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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 22, 2006 23:04:07 GMT -5
"You were...MUAH" he said kissing her suddenly. "Life works that way, sometimes you don't really have to do anything to get what you deserve." he said looking at her sincerly.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 22, 2006 23:08:43 GMT -5
"Well, I still feel like I have a lot to make up for, so that I can deserve you. I guess I'm off to a good start... adopting your cousins and everything... but I wish there was more I could do." She was now playing with his sideburns, allowing her fingers to gently brush along the side of his jaw and ears.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 22, 2006 23:26:15 GMT -5
"Hehee I think i'll try and learn to be an animagus... because if you keep doing that i'll just end up curling up in your lap and purring" he said shuting his eyes and smiling like a loon. "As far as i'm concerned you are as pure and as good as...something great" he said losing focus because she began to play with his hair. "You are my undoing!" he said with his eyes closed and with a grin.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 22, 2006 23:30:33 GMT -5
"I don't know what it is about you, but I just find it the hardest thing to keep my hands off of you," she whispered, leaning across him and kissing him. "I hope I can behave myself in front of your parents... what an impression I'd make then!" She laughed and wrapped her arms around him tightly.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 22, 2006 23:35:03 GMT -5
"Probably my mother will make a face and take me aside and say how you're just like that girl I dated while at Hogwarts...what'sherface." he said frowning as he really couldn't recall her name. "Well whatever, She was clingy with a capital C, she also turned out to be another "C" word, but that sounds so vulgar to me" he said frowning further. He remembered her, how she was and the terribly mean things she did, but not for the life of him could he remember her name.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 23, 2006 22:36:01 GMT -5
"Well, then, I'll have to make sure I control myself, then," she said, frowning slightly. "I certainly don't want to be compared with any of the other women in your life." She looked at him seriously. "I try to forget that there were other women for you. I know we both had a life before we found each other, but you know how empty mine was... I just try to pretend you were alone, too."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 23, 2006 22:46:02 GMT -5
"Well at the rate my mind is going i'm not going to remember anyone else but you! I seriously don't remember that heartless gutter snipe!" he said still rubbing the back of his head. "Believe me Isa, Not one of the compares to you. not one can hold a candle to the beauty of your smile." he said smiling and kissing her on her cheek.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 23, 2006 22:58:27 GMT -5
Isabella smiled and leaned against him. "What matters is that we're together now," she said. "I still wish I had met you sooner, just so we could have been together longer. But the important thing is that we found each other." She closed her eyes. "I could just fall asleep right here in your arms and it would be like all my dreams have come true."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 23, 2006 23:00:55 GMT -5
"I don't have to sleep to know that all my dreams have come true...even the dreams I thought i'd never dream" he said snuggling down in their bed together.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 23, 2006 23:08:10 GMT -5
She leaned up and kissed him. "I love you so much," she whispered. She snuggled closer to him and felt the warmth of his arms around her. Sighing happily to herself, she said, "Goodnight, my love." It wasn't long before she was asleep.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 23, 2006 23:49:44 GMT -5
Voltaire laid next to his wife as she slept. He was looking at his own heart and knew that she owned very part of it. It was scary, but he trusted her with every part of it. He was growing stedily worried over his memory, what if he would forget something so important as who a person was? or the depth of a memory? names weren't such a big deal, spells were forgotten on a daily basis with students... but still he was still worried. He drifted off into now an un settled sleep.
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