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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 4, 2006 15:22:32 GMT -5
Isabella felt a tear in her eye as Rori kissed her on the forehead and left the room. "Bye, Rori, be careful," she said. She blinked up at Voltaire. "She really likes me... and I never did anything to deserve it. Even my own mother wouldn't kiss me on the forehead when I was sick."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 4, 2006 21:08:58 GMT -5
Voltaire shut the door after Rori left and went back where Isa was lying down
"Well your mother's a moron! Sorry Isa, but you can't expect me to think your mother has it right in her head, if she couldn't see what a beautiful" Voltaire paused to kiss her "Wonderful" another kiss "Amazing woman she had for a dautgher." he said sitting back down and holding her hands.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 4, 2006 21:24:27 GMT -5
Isabella sighed happily and looked up at him, her sleepy eyes shining with love. "Thank you. For finding me, for loving me... for being you." She squeezed his hands. "I know my mother was a horrible woman. I always thought I was just like her. I'm glad to say I'm not." She sighed. "When I'm feeling better, I have some things I need to do. I was going to do them myself, but they'll be easier with you there. Will you help me?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 4, 2006 21:31:28 GMT -5
"You know the answer will always be yes....unless of course your going to risk life, limb, or something else that's really important." he said seriously. "You should rest, and i should really think about what i'm going to teach these kids! I have no idea where to start with them!" he said sheepishly.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 4, 2006 21:38:15 GMT -5
"I want to take you to meet my parents," she said softly. "Not because I think you would like to meet them, but because I need to face them and tell them they don't have any power over me. That I have someone to love, who loves me back." She sighed. "The other thing is easy compared to that... I need to talk to Dumbledore." Her eyes were getting very heavy now, but she leaned up and kissed him anyway. "Don't worry about your class, darling. You'll be great." She closed her eyes then, and soon she was asleep.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 4, 2006 22:26:16 GMT -5
Voltaire let her drift off to sleep. the thought of meeting her parents felt like eating a lemon...Unpleasent, and with the great risk of oral damage, But he would suck it up and be a man. he can handle her parents! the worst they could be is be older verison of Jake, but he doubted anyone with that kind of IQ could have the ability to spawn the love of his life.
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