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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 19:19:18 GMT -5
Isabella walked back into her office after a long day of teaching. She was tired, but in a good mood. She fixed herself a cup of chamomile tea and settled down on the couch in the corner with a book. But as she stared down at the words, she couldn't concentrate on reading. All she wanted was Voltaire...
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 19:23:03 GMT -5
Voltaire was sneaking around, wanting to suprise Isa with a bright hello, he snuck up to her office and peaked in, he saw her reading so he opened the door and was spotted. "Ah be still my beating heart! for i look upon beauty!" he said dramtically placing a hand on his forehead and making like he was going to faint.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 19:24:46 GMT -5
Isabella dropped her book on the floor and broke into a broad smile. "How is it whenever I think of you, you appear before my eyes?" she teased.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 19:33:56 GMT -5
"because, Your wish is my desire...wait that doesn't make sense...hmmm, well be sure that if you want me ya have me!" he said walking over to her and kissing her. "Mmm, i think you dropped your book dahling" he said smiling at her.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 19:41:31 GMT -5
"Who cares?" Isabella said, kicking the book under the couch. "You're all I ever need." She kissed him back, then pulled back and looked at him seriously. "I've been wanting to talk to you about something... some of the things you said when we split up..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 22:18:00 GMT -5
Voltaire cringed...he had said some pretty awful things... not something he really wanted to discuss, but he would have to, but he was just calling it as he saw it!
"wouldn't you just rather sit her and have me kiss you from toe to head?" he asked hopefully.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 22:24:40 GMT -5
She kissed him again. "Yes, of course," she said softly. "But I feel like this is something we need to deal with. We both said some awful things... I hope you know I didn't mean anything that I said in anger..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 22:31:11 GMT -5
"Yes i know, I didn't exactly make it easy..." he said but then kissed her again and sat down with her on her couch and reached down and took off her high heeled shoes, He loved the look of her legs in thoes shoes.
*Occ, I'm avoiding my end of that conversation*
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 22:40:06 GMT -5
"I wanted to hurt you, like you were hurting me," Isa went on, caressing his arm. "But I didn't mean it. But you... You said some awful things... I want you to know that you were never my dirty little secret. You were always my good secret, the one that was too good to share with the rest of the world. You have to know that's how I saw you. And even then, it was harder than anything to hide how I felt for you. My feelings for you... they occupied my every breath, and I wore them like a cloak around me." She leaned in and kissed his neck. "Please tell me you understand that."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 22:48:50 GMT -5
"I guess i do now, but before, i felt shunted, when we weren't together, it was a fear that i never volcalized even in my head, everytime i started to think that i was just ...you know, I pushed it away, and then i don't know, in that moment it broke out of my mouth and i regreted saying it." he said and promptly kissed her and he let his hand caress down her leg.
*I'll mod it if you think that's too far!*
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 22:58:15 GMT -5
She closed her eyes and leaned against him. "I know you were upset. And I guess I didn't realize how that would build up for you. I was never, ever ashamed of you or embarassed about my feelings. From the moment you kissed me, my heart and my soul have belonged to you." She kissed him. "You do realize that I'm still going to have to hide our relationship in the outside world? If the Death Eaters find out, my cover is as good as blown. Valarie knows it was you who turned her in."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 23:29:06 GMT -5
"Does she? I hardly knew her! i think i've seen her once, I knew her by name." he said pressing his lips to her neck. "Damn, but at least i know that i mean the world to you" he said still kissing her after mumuring to her.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 23:34:48 GMT -5
"You do," she said, nibbling his ear. "Never forget that." She moved closer so she was just about on his lap. "Darling... there's still one other thing we haven't quite discussed... I guess it's been understood, but never spoken. It's like the elephant in the room..." She pulled back and looked at him, smiling.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 23:43:40 GMT -5
"Now what would be that?" he said moving her so she was on his lap directly. "I thought We talked about everything so far." he said kissing her collar bone.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 23:46:44 GMT -5
She let out a little squeal. "Well, I mean, I was just wondering... when are you going to make an honest woman out of me...?" She laughed as his lips tickled her sensitive skin.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 23:51:29 GMT -5
"You mean, when will I marry you?" he said smiling as she sqealed again. "Hmmm, How about next week, Rori and Anna can be your brides maid's and that cute little girl of Alastor's can be the flower girl" he said smiling against her skin. "And there is the little matter of your wedding band..." he said sitting up and leaning his head on the back of the couch. "You won't be able to wear it." he said thinking seriously for a moment. "How about your pendent?" he said lacing a finger around the gold chain.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 7, 2006 23:57:56 GMT -5
"Next week?" she said, smiling. "Well, that's awfully soon... however will I have time to order the flowers and the dress and the cake and..." She laughed at his panicked expression. Leaning in to kiss him, she said, "Next week is perfect. I don't need those things. And I'd look utterly ridiculous in a big white fluffy dress and veil. But before we do it, we definitely have to talk to my parents. I won't be inviting them to the wedding... but I ought to at least tell them I'm getting married."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 0:02:42 GMT -5
"So I guess i have to talk with dumbledore about setting us up with a portkey, and some extra protection, i honestly don't want to have a shoot out with your father and mother." he said wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her neck. "And i think you'd look lovely in white." he said kissing the other side of her collar bone.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 0:11:47 GMT -5
"A portkey would be a good idea," she said. "But I doubt there will be a shoot out with them. Just a shouting match. My mother will criticize everything about me, and my father will yell at me and tell me I'm a disgrace. But they usually allowed others to do the physical abuse. I would have to really disappoint them for them to do it themselves..." She pulled away and her eyes grew distant as she said. "They hired this awful German Muggle for a nanny..." She shuddered, then flung her arms around him, holding him tightly. "We are never having a nanny for our child," she said fiercely.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 0:14:05 GMT -5
"Good because i wasn't going to suggest one! you know, i heard terrible stories of nanny's" he said suddering at what Isa must of gone through at the hands of someone that could of cared less and did.
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