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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 21:35:51 GMT -5
"It's alright Isa, I prefer this then to be sitting by your bedside." he said and he relaxed as he felt her fingers brush against his body. He was safe thanks to her.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 21:38:18 GMT -5
She finished taking off his jacket and vest and had loosened his shirt. "Are you comfortable?" she asked worriedly. "Do you need anything else? A drink maybe? Does it hurt anywhere? Just let me help you."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 21:53:45 GMT -5
Voltaire sighed, he was glad to be free of his coat and vest. "actually could you try that salve on my arms and back? it feels like i was thrown from a horse..." he said. He shut his eyes and sighed "We have to tell Dumbledore of what the Dark lord intended to do." he said feeling the wieght of what he did for that bastard.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 21:57:54 GMT -5
Isabella nodded. "OK, can you sit up?" She helped him to sit up and she took his shirt off the rest of the way. Then she began to rub the salve over his arms first. The stuff smelled horrible, but she didn't care. "We'll talk to Dumbledore as soon as you're strong enough, OK?" She sighed. "I hate that he did this to you... I hate HIM! To think how loyal I used to be to him... but he's not brilliant... he's just crazy!"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:07:26 GMT -5
"Your not the only one that thinks he's a crazy bastard!"Voltaire hissed as he sat up. That salve smelled to high heaven but it loosened his muscles and he relaxed even further. "Isa, i think you have to be the strongest magic potion in the world. i don't think it would be working half as well if someone else was doing this." he said with a small smile.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:12:05 GMT -5
She kissed him softly. "I love you so much... it was killing me to watch him do that to you..." She moved so she was sitting behind him, so she could rub the salve onto his back. "Voltaire, I have something to tell you..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:28:54 GMT -5
"Yes love?" Voltaire was a little worried about what she had to say. sometimes he felt she could crumble his world, possibly rip out his heart, But he took a deep breath and held it. whatever she had to say, he knew it wasn't going to be that she supported the dark lord!
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:34:53 GMT -5
"Do you remember the night we met? When you confessed your charms disability to me and then I confessed I'd never killed anyone, but I had tortured people before?" She took a deep breath and moved over on the bed so she was facing him. "I lied. Not about not killing anyone... that was true. I mean about the torture. I've never tortured anyone, either. I won't perform the Cruciatus Curse ever... because my father used to use it on me when I was a child and I misbehaved. I can't even watch it being performed. That... that's why I froze when he started doing it to you. I tried to be brave, but watching that... it was killing me..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:40:33 GMT -5
Voltaire felt his heart ache for her. He wrapped his arms around her, despite the smelling salve on his arms, and whispered "You know, I don't think your weaker for never having done that Isa, Your father did terrible things to you and i want you to know that I don't blame you for a second of this" he said and he kissed her neck. "Thank you for telling me" he said. Her trust in him touched him deeply.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:50:36 GMT -5
She kissed him back. "Now you know why I couldn't forgive him... it was also his idea for me to join with Voldemort... he met him before I did and told me I should join him... he always made me feel that if I didn't, he'd be disappointed in me... That was why I thought I couldn't leave." There were tears in her eyes as she held him closer. "I... I feared going before him again... I was afraid I'd find myself back under his spell; that he would find a way to woo me back... but the second he put that curse on you, I realized what a fool I'd been for ever believing in him at all. And when he ordered me to kill you... I didn't even have to think. I would have killed him if I thought I had enough power... but there was never a thought of killing you. I'd sooner have killed myself. I'll never know how I found the strength to get us out of there..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:58:12 GMT -5
"I don't blame you for not forgiving him now Isa, He's a sad man that has nothing now, But your strength Isa saved your whole family." he said as he held her "I don't think he ever would of wooed you back." he said having faith her strength.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 23:05:50 GMT -5
She put her arms around him and held him close to her. "I was so loyal for so long.... it was like I was brainwashed. But I'm finally thinking for myself now. I know what's important now. You and the girls and the baby. I'd do anything to protect you..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 23:21:31 GMT -5
"And I would do anything to protect you and our family." he said into her hair. "I love you Isabella" and kissed her deeply.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 23:27:16 GMT -5
"And I love you," she whispered back, running her hands over his back lightly. "But you really should rest now... You need to keep up your strength. The curse can rebound on you sometimes, especially when you're under it for as long as you were." She pulled away and stood up, helping him to lie back down, then covering him with the blankets. "There, are you comfortable?" she asked. "Anything you need, just name it."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 23:30:14 GMT -5
"I need a warm Isabella, Preferably on my left side." he said smiling sleepily. he then scooted over so she can climb in with him.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 23:34:47 GMT -5
"As you wish," she said, smiling. She climbed up on the bed next to him and laid down, curling up against him. She still was worried about everything that had happened and what she feared might happen next, but for now, she just wanted to be with him and forget about everything else. She leaned her head on his shoulder and sighed contentedly.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 28, 2006 23:47:42 GMT -5
A few hours passed in blissful oblivion, then a pain recoiled from Voltaires' stomache and his arms and legs clenched with pain. He managed a choked version of Isabella's name. then he felt the pain tumble from very nerve in his body.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 28, 2006 23:50:50 GMT -5
Isabella jerked awake as she felt him convulsing again. "Poppy!" she yelled. "We need some help out here!" She scrambled off the bed and stood next to it, bending over him and holding onto his shoulders, trying to keep his convulsions under control.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 29, 2006 0:16:00 GMT -5
Voltaire felt Isa hold him down and he felt tears sting his eyes. He tried to force his body to stop convulsing. 'I'm not in pain! I'm not in pain' he tried to shout at himself, but he felt the blood in his veins burn.
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Post by Madam Poppy Pomfrey on Jul 29, 2006 0:19:44 GMT -5
Madam Pomfrey ran into the room and saw them there. "Oh, dear, is he having some rebound effects?" She walked over and put a hand on his forehead. He was sweating heavily. She shook her head. "Who did this to him? It was a very powerful version of the spell... if it had been on him much longer it would have killed him!" She took out her wand and touched it to the center of his chest and murmured an incantation, causing the tremors to stop. "There," she said. "I've stopped the muscle contractions, but he's still probably in a lot of pain. I'll go get more of the potion." She hurried out of the room.
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