Wedding

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Mara walked in discreetly, sitting next to Kira in the back, only becasue she was the only one she knew there, besides the bridesmaid, Rori. She liked weddings, but receptions were too much to handle, plus she would have to meet a bunch of new people...

[Rori Logan]

Rori ran up to Professor Dumbledore, seeing as he was the first person she saw. She almost fell in heels, but she mantained her posture, and luckly she didn't fall. "We're ready." she said smiling.

[Isabella Rothschild]

Isabella stood in the hallway just beyond the grand ballroom in her wedding dress. Her wedding was about to begin and she began to shake nervously. What if something went wrong? What if he changed his mind? What if...

She forced all these thoughts out of her mind and tried to concentrate on the moment when Dumbledore would declare her and Voltaire husband and wife.

[Rori Logan]

Rori walked back to where Isabelle and everyone else was. She decided not to run, since running in heels was difficult, at least for her. Rori smiled at Isabelle. "Don't be nervous. Everything will be okay." she said to Isabelle.

[Isabella Rothschild]

"I hope so," Isabella murmured. "Remind me to give Severus some extra house points for this potion. Otherwise I'm sure I'd be throwing up now...."

[Rori Logan]

"I'll remind you." said Rori smiling. Rori gave her another hug. "I promise everything will go okay. So just breathe and yeah, I don't know what else to tell you." said Rori honestly.

[Isabella Rothschild]

Isabella smiled. "I'm so glad you're going to be my daughter, Rori. Before... when I wasn't such a nice person... you had a way of getting to me that the other students didn't. Just like your cousin."

[Rori Logan]

Rori smiled. "I've been told something similar to that before. Except for the 'just like your cousin' part and 'not a nice person' part. I'm glad you're going to be my mother as well."

[Isabella Rothschild]

Isabella hugged her again. "If it wasn't for you getting us back together after our first fight, this day might not ever have happened. So thank you, Rori, for everything." She looked around impatiently. "OK, come on, can we get this thing going already?" she said.

[Rori Logan]

Rori grinned. "It's my speciality." Rori looked around. "Jeez Voltaire takes forever."

[Voltaire Rothschild]

Voltaire stood ready at the alter, Vincent at his side and he still felt his stomach rolling around his gut. "it's ok, it's ok, she's going to walk d..down the aisle...yeah " he muttered to himself and and moved from foot to foot and looked at Vincent, as if he could help.

[Vincent Corrigan]

Vincent patted him on the arm. "Hey, don't worry, pal, she'll show up. She's come this far with you, I don't think she'll back out now." He looked up and spotted Natalie, the flower girl, near the door. "I think we're about to start," he said. "Just relax."

[Voltaire Rothschild]

Voltaire let out a little sound half way between a whine and a sigh. He was right, he Spotted the flower girl and Rori. Things were going well. he didn't have to be afraid, this was Isa! Vincent was right he was nervous for no reason. He took a deep breath and waited to see her.

[Isabella Rothschild]

Isabella began freaking out. "Oh, no... what if he doesn't show up? What if he changed his mind? I talked him into this, it was my idea, marriage wasn't even on his mind..." She began to pace nervously.

[Voltaire Rothschild]

Voltaire waited, It felt like it was never going to start, or end!
"To Hell with this! " he shouted losing all patience and he stompped down the aisle himself and opened the door. "Are you going to walk down that aisle and be my wife, or do i have to go back to my room and wail my heart out?" he asked at frist angrily, then about half way into it, his voice fell and he really did feel like up and crying. "You don't want to do this..do you?" he asked already feeling heartbroken.

[Isabella Rothschild]

Just the sight of him eased every fear that had been rushing through her. She barely heard a word he said... none of it mattered. He was here! In response, she grabbed him and kissed him. "Of course I still want to marry you!" she cried, touching his cheek with one hand. "More than anything. You... you still want to marry me, right? I... I didn't force you into this, did I?"

[Voltaire Rothschild]

"NO!" he said feeling relived that she still wanted to marry him. "I didn't pressure you did I? Was it too soon? I bet it was too soon." he said feeling guilty that he had implied on pressuring her into something so big so soon.

[Isabella Rothschild]

"No, of course not. I love you... I just want to be your wife." She kissed him softly and felt every fear and worry slip from her mind. "Now get back in there so I can walk down the aisle like a proper bride! Go!" She shooed him away with her hands and tried to sound stern, but she was laughing.

[Voltaire Rothschild]

Voltaire walked back to the alter feeling happy and yet still waiting for it to be over! he had a large smile stuck on his face and said dumbly to Vincent "she still wants to marry me"

[Isabella Rothschild]

Isabella sighed with relief. He still wanted to marry her! "Come on, people, let's get this show on the road!" She clapped her hands together.