Pamela Potter – The Darkness Returns

This is Book 3 of the Pamela Potter series.

Summary: An idle threat puts Pamela on edge as she has to deal with a potential murderer and soul sucking demons. Join her as she is forced to face certain truths about herself.

This story will contain some mature themes, you are forewarned.

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I received some lovely reviews for the interlude so I will conclude it now.

Interlude 2

Ivy waited until the shift change before she flared her magic to short-circuit the cameras in her block. It has been a long time since she actually used her magic so she was a little winded. However for her plan to work she needed to focus. With a deep breath Ivy concentrated and her form shrunk down into her Animagus form. When the door opened like she predicted she made a dash for the door and into the shadows, her fur blending perfectly with the shadows.

Once she reached the outside of the building she dove into the closest flowerbed and began burrowing deep into the ground. When she reached the hollow her plants have made long ago she returned to her human shape and apparated to the most Central Park in Gotham. There she turned back into a meerkat and waited, it won't do for the dark and gloom knight to find her there.

Ivy waited for nearly two hours when there was an audible crack like a car backfiring. She inwardly smiled as the woman walked over the Beautiful Companions and watered them. The woman then sat down and just gazed upon them. Ivy was tempted to let her wait, but it has been so long. She shifted back and sat behind the woman and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey Palm Lily," the woman didn't need to turn around.

"Hey Messenger-Goddess, it has been a long time, hasn't it?" Ivy gently brushed her hands through the woman's bushy hair.

"About a week ago my brain finally mended enough for me to remember I who I was."

"The Cruciatus Curse is nothing to sneeze at. Neville's parents died in that ward, never able to recover."

"But they didn't know that Neville was still alive so they never had the drive to come back now did they?" the woman lay back onto Ivy's lap. "You are the reason I am back, even if we can't be together."

"I can inoculate you, that way I won't kill you when we –" the woman placed a finger on Ivy's lips.

"You are my sister Pamela, I love you, but I'm not in love with you, you need to move on from me, hon." The woman smiled. "Selina told me you moved here."

"Did the kitten also tell you how to get a message to me?" Ivy smiled down at her.

"She told me to do something that the greatest detective wouldn't be able to figure out. I chose to plant the flower you created for me. You called them Beautiful Companions if I recall. A fitting name really."

"The bat is coming. He'll drag me back to Arkham when he finds me." Pamela bended down and placed a loving kiss on the woman's forehead. "I love you Hermione, always have and always will. Take care of yourself."

"You too," Hermione yawned. "I heard you call yourself," another yawn, "Poison Ivy now, what's up – with –" Hermione drifted into a deep sleep. The pheromones Ivy released relaxing her.

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The conclusion of the interlude, I should have the next chapter ready within next week.