I'm back,

Sorry it's been so long. Let me know if any of you have done my challenge set on the last chapter.

Disclaimer: Anything you recognize from the books is not mine and I am not making any money from them. They are J. K. Rowling's. sob

The hospital wing was flooded with people. James had been rushed there only a little while ago but he was improving.

Lily was distraught, but they were doing all they could. Some of his wounds were infected and he had lost a lot of blood. His body was exhausted and so was his mine - who knew how long it would be before he was well again.

Since Hallmark had discovered the death of their king they were eager to crown James - if only he were well enough.

Three days passed and James's condition continued to improve. By the end of Wednesday, he was finally awake.

"Oh, James!" Lily sobbed as she wrapped her arms around him. They had been left alone for a while.

"Li - Lilly." He croaked.

She sobbed again as his hands slowly found their way around her waist, trying to hold her but failing.

"What happened to you? Why did you go off like that - you could have been killed!" She exclaimed.

He gradually shook his head, "I'm lucky," his voice broke.

Lily just sobbed into his shoulder.

"I now proclaim you King James of Hallmark. Dormus Bonner Tyne."

James bowed his head as he accepted the crown before turning to greet his subjects. Lily stood next to Remus and Sirius. The hall was crowded with important people; from Lords to Dukes, and decorated with Hallmarkian flags of every size.

Much food and drink was spread around the hall. After the coronation, people had begun to get into the swing of things. If there was one thing Hallmarkians knew how to do, it was parties.

James had been awake for a week before the coronation. Every order he gave was followed without question. Even before the crown was on his head, everyone looked to him as their new leader.

As people whirled and twirled around the dance floor, James was sat in his throne. Lily, upon his orders, had been seated next to him. They chatted as the music kept playing but James was still to weak to dance.

"Wow, I can't believe I'm sitting next to a king."

James laughed. "You're going to have to help me with this, I can't mess it up."

"You won't. You'll make us all proud."

James sighed. "I just wish he was here to see this."

Lily knew he was talking about his father.

"He is, in your heart."

They remained quiet for a while before James started the conversation again.

"You never knew my father, did you?"

"Not personally." Lily leaned forward to whisper to James's ear, "But I know his son very well."

James laughed again. He looked at the dancers.

"He would have loved this. He would have loved you."

"Why would he have loved me?"

"He might of thought you were a good role model for his son."

Lily giggled this time and James smiled at her.

"I do love you, you know that?"

"Of course I know that, how could you not?" Lily questioned with a smirk.

"And you love me too?"

"With all my heart."

"So you won't mind if I ask you something then?"

"Ask away."

"It is quite personal."

"So? What do you want to know?"

With a sigh from the exertion, James kneeled beside Lily's chair. Only one knee was on the floor though. He took a box from his jacket pocket and brought it up near Lily.

"Will you marry me?"