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Forever and Always Yours

Chapter Three

"Ugh…where am I?" Everything was blurry. I could barely make out the dark figure sitting in front of me. "You're in London, England at my townhouse for your sister-in-law's season. Would you like to know the year too?" The man meant to be funny. "Yes, please." He gave an exasperated sigh. "It is the 5th of June and the year is 1816. Do you know who I am?" I made an effort to look at him. "Oh, it's only you Potter. Couldn't leave me alone in this lifetime either, huh?" You must know that I was raving, barely out of my headache. Unfortunately, he didn't know that.

"DAMN YOU! You bloody stupid woman! First you put a curse on me and my manhood and then you refuse to remember your own HUSBAND'S name!" That woke me up. "You're…my husband?" My green eyes searched in vain for the lie in his eyes. "Yes, husband madam. Does James Peterson ring a bell?" He stood there glaring at me with bloodshot eyes with bags underneath them. I suspected he stayed up all night watching me. Wow…

"James Peterson. Are you…a wizard also?" He laughed. A nice deep throaty laugh that I would've liked if it didn't have a touch of cynicism in it. I shall have to tell Potter that he doesn't have to pretend to have a deep voice, he'll eventually get it. For moments, I kept staring at this Potter. He was built, but not the macho build. He was still on the skinny side but his muscles looked lean and more…masculine. I guess underneath his robes, I wouldn't have been able to tell, but with his impeccable Englishman clothes….His hair was even more messed up; however, instead of purposely running his hand through his hair to get attention, he did it out of habit. This time he did it out of frustration.

"Yes for god sakes and you're a witch too! And no one in this household save for your sister-in-law and the butler who are magical themselves know that." He put his hands into fists to keep himself from choking me and took a deep breath. I was starting to feel sorry for him. He deserves it…the other soul thought. "Look Lillian. You got what you wanted. I wanted you; you wanted to please your family. Now your parents are dead and I can't get an heir from you. So, we divorce, it's the perfect solution."

Suddenly, I felt very hot and the other soul in my body seemed to be throwing a fit at him. It must be Lillian's soul. Wow, she hates him more than I do. "Isn't that a disgrace to women during these times? Divorce?" His eyes gave the impression that he didn't care if I was boiled in hot water for two hours. I have never seen Potter loathe me so much. All the other times, his eyes would be pleading or twinkling with laughter and haughtiness. What did I do to make him hate me so much?

"I will send you the divorce papers. Clearly you're not in the mood for serious matters as you usually were." Potter/Peterson made a move to leave. "No! Please, tell me. I have amnesia from a potion I made. Haha…must've added the wrong ingredient. Was trying to make a sleeping draught you know." I don't know how good that lie must've been, but he seemed to buy it.

"Wow, Lillian Everts making a mistake in potions? I seem to remember you achieving two O's for Potions during OWLS. Doesn't matter, at least I know I married someone human." I frowned. "Very well, I will 'refresh' your memory. You and I were married because your parents needed the money for their failing estate. Your titles aren't worth much without your precious galleons are they?" He wanted to hurt me. I wanted to whack the smirk off his face. I assume he wasn't as well titled then. Merely a rich bastard.

"Anyways, I married you and from the first night of our marriage, you cursed me and…" His eyes were dangerously dark. I was almost afraid to ask. "And…?" He went and slammed the wardrobe. I shuddered. "I couldn't make you mine." He growled. "I don't understand Lillian, how could do this to me? I did everything to make you happy and…" A man's pride meant a lot to them like a child to its mother. And this man was a Gryffindor, known for bravery and courage. It must be just as humiliating for him as to this Lillian for getting divorced.

Slowly, my wall of hatred began to crack, just a tiny bit. I still hated him, but I couldn't help but reach out to touch him. He moved away in time. "Doesn't matter. We're divorcing now. It would help if you could comply instead of acting like a complete idiot and taking potions to make yourself handicapped so that I would have to stay married to you." I never thought of that…Lillian's soul said.

Maybe this was why I was so unhappy. I hurt this poor man for my own selfish reasons and am being punished. Well now that I am here, I'm going to try and fix it. "Jamie…" I called to him lovingly. It's easy acting like you're craving for love when it's real. "Let's try again. I'm so sorry. I didn't know that I hurt you so much. I have been stupid and selfish. I don't know what was wrong with me. I…Forgive me." I pleaded with my eyes.

Jamie/James' eyes stared back, quiet. "So, you want me again do you?" He leaned so close, our noses were almost touching. He was still smirking. "Do you miss how I make you feel?" He put his hand on my cheek. Instantly, I seemed to be on fire. Images of red hot passionate scenes flew before me.

"Yes." I wasn't acting anymore. "Say that again." He whispered, his lips moving very close to mine, my eyes closed. "Yes." My voice broke. I wanted to jump on him and rip apart his clothes and lick him and teeth him everywhere. (A/N I know who might like this scene) "Say you want me." He softly kissed me. "I…" He kissed my neck. "Say it…" "I…I want…you." Suddenly I was all over him. Hungrily kissing him all over as he was kissing me. It was as if a fire was ignited and our touch was fuelling it further. I hated him but I knew I couldn't survive without him.

As my hands reached lower to feel him, there was no reaction. Instantly, I was off him in a flash, his wand pointing right at me. "Don't make me hex you Everts." And I knew from the look in his eye he meant it. I was still shuddering from the experience. Being a two virgin-ed soul woman made me feel twice as curious and anxious. "Did I do that?" I must find out how that spell works! Shawn Zabini Blaise would certainly deserve this!

"Yes. I'm certain it's you. You're the only woman… I can't do it with." I've never felt so rejected in my life. "I'm sorry. But maybe we could figure out some way to…"

"NO! I don't want you Lillian Everts! Can't you see?" I was humiliated once more. "It pains you doesn't it? Good. At least I get to divorce you seeing you disgraced and depressed as I have been in the past couple of months." With that, he stalked out of the room and slammed the door behind him. It's amazing how empty a person can feel in a silent room.

Milly, slipped in with the breakfast. "I'm sorry for your parents' loss mistress." I knew she heard everything but I had no energy to say anything. After moments I glanced at the newspaper. 'THE GREAT HEINRICH SHLIEMEINN THE CLAIRVOYANT WILL BE READING MINDS AND TELLING THE FUTURE THIS SATURDAY!' That's it! I'll just get someone with a Seer's eye help me get back! I won't even have to repair my relationship with Potter and have myself disgraced all the time. I checked the date and the time on the paper. Perfect, it was today. I called for Milly to help me get ready. Even though I was thinking of telling Alice this adventure when I get back home, somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew that somehow, fate wasn't about to let me escape so easily…


I know I should lead this story somewhere but I'm still not sure why Lily should hate James. Stupid, huh? Anyways, hope you liked this chapter. Till next time!

Sammy

NEXT CHAP:

Meeting Heinrich Shliemeinn…