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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 0:20:28 GMT -5
"I don't want to think about it anymore," she murmured, kissing him. "I want to see them, so I can put it all behind me, but they are not going to be part of our lives or our children's lives." She began playing with his hair. "I'm still going to wear white.... just not some silly puffball of a dress with lace and sequins all over it. I'm sure Madam Malkin can create something appropriate in time..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 0:28:16 GMT -5
"good, and i noticed you said children!" he said grinning and waggled his eyebrows. "Maybe i can ask Madame Malkin to make me look like a proper gentleman for you too" he said pecking her on her nose.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 0:33:57 GMT -5
She laughed and gave him a playful shove. "Well, I was actually referring to Rori and Anna and the baby... let's not get ahead of ourselves. One at a time. After all, I'm the one who has to carry the baby and give birth to it... Already I'm not too crazy about the idea of gaining weight..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 0:45:39 GMT -5
"But you do know that i'll love you no matter what, right?" he said snuggling back from the shove. "I don't know, I think you'd look beautiful with a baby belly" he said running his fingers over her stomache.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 0:49:10 GMT -5
She kissed him. "And fat ankles and sensible shoes and water weight?" She pouted. "Yeah, the high heels will have to go when the baby starts showing... it's not going to be pretty..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 0:59:58 GMT -5
"I still think you are the most beautiful thing to walk this planet, and if that doesn't convince you" he said and then kissed her. He didn't want her to worry over how her body would change. If she thought for a second his affections would be swayed by body fat, she would have to understand it wouldn't change a thing to him.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 1:06:55 GMT -5
She kissed his neck, then looked up at him. "I never thought of myself as beautiful until you came along. My self-esteem was beaten into the ground, so that I had to freeze up inside to keep from being hurt. I still don't understand how you love me, but I'm so glad that you do."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 1:18:48 GMT -5
"Now doll, You tell me why i shouldn't love you, and you can't say evil because you are Far from evil!" he said sitting back and putting his hands on his hips, waiting for her reply.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 1:23:05 GMT -5
"I don't know," she said. "I just... I never thought anyone would. More poison my parents fed me... I never thought anyone would love me. Although, I recently found out that someone I considered an enemy at school actually had a huge crush on me... and now we're friends. It's just... I'll never know how you could have seen me the way I was before... cold and hard... and thought I was worth trying for."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 1:25:58 GMT -5
"You have to kidding me! when you walked into headquaters that first night I saw this strong and vibrant woman. You didn' even so much as acknowledge me! Then when i saw you at the three broomsticks, I was telling Rori about you as a matter of fact, I was in awe of you." he said wrapping his arms about her again.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 1:32:42 GMT -5
She blushed a little. "Awe? I guess I never saw myself that way. But then, since I've met you, I've learned a lot about who I really am. I'm happy to say I'm not the person I always thought I was. I thought I was a clone of my mother. I look nothing like her, of course, she's pale and blonde. But personality-wise, I thought I was just like her. But it turns out I'm more like my grandmother. I wish you could have met her. She's the only one in my family I wish you could meet." She curled up closer to him. "You want to know what I thought of you when I first saw you at the headquarters?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 1:35:45 GMT -5
"Now what did you think of Crazy ol' me" he asked enjoying the closeness.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 1:37:59 GMT -5
She pulled back and looked at him, smiling. "I thought you were bizarre!" she said. She laughed, then kissed him deeply.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 1:39:23 GMT -5
" I knew it! you didn't think i was at all good looking or anything?" he said pouting.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 17:41:43 GMT -5
She smiled. "I could lie to you and say yes, but the truth is, I barely even looked at you then. I do, however, recall thinking you were well-dressed. Something about a man in pinstripes..." Kissing him, she added, "But that night in the Three Broomsticks, when you grabbed me and swung me around... That's when I noticed how devastatingly handsome you are."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 23:09:49 GMT -5
Voltaire puffed out his chest feeling all at once very handsome. "what would i do without you" he said in what he thought was an adorable voice. Then he kiss her on her neck.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 23:18:47 GMT -5
"I hope you never have to find that out," she sighed, closing her eyes and putting her head back to give him better access to her neck. "I don't ever want to be without you, either. You are my life now."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 23:37:16 GMT -5
"You are so much more to me... don't ever do that again!" he said thinking back to the worst expericance so far together. "I need you to be by my side" he said kissing her.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 23:39:06 GMT -5
"Do what?" Isabella said, laughing. "If you mean our break up, darling, you were the one who left me."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 8, 2006 23:49:10 GMT -5
"No you left me, i do recall telling you i couldn't be evil, not that i didn't love you doll" he said bemusedly. he wrapped his arms tighter around her and laid his ear over her heart.
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