/color][/font]
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IF YOU SWITCH ME DRAGONS I'LL GIVE YOU MY
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[/i] Cameron frowned at that thought. He wasn't angry with Avey; he could never be angry with her. He was just angry at this whole messed-up situation. He was angry at the Littlies and the city officials. He was angry at everyone back at camp for doing nothing. And Cameron was angry with himself for having such an irrational anger toward everything. He knew that no one at camp could do anything about what was going on. The Littlies were too strong. Cam felt like punching something to release his pent-up frustration but he was too weak. "How could this have happened?" He said aloud to himself. For a world that was supposed to be so controlled, it was going down in flames. Just like the Rusties, he thought to himself.

Something struck a chord inside of Cam when Avey said that she felt sorry for the Littlies. They were just kids. They never even had a chance to live, to experience life. "You're right. And weren't they taken away?" He knew that some of the Littlies from the Smoke were captured but he didn't know if they were made into these trained killers. "I would never want my child to live a life like that," Cameron absently said. He would have given up his life in a second to protect his child. Then a realization hit him. He might never become a father. "That is," he added, "if I ever have a child." Cameron had always wanted his own family, to teach his kids how to hoverboard and swim. He wasn't sure if he'd get that chance now that he was locked up. He had messed up badly and he was just now beginning to understand the severe consequences for his stupidity.

Cameron rubbed Avey's back and felt her spine sticking out. He hated that she was suffering. Being trapped in a dark prison cell was no way to live. As much pain as Cam was feeling, he could only imagine how much pain Avey was feeling. That thought caused his stomach to drop. He only ever wanted to make Avey happy. But they both were now in a lot of trouble thanks to him. Cameron sighed miserably and dropped his hand from Avey's back. He wouldn't be surprised if Avey hated him. "I'm so sorry for putting you in this position. I never meant for this to happen." He would get them out if it were the last thing he did. Unfortunately, Cameron wasn't sure that was even possible. He ran his fingers through his dirty hair. He needed a shower. And some food. His stomach grumbled at the thought of food. Cameron placed his hand against his bony stomach, willing it to be quiet. He felt so weak and he could only imagine how he looked. Cameron had always felt self-conscious around Avey. She was beautiful, though intense and scary sometimes, and he was, well, ugly. But appearances didn't really matter in a dark prison cell so Cam figured that she wouldn't care.

His ears perked up when she said she was glad to be with him. He had a strong desire to kiss her, wherever her lips were. But he kept that desire to himself, not knowing how Avey would react. After all this time, he was still unsure what Avey's feelings for him were. "I'm glad to be with you too," he said softly. Cameron then frowned at what Avey said next. He had expected death and torture and it seemed all too real of a possibility when Avey said that he couldn't release any information no matter how badly he was tortured. The thought scared Cam but he was ready to protect everyone else out there. More than that, he didn't want to let Avey down. "I promise I won't say anything," he sincerely stated.

Cameron leaned into Avey. He liked the touch of her arms around him. Then she pulled away and said that he didn't smell like the Smoke anymore. Cameron laughed aloud; his laugh was a little raspy from having not laughed in quite some time. "I guess spending however long in that cell has wiped away my scent," he said with a grin. "But I didn't smell that bad, did I? I mean, I smelled the same as you - fire and pines." Of course, his senses weren't as sharp as Avey's but he liked the way he smelled. He missed the scent; it reminded him that his home was forever gone.

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HUFFLEPUFFS ARE PARTICULARLY GOOD
FINDERS! WHAT THE HELL IS A HUFFLEPUFF?[/color][/font]
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[/URL] AT CAUTION 2.0 ! THE TITLE QUOTES ARE FROM A VERY POTTER MUSICAL (OBVIOUSLY) AND IF YOU REMOVE THIS CREDIT SHE WILL DESTROY EVERY ZEFRON POSTER IN EXISTENCE, AIGHT? AWESOME. VOLDEMORT OUT, BITCHES![/SIZE]
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