So here she was. In the middle of Von's kitchen. Middle of the night. Not that anything had happened, she just made dinner for Von and Ezra, put Ezra to bed, and had... a... nice moment with Von. No, nothing LIKE THAT happened!

That's because she ran. Excused herself quickly and ran to the kitchen and helped herself to a glass of water. Then instead of going back, just stood and stared stupidly out the window.

What was wrong with her? ...well, what wasn't wrong with Camilla. She looked down at the half full glass in her hand and sighed softly. She loved Von... but she was scared. Poor, scared little badger couldn't hold herself in front of the pierced and marked lion, even when he was tender with her. As Camilla lifted her glass into the air to see the moon in her cup, she wondered if she could be brave enough.

Probably not.

It was nearly eleven that night when she entered the bar in the very posh hotel she was staying at. Camilla's glossy black hair was twisted up in an elegant up-do and the red silk dress was tailored smoothly to fit her body, hugging her volumtuous bosom that could be peeped at through the keyhole neckline, then flowed down her hips and teased anyone looking at her with the one slit up her right side with a little flash of a creamy leg. She moved smoothly to sit at the bar, ordered a gin and tonic, then looked around for any takers to be tonight's entertainment. It was a long night after all and tomorrow she had a very dull business meeting to look forward to in the morning, so a little fun needed to be in order.

Recieving the drink, Camilla raised it to her red lips and had a sip, then lightly traced her lower lip with her tongue in order to catch a stray drop of alcohol before looking around for a napkin to dab her mouth with.

Camilla was bent over her essay, working in quiet solitude in the library. She had been studying with a few other girls earlier, but the other girls' boyfriends had come over to take them away. With a sigh, she leaned back in the chair and looked at the ceiling as she idly flicked the end of her pink quill against her cheek. Her thoughts floated away from potions to Darin and she could just picture his glowing smile, the way his eyes sparkled...

Someday her prince will come? I hope so! Until then, Camilla will just flood your screen with PINK.

There are some eyebrows raising over Camilla walking into the meeting and very quietly entwing Darin's fingers around hers. Some are not so subtle: Nico, for example, looks like his eyes are going to pop out of his head. Zak nearly falls off his chair. Jesse scowls. Even Taylor, who has kind of known, keeps looking at Camilla, then his twin, and back again with baffled, wide-eyes. But the attention is taken off of her soon enough to the subject at hand, and during the entire meeting, Camilla does not speak. She sits as solemn and silent as a sculpture, eyes on the floor, and only nods or shakes her head in accordance with certain points of the meeting. When Nico points out that Zak did NOT murder Kiriaki, a tear rolls down her cheek and she presses just a little closer to Darin, who murmurs soothingly at her and gently kisses her hair.

The meeting feels like it drags on forever, but as all things do, it finally does end, and no one is more glad to leave than Camilla. She goes into the hall and stands at the window, allowing Darin to wrap his arms around her and hold her for a minute before she sends him on ahead back to their house. As her fingers trace delicate flowers into the window pane, Camilla looks out across the chilly grounds and quietly reminds herself that she is tangled in the middle of a war that no one will be able to escape from. That finally stated, she catches the reflection of a pair of sad blue eyes as Jesse storms past her and she watches his retreating back for a bit before chasing after him.

In Camilla's small, meaningful life, relationships are knitted together like threads. At the face of adversary, people stand together and fight, always ready to catch each other if one falls. That's why there must not be knots of animosity between each other.

I learned a new charm!

Yeah, I went crazy with the doll maker for Camilla. It's not my fault that they have so many Camilla-esque clothes!!

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Well... happy birthday to me, I suppose. I am now sixteen years old and the same as ever. Except... well, apparently I was quite tipsy! I remember trying a... a... a lager after I found a very sick Remy somewhere at Zak's birthday party. And I don't remember what happened afterwards.

Isn't my head suppose to hurt though? I feel fine! How strange! It tasted terrible though so I don't think I'll be trying anything afterwards.

The party was... was... was...

The music was... was...

I think I'll go to breakfast now.

[charmed private but done badly so it disappears and reappears sporadically]

I told him. And I... I shouldn't have been surprised from his answer. He said he doesn't care about me like that and probably never will...

Oh Zak. I just want to be with you.
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Fractured Fairy Tales
Rating: PG
Warning: Terribly emo and depressing.
Summary: Camilla goes to Azkaban instead of Zak.
Thanks to Alix for the beta and Mel for the encouragement XD

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Some of you don't have owl posts or they don't show up recently enough and I'm too lazy to backtrack XD

So the following people have recieved cookies from Camilla:


np_dumbledore
jesse_martin
jethro_rules
twippy
punkervon

All are rated G :D

Wings
Characters: Jack Martin and Camilla Lee, AU Martinverse
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Sing
Characters: Danny Parker and Camilla Lee
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Friendship
Characters: Jaegar Katzenkaiser and Camilla Lee
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Loyalty
Characters: Zak Reso and Camilla Lee
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Determination
Characters: Derek Bly and Camilla Lee
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Following the luverly trend ;D

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Download soundtrack: http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&ufid=1E361F993228C9D6

Camilla hated traveling through the Underground sometimes. Especially when the cars were surrounded by disgusting, sweaty men and all they wanted to do was cop a feel on her goods. Which was why she had her keys out to stab offending hands with. Although at the moment, it was rush hour and the car was getting rather packed as more and more people piled into the train.

Suddenly, someone from behind shoved her and she let out an, "OOF!" as she stumbled and landed against a hard, muscled chest. With a sigh, she straighed up, really disliking the opposite gender at, as she looked up to apologize to ther person.

"Pardon me, my apologies, someone pushed me from behind-" her voice trailed off when she looked up and gasped as she recognized that face. "...Zak."

Dear Zak,

Starting this letter proved to be rather difficult. I can't say 'how are you' because you're in Azkaban, even though I'm not very smart, I think I would know how you were. So... perhaps I will begin by saying that I miss you. I miss you greatly in fact, I miss how you would pat my head, and your smile, and... well... everything. Hogwarts seems darker without you. Oh, but good news, I'm staying! My father wanted to take me out, send me to Beauxbatons or some other place... but I wouldn't leave and I refused to. I never told my father 'no' before, it was rather terrifying, but Professor Dumbledore managed to convince Daddy to let me stay, so I'll be here, waiting for you to come back.

The holidays are coming up and I hope you'll be out and safe by then. If you are, please come to London, find me and I'll take care of you. I promise.

...and... there was something I wanted to tell you, that I have wanted to for some time now, but I can wait. I'll wait for you to come back and then I'll tell you.

Please come back soon, Zak. I miss you.

With love,
Camilla

Canon fic post, Camilla's father comes to take her out of Hogwarts.

Title: Yellow
Rating: G
Characters: Albus Dumbledore, Peter Lee, Camilla Lee
Thanks to Lacey and Kim for the beta!

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THAT'S NOT TRUE.

Zak wouldn't kill Kiki! HE WOULDN'T! THE PROPHET'S LYING!! LYING!!!!

NO ONE KNOWS WHAT HAPPENED! ZAK WASN'T EVEN THERE!!

I... I... I HATE THE PROPHET!!

Oh god... Zak... he's in... he's in Azkaban...

What can I do? WHAT CAN I DO?

...oh Zak... oh Kiki... Kiki, how... how you'd hate this...