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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 0:15:04 GMT -5
Isabella let out a frustrated groan and sat up slowly, taking the owl in her hands and untying the note from its leg. "This better be good," she grumbled. She began to read:
Isabella--
The Reading of the Will is tomorrow at the house, at promptly 9 am. I will expect to see you then, or I am told you will forfeit whatever your inheritance is. I must again request that you not bring your obnoxious husband.
Ms. Rothschild
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 0:17:46 GMT -5
The silence from his wife told him something about the letter wasn't good. "what did the old harpy write this time?" he asked walking toward the couch.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 0:21:50 GMT -5
"We have to be there in about 8 hours for the reading of the will," Isabella said in a low voice. "Honestly, I asked her a week ago to tell me when it was and she waited until almost the last minute to reply! And she still says not to bring you. As if I intend to face that old battle-ax without you by my side!"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 0:26:54 GMT -5
"Gods damn her! I guess I'll have to go find Dumbledore... Do we assume that it's at your family home? Damn her." said Voltaire walking back to Isa. Her mother made everything so much more troublesome than it had to be.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 0:35:30 GMT -5
Isabella looked around on the table by the sofa and found a package of owl treats, and gave a few to the owl that was nipping at her fingers. "Oh, do you have to talk to him now? How about after? Things were just getting good...."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 0:42:08 GMT -5
"It's better ...even though I really really REALLY don't want to... Knowing your hateful mother, she probably will have the will reading with the administration of her husbands' will at another place than the family home, more than likely at the offices of his orator, So we'll have to leave early, to either pounce on your mother, she will have to lead us to the will reading or loose her part in it as well, Or track her down. she's an evil crafty cow and I'm dying to get one over on her." he said viciously hating her more of ruining his moment with Isabella.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 0:48:02 GMT -5
"She does say it's at the house, but you're right, she is likely to try and move it just to get away from us. She says I ahve to be there or I forfeit my inheritance. I'm almost tempted to forfeit, except the idea of taking anything from my mother is just too tempting." She pouted. "OK, make the arrangements, then come back. Maybe we can pick up where we left off?" she said hopefully.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 0:54:00 GMT -5
"yes! in fact I'm tempted in waiting till after or even during the reading to give you the deepest longest kiss in front of your mother only to maker her infuriated." he said his gaze smoky. He sighed and put his clothing on slowly and grumbled "I'll go change then find Dumbledore." he pouted.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 0:59:26 GMT -5
"Mmmmmm, I hope you do," Isabella said, her heart swelling with love for him. "Don't change into something with too many layers, OK? It just makes things take longer. I suppose while you're gone, I'll reply to my monster... mother." She stood up, intending to go to her desk, but first she stopped and put her arms around him. "I love you," she sighed, kissing him.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 1:06:53 GMT -5
"I love you too Isa." he said feeling wonderfully loved. " Oh sigh, time to go wake Dumbledore." he said pouting cutely.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 1:09:53 GMT -5
She pouted, too. "OK, yeah, we should get it over with. But hurry back, OK?" She kissed him. "I'll miss you every second you're gone."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 18:36:54 GMT -5
Voltaire nodded and blew her a quick kiss before leaving the room to change and talk with dumbledore.
((SOME TIME PASSES))
Voltaire Knocked on Isabella's office door and let himself in. "Hello Sweetness, I didn't keep you waiting did I?" he asked as he walked in.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 23:27:38 GMT -5
Isabella was sitting at her desk, finishing up her reply to her mother. When he entered the room, she looked up at him and smiled. "Well, not too long, but I missed you anyway," she teased. "Wait just one minute and then we can get back to what we were doing." She quickly read over her letter:
Mrs. Rothschild,
Although it would have been courteous for you to give me at least 24 hours notice, I assure you I will be there in time for the reading. Whether you like it or not, my husband will be there with me. I do not expect it to be a pleasant experience for anyone, and I hope we can dispell with the business quickly and efficiently, so we will not be forced to spend any more time with you than is necessary.
--Isabella
She quickly attached the letter to the owl's leg, then took it over to the window and let it out. Finally turning back to Voltaire, she smiled at him. "How did things go with Dumbledore?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 23:37:30 GMT -5
"Alright, he said it should be ready by dawn and it will be by the whomping willow...Did i mention we have till dawn?" he said walking up to her swaying his hips a little, he felt like he was wearing a dress...
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 23:42:12 GMT -5
Isabella walked up to him and put her arms around him. "Until dawn?" she said, smiling. "Then we'd better get busy." She tilted her head up and kissed him deeply.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 23:54:47 GMT -5
Voltaire sighed with happiness. when they parted he asked "what do you think of my lack of layers? does it suit you?" he shook his hips to get the robe to sway, he really felt like he was wearing a dress.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 11, 2006 23:59:03 GMT -5
"Mmmmm, yes, this will do fine," she teased, nipping at his ear. "But you know, I actually think I like you better in all the layers. You look so... manly that way. You know, I have some lovely muggle dresses I used to wear... maybe once I've lost the baby weight, I'll start wearing them more."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 12, 2006 0:04:20 GMT -5
"I'm Thrilled to hear that! because once we leave to your mother's i'm changing into layers, I don't like the breeze that this thing provides!" he felt his ear warm as she toyed with them. "You in anything is stunning...but right now, I think less is more!" he said ducking his head to kiss her.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 12, 2006 0:09:00 GMT -5
"Mmmm, I think we're both in agreement on that right now," she breathed. She began to edge backward toward the couch. Pulling out her wand, she pointed it at the couch and transfigured it into a bed.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 12, 2006 0:18:29 GMT -5
**Voltaire's RPer turns down the lights and plays a record of 'make out jams of the 1970's and leaves the room, making sure the door is firmly shut**
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