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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 27, 2006 22:53:49 GMT -5
Marie smiled and said "He probably wants you to get to know us... Your staying for the Holiday aren't you? " she said smiling. "What about you? What have done in your life?" it was at this point that Marie looked at Isabella from head to toe and stopped at her neck. "How did you come across that?" she asked, she turned and looked at her husband who had noticed it too. to which Évariste smiled and said
"When did he give you that?"
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 27, 2006 23:00:17 GMT -5
"Yes, we're planning to stay," Isabella said, smiling. She put her hand up to her neck when they mentioned the necklace. "Voltaire gave it to me. If he had told me sooner that he'd taken it from you without asking first, I would have insisted we come sooner." She shook her head. "He gave it to me pretty early on in our relationship... In fact, it was the night I first told him that I loved him. I haven't taken it off since." She sipped her tea and felt herself becoming more and more at ease. These were good people, not cold and judgemental like her own parents.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 27, 2006 23:12:25 GMT -5
Marie Skipit looked at her Husband and said "Oh aye!" she looked like she would weep and embraced her husband, how in turn looked at Isabella and said "Gods have found it fit to answer my prayers! You Madam have single handedly saved our son!" he said giving her the same lopsided smile Voltaire gave him. "We worried so much about him, He had visited sporadically, he had become convinced of not having a heart! being Evil!" he said as his wife pulled away from him to dab her eyes.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 27, 2006 23:19:49 GMT -5
Isabella was touched. She reached across the table and took Marie's hand. "He saved me, too," she said. "I guess we really saved each other. I was.... not a nice person before. I had a rough childhood and I took it out on the world. My life was cold and empty and since I met him, it's been filled with joy and laughter and love and family."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 27, 2006 23:34:12 GMT -5
Marie smiled and put down her tea cup, and walked around the coffee table and embraced her daughter in law. "Oh and here me trying to not cry! Oh that boy. he's always done the silliest things. We never had a chance for another child, so I think maybe we let him have his way too often... really I should be furious that he stole that from me, And we weren't invited to your wedding! Oh Please tell me you took pictures." she asked to which her husband cut in and asked.
"Why such a hasty marriage? It seems you were only just dating" he said giving her another grin.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 27, 2006 23:42:56 GMT -5
"I do apologize for not remembering to invite you to the wedding," Isabella said. "I was dealing with some issues involving my own parents, who are not nearly as kind and welcoming as you, and it never occurred to me to make sure you were invited, since my own were definitely not invited." She looked over at her father in law. "I know it seems we married in a hurry, and I guess we did. It was just that we were so certain that we wanted to spend our lives together that we wanted to start right away. We do have some pictures, but we were also thinking that maybe we could hold a smaller ceremony for just family. At the time of the wedding, we didn't even have rings, so I used the necklace as a ring. We could do it properly this time."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 28, 2006 22:38:22 GMT -5
"That Necklace has been in my family for many years now. It has a Powerful protection charm on it... No doubt, he's told you he has poor charms at the best of his abilities."Said Évariste. "You really must mean very much to him. He's never been ah...well typical. In school he always did well enough, I worried about him. You seem to be the exact oppisite of him. A smaller wedding, amongst family would be much aprciated." he said and he gazed at the dorway in which his son left. "I've been proud of him, I don't think I ever told him that." he said looking back at Isabella. "I think he made the right choice." he said.
Marie looked at her husband and then at the doorway, she smiled and turned to Isabella "When he was five, He had a teddy bear. Just a regular Teddy, He still has it in his room" she said smiling, she looked back at the doorway expecting to see her son beet red. But he remained hidden. Which she found odd, but didn't pay much attention to it.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 28, 2006 22:47:31 GMT -5
Isabella smiled, feeling her heart swell with love for her husband. "He means a lot to me, too," she said softly. "I know he's not typical. That's what I love about him. I used to call him bizarre, and he said that's when he knew he loved me." She finished her tea and set the cup down. "So, tell me, why do you call him 'Button?'"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 28, 2006 23:13:19 GMT -5
"When he was a baby, he couldn't pronounce 'button' he said 'abun' I started calling him button, he liked it so I kept saying it, until of course he started going to school. then I couldn't even call him Vol, He even went so far and "losing" his pet rat. The children were very mean to him." she said remembering holidays when he would be so dejected."He never let it get to him, which I always found amazing." she said looking at Isabella. Voltaire choose this moment to walk back into the room and he sat down on the other side of his wife and held her.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 28, 2006 23:24:57 GMT -5
Isabella put her arm around Voltaire and gave him a squeeze. "The kids were mean to you, darling?" she said, looking at him sympathetically. She leaned up and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, then turned back to her in-laws. "I didn't go to Hogwarts," she said. "I grew up in Germany, and so I went to Durmstrang. I was a very bitter and angry girl and I was mean to people to keep them away. Mostly everyone in my school was terrified of me, if you can believe it. I really have changed a lot since I met Voltaire. So I just wanted you to know, you did something right with him. He has a good heart and I'm incredibly lucky he decided to share it with me." She smiled first at them, and then up at her husband.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 28, 2006 23:38:45 GMT -5
Voltaire smiled a little and leaned his head towards Isabella, "Yeah." he said in a voice that was soft. He didn't remember being called button. Maybe it was just normal memory loss, he had been very small. He didn't mind being a button now remembering being called "Vole", "But that's alright, I got you." he said in a more normal tone. His father stood up and walked over to his wife and placed a hand on her shoulder. He felt happy that his son was happy. He still thought maybe there was more they weren't saying, but he swore to his wife that he wouldn't believe a word her relatives said, even if they were dead now.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 29, 2006 20:56:12 GMT -5
Isabella reached up and touched his cheek. She could sense he was having some memory problems and she knew he was upset about it, but she didn't want to worry his parents. "So, darling, do you think we should tell them our other news now?" she asked gently, and turned to give his parents a smile.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 29, 2006 21:14:46 GMT -5
Voltaire smiled and looked at his father then turned to Isabella. "I think in another moment. I just wanted to say, I know I've been a little more than distant with the both of you," he said still avoiding his parents gaze "I Know I don't say it often, but I do love you too." he said finally looking up. His father looked at him and nodded, seemingly unable to speak. His mother smiled and opened her arms to him, He pecked his wife on the cheek and kneeled before his mother and hugged her.
while still being held by his mum he turned to Isa and smiled and said "I think we can tell them now" and the smile quickly became a grin.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 29, 2006 21:23:20 GMT -5
Isabella felt tears burning in her eyes. How many times had she wished to be part of such a loving family? And now, at last, she was. She knew Voltaire had needed to say those words as much as his parents had needed to hear them. She brushed away a tear and smiled happily. "We're starting a family," she said. "We're adopting Rori and Anna... and we're also having a baby!" She put her hand on her stomach and smiled at them both.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 29, 2006 21:44:51 GMT -5
Marie gasped and looked at her son and then to her daughter in law. " A baby? and the girls?" His father looked ashen and said "who are you and what have you done to my son?"
Voltaire stood and grinned "I force fed him aging potion." and he grinned again, "You know for my wedding I even thought of removing my pircings...like I said, i thought about it! and nearly forgot my shoes!" he said as some colour returned to his fathers face.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 29, 2006 21:52:30 GMT -5
Isabella smiled at them. She had already smiled so much today that her face hurt, but she never wanted to stop. "The funny thing is, he thought about having children long before I even considered the idea," Isabella said. "And when found out I was pregnant, I was scared to death. To tell you the truth, I still am. But seeing you two, and how much you love your son... it helps a lot. Before I had no idea what to do... only what not to do. Now I can see what good parents look like." She reached across the table and took Marie's hand. "It was also his idea to adopt the girls... we've all become very close, since we spend so much time together at Hogwarts. They're coming later, by the way," she added.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 29, 2006 22:14:04 GMT -5
Both of Voltaire's parents looked at him and his mother piped up. "You've gotten a fair amount of strange notions in your head!" to this Voltaire grinned and said
"It just took the right person." and stepped backwards to be next to his wife. " The girls are coming via another portkey. Anna's been a little sulky, but I can guess it's normal, They've both been through a good deal..." he said looking sadly at his mother.
Marie looked down and said "I couldn't change who they were, I couldn't so much as influence them in the slightest. " she said sadly.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 29, 2006 22:33:31 GMT -5
"What I've learned," Isabella said gently, "is that you can't change a person unless they want to be changed. And you can't be changed to something you're not. I was a very bitter and angry person, but deep inside there was a part of me that wanted something to care about, a part that was wounded and wanted to be healed. To be loved. Voltaire did that for me. But some people just can't be changed." She smiled again. "Rori and Anna should be here soon. Did you need any help with anything, Marie?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Aug 29, 2006 22:57:26 GMT -5
Marie looked at Isabella and said "You are every wise. But it doesn't take away the sting, they were after all my sisters." she said looking sadly for a moment but then smiling she said. "It will be nice to have the house full again."
Voltaire stood and said "Come on! we should all go into the kitchen, the parlor is for chumps anyway." and he turned to leave the room, meanwhile his father said said "Never mind, you are my son, it just took longer for me to recognize it."
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Aug 29, 2006 23:03:17 GMT -5
Isabella stood and put her arms around her husband. "You go on to the kitchen, we'll be in there in a minute. I just need a moment alone with your son, if that's OK?"
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