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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Sept 30, 2006 1:48:02 GMT -5
Voltaire looked at the tree and said..." Well it's nice...but rather too fat, how about that one that's a bit more... slender?" he said pointing to the tree Rori and previously said no to. Evariste smiled and said "It doesn't matter, I'll only take the one you all agree on!" with that he took Voltaire by the arm and said to him in a hushed voice. "I know your mothers' told you that I forgive you...But you must also realize that I do so grudgingly...But I still have faith in you...Seeing you talk and interact with Isabella...It shows me you've changed." he said and Voltaire could only nod. They stopped the serious talk then.
"Oh my, she's darling!" Marie cooed as she saw the shy little girl edge toward the side of the picture. "Your gown was perfect for you! and what a novel idea! having the maids in the same cut gown but in different colours! have you seen some of the Muggle dresses? they are absolutely monstrous! I saw one just recently in the village that looked more like an over iced cake than a woman!" she said glad that Isabella wasn't fond of ribbons and ruffles and beads in abundance.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 1, 2006 1:49:07 GMT -5
Isabella smiled. "She is cute, isn't she? Poor thing is very troubled, though. She has an unusual power and it bothers her very much. She's an Empath, so she often has visions and dreams. Empaths can feel the pain of the world around them, too, and I think it puts a lot of pressure on her. It was nice to see her not worrying about things for once." At the mention of the frilly wedding dresses some muggle women wore, she cringed. "I know, they really can be ridiculous, can't they? All ruffles and lace and big poofy skirts with bows and things? Yeah, I'm just not the lace and ruffle type. I suppose it's fine for some women, but you'd never catch me dressing that way!" she laughed as she turned the page. "Oh, there's Vincent, the best man. He gave Voltaire some weird hair gel to style his hair with and it made him smell like coconuts!"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 1, 2006 19:57:41 GMT -5
"Oh my lord, He looks positively twitchy, But I must say, his hair looks perfectly." Marie fondly touching a photo of her boy. "You two look adorable." she said smiling happily at the photos.
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Post by Rori Logan on Oct 1, 2006 20:14:36 GMT -5
Rori looked back at the tree that Voltaire had something about and thought about it again, picturing it with all the decor on it. Rori smiled. "I think that, that tree will look good in the house."
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 1, 2006 20:51:20 GMT -5
Isabella smiled. "You know, he did the most shocking thing at the wedding... He was standing with Vincent, waiting for the ceremony to begin, and I guess he got impatient, because he marched back up the aisle, out into the hall, and found me and asked if I still really wanted to marry him! He must have been so panicked that I would back out. But I wouldn't." She touched Marie's arm and looked at her sincerely. "I love your son, Marie. Very much. He taught me what love was. Whatever I did in the past, it was another lifetime ago. I am not that person anymore. I hope you can understand and forgive me."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 1, 2006 22:34:43 GMT -5
"Dearest...I do...Maybe because I see now what it truly means to be sorry for the things one has done. The times over and over my sisters swore they were sorry for doing the things they did...Even to my family...Anna's mother...Imperiod my button when he was late into Hogwarts...He would of succeeded in killing Anna if he hadn't broken out of it, I'm sure he didn't and doesn't understand what she did to him, But seeing you I know that you are. I cannot even picture that woman you were before...because I don't see her in you." she said dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief she flicked into existence.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 1, 2006 22:43:16 GMT -5
Isabella put her arms around Marie. "Do you know... you feel more like my mother than my own ever did. I don't want to make excuses for why I became what I was, and I don't want to blame it on my crappy parents and unhappy childhood, but the truth is, my mother never wanted a child and she didn't love me. My father might have... just a little... but he was very cruel to me nonetheless. Because of them, I was filled with anger and bitterness. I made choices, bad choices, and became convinced that I was something that I really wasn't. The true me, I kept hidden; so well that I didn't even know who I really was. Somehow, Voltaire saw it. I'll never know how or why, but being loved by him and learning how to love in return... it healed the pain and brought me back to my true self." She dabbed at her own eyes. "I'm proud to be part of your family."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 1, 2006 22:52:53 GMT -5
"And I'm so very glad to have you... I think the whole situation with what happened that night really affected him...But I can't be too sure...He was always very good and keeping to himself, which is so strange because he feels very open. And if I'm honest You are only the second woman he's brought home...I think the first one followed him because he didn't seem nearly one tenth and comfortable as he is now with you." she said drying her eyes completely.
"And I'm happy you don't put up with any of his former lifestyle...In fact should it ever wander into your lives kick it on the rear and bid it good day!" she said firmly stamping her foot to punctuate her point.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 1, 2006 23:04:08 GMT -5
"Oh, I will," Isabella said. "I had no idea women threw themselves at him..." She shuddered. "I'm afraid I'm terribly possessive when it comes to him. I've honestly never been in love before, so all of this is very new to me. I can't stand the thought of him with another woman." She twisted her mouth into a sardonic smile. "Meanwhile, I hope that I don't freeze up again, the way I used to be. Or if I do, I hope he'll shake me out of it. I was an ice queen. I pushed everyone away and never let anyone get even remotely close to me."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 1, 2006 23:12:07 GMT -5
Marie waved her hands and said "When Button wants, he can be very charming. I see it in him that he's never going to let you push him away, he'd sooner forget his name!" she said with conviction and said "I hated his womanizing. I know it doesn't seem like it, but I was always pushing him to stop it. but it's so much harder when they wouldn't stop!" she said frowning at the memory of the one that followed him home, she and Evariste joked about it later about how she was a dog that followed him home. she chuckled out loud at that thought.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 1, 2006 23:25:56 GMT -5
"Well, I don't think he'll be doing that anymore," Isabella said. "We're in this together... and we're never letting go. Natalie, the little girl I mentioned earlier, she said that she sees us growing old together. We're going to be together for a long time. Whatever he was like before, he's changed as much as I have." Then she grew serious. "Marie, the reason we told you about our working for.... him... was because we felt we needed to warn you. When we left his service, we didn't do it quietly. We were unmasked at a meeting. I went because I wanted to get information for Dumbledore, and Voltaire went to protect me. But Voldemort... he already knew that we had switched sides. He tortured Voltaire and would likely have killed us both if I hadn't disarmed him and taken off with Voltaire. And now he's sure to have a contract out on us.... and anyone we care about. I couldn't care less what he does to my parents, but you... I want you safe. I've put some protective charms around the house, and I'd like to put up some more before I leave. I just... I wanted you to know..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 2, 2006 22:20:12 GMT -5
"Oh dear...He was tortured?" She said looking worriedly at Isabella. "He seems to have suffered no ill effects...how badly was he hurt?" she asked feeling her heart climb into her throat.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 2, 2006 22:24:56 GMT -5
Isabella didn't want to worry Marie. If Voltaire wanted her to know about his memory problems, it was better to let him tell her instead. "He was hurt pretty badly," she admitted carefully. "He had a few recurrences, sort of like aftershocks. But he's doing better now. I promise you, I took very good care of him. I think he's going to be OK."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 2, 2006 23:01:26 GMT -5
"Heavens bless your soul." said Marie feeling better but still feeling her heart pound " Yes we will also put protections on the house...I'm sure you've seen us preform some spell work." she said snapping her wand sharply again against her palm.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 2, 2006 23:13:42 GMT -5
Isabella smiled and touched Marie's shoulder. "I don't want you to be scared or worried or anything, but just wanted to make sure you were aware and protected," she said. "We're being protected at Hogwarts, mostly. Dumbledore is making sure we're protected." She glanced at the door. "I hope they'll be home soon... I still get a little worried when he's out too long..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 3, 2006 20:33:20 GMT -5
"I'm sure they'll be home soon. He must of suffered very much...being told he was a disappointment... I was very proud of him when he told us, and if i was being truthful I could say that I had already thought he was the dark arts. He could of pretended he skated the edge, but he didn't" she said lying her hankerchief over her mouth and she sighed. "I admire him now...Knowing he protected you and suffered because of it." she said looking back at Isabella.
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Post by Rori Logan on Oct 3, 2006 20:39:14 GMT -5
"I'm ready to go whenever yall are," said Rori. "I'm ready to decorate it," she said with a smile.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 3, 2006 21:10:36 GMT -5
"then we have an accord!" Evariest smiled and he waved his wand and ropes bound the tree like an umbrella, then he cut it with another wave. It began to fall and he charmed it to fall slower, and he shrank it. he walked over to it and put into his pocket and grasped Voltaire's hand. Voltaire smiled and grasped Anna's and Rori grasped hers as well and the four of them apperated back home.
They landed in the back garden and they laughed as Voltaire slipped as he started to walk and he landed on his butt. He laughed and hobbled in through the kitchen's back door and they walked to the parlor.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 3, 2006 21:44:43 GMT -5
"It was hard for him to tell you, but I know he had to do it... he wants to make up for what he did in the past. I'm just glad that--" She stopped as she saw Voltaire walking into the parlor with the girls and his father behind him, carrying the tree. Immediately, she jumped up from her seat and ran to him, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him soundly. "I'm so glad you're back... I missed you..." she gasped between kisses.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 3, 2006 22:07:39 GMT -5
Marie laughed at Isabella's display of affection, she too stood up and kissed Evariste and turned to Voltaire who didn't have the shame to stop kissing his wife and she said "There are CHILDREN present you two!" and she smiled as her husband made a gagging face "And your father." and Voltaire ducked his head, breaking off the last kiss from Isabella and he smiled bashfully.
Evairste set the tree in it's stand and stepped back and released it from the ropes. It unfurled gracefully and it looked magnificent in the parlor. Marie smiled and opened the parlor window, letting in a cold wind and a few snow flurries. She murmured an incantation and small sliver and blue lights flitted into the parlor and began to sway around the tree. "Snow Fey, they live in this area, in spring they turn green and yellow." she said as the last few came in and she shut the window again, sealing this time.
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