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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on May 10, 2006 22:43:06 GMT -5
Voltaire smiled, "NO! if i had given you a potion you wouldn't even have said you wanted to get away!" he pulled her closer and kissed her again. he was reeling with emotions. almost all of them were good! "You've made me the most insanly happy man on the planet...I don't know what i did to deserve you." he said sincerely.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on May 10, 2006 22:53:16 GMT -5
She didn't say anything for a long time. She didn't trust her words, so she just let him hold her. She couldn't believe this was happening, not after all this time. Once she had dreamed about nights like this, but those dreams, like every other one she'd ever had, had faded away, unfulfilled and forgotten. She was caught up in it now, and she had lost all will to fight it, afraid that if she walked away now, it would all fade away into oblivion.
"How do I know this isn't just a dream?" she whispered. "That I won't wake up and this will never have happened?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on May 11, 2006 0:01:41 GMT -5
"There's no way I'm a dream of yours, wouldn't i be a pipe dream or something! How do i know that you won't disapper? that you won't go to ignoring me?" he said witha smile in his face
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on May 11, 2006 9:29:00 GMT -5
She smiled back. "You don't," she replied mysteriously. She put her hand on his cheek. "Listen, I hate for this night to end, but I must get back to the castle. Will you walk me to the door?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on May 11, 2006 18:39:35 GMT -5
"Yes my dearest!" he said hooking is arm in hers, then kissing her hand. "And i do hope, that your use of allusion is poor at best!" he said giving her a snuffle kiss on her neck just be below her ear as they reached the doors to the castle
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on May 11, 2006 19:07:25 GMT -5
She kissed him. "If you just happen to be at the Three Broomsticks tomorrow at 9:00, I might just happen to be there," she said, smiling.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on May 11, 2006 19:28:37 GMT -5
" Then I just might have to be there!" he said as she stepped inside and left him standing on the stairs. He turned and looked up at the sky and gave a whoop of joy and Skipped all the way out of the grounds *occassionaly running/jumping*
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