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Post by Albus Dumbledore on Oct 7, 2006 13:56:39 GMT -5
OOC: I have appointed the Wizengamot members:
1. Albus Dumbledore
2. Isabella Rothschild
3. Claudia Morley
4. Voltaire Rothschild
5. Erasmus Craven
6. Greta Weiss
7. Emily Alchemia
8. Crystal Jacobs
9. Tyler Jackson
10. Alastor Domino
11. Tom Tiddler
12. Carrie Wright
The trial should begin here.
BIC: Dumbledore arrived at the large courtroom. As always, he was the first to arrive. He walked around and made a quick check to make sure that everything was in perfect order. The trial would begin soon. He hated that it had come to this, but he felt fairly confident that things would be OK for the girl, given the circumstances.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 7, 2006 14:15:51 GMT -5
Voltaire woke that morning feeling a dread. That Halloween was so terrible, how the minister was able to silence the up roar that should of erupted was just strange. He was dressed in a black suit, blood red vest and black cravat. He also wore a short top hat and had a cane at his side. He entered the courtroom and tipped his hat to Dumbledore and gave him a hopeful smile.
"maybe today will be her day?" he asked walking toward Albus
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 7, 2006 14:23:53 GMT -5
Isabella was feeling particularly fat and frumpy that morning when she woke up. Her belly was visibly rounded from the baby, and she felt she'd added an extra 20 pounds of water weight overnight. She dressed in an extra baggy robe that felt more like a tent, and tried to make her hair and makeup look impeccable to make up for the unflattering appearance of her figure beneath the robe. Finally she slipped on a pair of sensible shoes and headed out to the trial, feeling more like a blimp than a woman. She walked in and lowered herself into one of the chairs, which wasn't easy because of the ache in her back. She saw Voltaire talking to Dumbledore but said nothing.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 7, 2006 14:30:48 GMT -5
Voltaire saw Isa out of the corner of his eye, but stayed talking with Dumbledore. " Do you think Craven will use his influence to get Elle kissed?" He knew that it was stacked against her, she attacked a professor, Deatheater or no, in front of students and other Professors. He was worried over so many things, His head wasn't a fun place to be at the moment.
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Post by Albus Dumbledore on Oct 7, 2006 14:41:07 GMT -5
Dumbledore frowned. "I'm not sure. I have hope that this will go well for her, but I can't be sure. I don't know some of the people on the Wizengamot, as they have only recently been appointed. I remember most of them from Hogwarts, but I still can't be sure of how they are now. I feel better knowing that you and Isabella and Emily are here, though. Not only did the three of you witness the attack, but I know I can trust you to be fair. Craven... Fair is not in his vocabulary. But I don't know how strong his influence is on anyone other than his assistant, Ms. Weiss."
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Post by Claudia Morley on Oct 7, 2006 14:59:53 GMT -5
Claudia walked into the courtroom, looking elegant and stylish as always. She spotted a familiar face and smiled to herself. She strolled over to Isabella. "Isabella!" she gushed in an insincere tone. "So good to see you, cousin. Your hair looks lovely, as always. But I've got to tell you, that robe is very unflattering. I'm really shocked to see that you've let yourself go like that. What have you been up to these days?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 7, 2006 15:24:24 GMT -5
Voltaire nodded and then noticed a stunning woman enter the courtroom and make a b-line strait for Isabella. He bristled at the site of her. Who ever she was he didn't like her. Pretty as she may be, she gave him the vibe of someone with bad intentions. Voltaire lowered his voice "I think we might have a verbal battle to remember Albus." giving a slight gesture to the woman that had just walked in.
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Post by Erasmus Craven on Oct 7, 2006 17:03:08 GMT -5
Erasmus entered the courtroom in dark dress, a Formal cloak and metals adorned him. He walked with grandeur and decorum toward Isabella. "Ah, Hello Dearest, I see that you are" he paused for a moment looking at her misshapen form" Well."
He paused and removed his cloak and floated it toward his seat and turned back to Isabella and her companion. " I do hope our...parting will be better than the previous" he said giving her his customary piercing look
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 7, 2006 17:31:20 GMT -5
Isabella frowned deeply as she was accosted by two of her least favorite people. This was not what she needed today. She turned on her cousin Claudia with an icy smile. "Oh, Claudia, so good to see you, too," she said, her voice thick with sarcasm. "I haven't let myself go, as you put it so delicately, I am pregnant. And yes, I'm happy about it. So, how have you been? Murder any husbands lately?" She turned to Erasmus. "My husband is standing not ten feet away, and if you so much as breathe heavily in my presence, he'll flay you alive. That is, if I don't do it first."
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Post by Greta Weiss on Oct 7, 2006 17:31:34 GMT -5
Greta left her office in her tailored crimson robes (it looks more like a fitted dress suit with small bell sleeves) and a moderatly brimmed hat. Her dagger like heels sounded as she walked firmly into the court room and made straight for Erasmus and the traitor...there were sure to be more of them. She spotted that Voltaire man and sneered at him as she finished walking toward him. "We should find our seats Erasmus." she said forcefully and pulled him away from that woman and her companion.
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Post by Albus Dumbledore on Oct 7, 2006 17:42:36 GMT -5
Dumbledore smiled. "I'd lay odds on your wife, Voltaire," he said. But he frowned to himself. Claudia Morley was one of the members he was particularly worried about. She was the kind of person who appeared to be respectable in public, but secretly he knew she had some dark connections. She also was known for being very persuasive. She could definitely pose a problem for Elle.
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Post by Claudia Morley on Oct 7, 2006 17:54:06 GMT -5
Claudia sniffed. "Pregnant... well, I must be honest, Izzie, I never thought you'd be the motherly type. But I guess people change. As for my husband's death, you know perfectly well that was an accident. Poor Isaac was always so terribly clumsy. He simply lost his balance on the top of the stairs. I can't believe you'd bring up those dreadful rumors at a time like this." She tossed her head, trying to look insulted.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 7, 2006 18:03:49 GMT -5
"She has a mean look to her." said Voltaire glaring at the woman. "I think Isa can take her." he said smiling smugly feeling pround of his wife and her skill. "Besides, I won't pretend that I'm not above hexing her behind her back should she even blink funny at her...and she just sniffed at her!" he said feeling very protective suddenly.
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Post by Albus Dumbledore on Oct 7, 2006 18:12:32 GMT -5
"I think Isabella may well hex her right to her face," Dumbledore grinned. "You've got yourself an incredible woman, Voltaire. She's not one to be trifled with, that's for sure." He patted him on the shoulder. "I have some preparations to do, I'll be back in a bit."
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 7, 2006 18:15:36 GMT -5
"Oh, right, forgive me," Isabella said sweetly. "I forgot all about the terrible trauma you had to endure when you were standing at the top of the stairs with your poor husband and you stood idly... I mean helplessly, by while he lost his balance and tumbled down the stairs head over heels. How awful it must have been, after you'd only been married three months."
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Post by Claudia Morley on Oct 7, 2006 18:22:39 GMT -5
Claudia's eyes sparked. "Well, you may look different and you may be the very picture of domestic bliss, but I see you're still the same old Izzie. You always acted like you knew so much more than anyone else. Well, you profess to love your husband so much, is it so unreasonable to assume I might have loved my husband? Honestly, to even imply what you're implying... it's outrageous." She stood up. "But we shouldn't dwell on old arguments. We're family, Izzie, and family should stick together, shouldn't it? I can even try to put in a good word for you with the Dark Lord, and maybe he won't have you killed." She smiled nastily, then walked away and sat down on the other side of the room, near Greta and Erasmus.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 8, 2006 0:11:54 GMT -5
Isabella dearly wished she had something heavy to throw at Claudia. Hateful woman! She considered charming one of the gargoyles on the ledge near the ceiling to come after her, but thought better of it. Instead all she could do was yell after her, "And don't call me Izzie, Claud!" She hated more than anything to let a loathesome woman like that get the last word. Claudia may have been her cousin, but she was no friend.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 8, 2006 0:41:37 GMT -5
Voltaire marched towards Isa and didn't wait till that woman named cud "what did that viper have to say to you?" he asked as he slid is hat off and set it on the side of the chair Isa was sitting in.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 8, 2006 0:53:24 GMT -5
Isabella shook her head. "You mean my cousin?" she said in an annoyed tone. "Oh, nothing, she's just being her usual b*tchy self. Honestly, I don't even want to waste a second thought on her." She leaned up and kissed him full on the mouth. "I guess I didn't tell you I had a cousin, did I? Well, she's not exactly someone I'm proud to be related to. She's more like my mother's daughter than I could ever be."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 8, 2006 1:06:09 GMT -5
"MMm" said Voltaire as she kissed him "Well then she can deal with the white elephant that is your mother." he said sitting down. "I'm sure you, Emily, Albus and I are going to fight tooth and nail for Elle then...thoes three are enough as it is!" he said glaring at the three of them.
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