A month had passed since they had started their journey. There was a sense of excitement and nervousness from the crew as they approached the Bermuda Triangle.
Sirius' antics were relaxing the crew and James, Lily noted, had taken to brooding in his cabin when he wasn't checking on the crew or giving Lily sword lessons.
Lily also noticed that her brother had been avoiding James and her. Multiple times she had tried to engage him in a conversation, but he only answered in one-worded responses and then he'd quickly excuse himself. She wondered if he had found out about that night.
Lily sighed. Only when she was alone at night in the dark and she was in bed, did she think about that most perfect night. James had been so caring and sweet and she had been filled with love only for him.
Sadly, they hadn't had another night like it. There was always people constantly moving about the ship and there was too much of a danger of someone walking in on them. She mostly feared Paul or Sirius walking in. She knew she would never hear the end of it.
So, instead, the couple had to be satisfied with soft, loving kisses and hand holding. While it was nice, she couldn't help but feel frustrated and she wanted more. She knew James felt the same.
As the month passed, though, she knew that she couldn't live without this man. Lily sincerely wanted to marry him and become Mrs. Potter, wife to Captain Potter, pirate extraordinaire.
Lily giggled at that. Never in her wildest dreams in her wildest dreams had she ever imagined wanting to marry a pirate. Now, though, she knew that she would only love James and she knew that he loved her back. If only she could convince Paul of it.
Lily sighed and looked into the mirror. She had decided to wear a light green cotton dress with a pink floral print. She had placed her hair in a white cap and put on a white apron and neckerchief.
Nodding in satisfaction, Lily walked out of her cabin in search of James. She looked in his captain's quarters and the kitchen and didn't find him. Walking out onto the deck, she found the messy haired pirate at the wheel, surveying the horizon.
Lily knew that he was worried. Nights when they were alone on deck, they would talk. He expressed his worries about the Bermuda Triangle and the possible problems that could occur. He didn't want to lead his crew into danger and Lily admired him for it.
Lily herself didn't believe in the myths of the Bermuda Triangle. The pirates were just being old superstitious coots. They had even told her it was bad luck to have a woman on board!
"Bad luck," she snorted. It was more like it would be unlucky if their wives found out about the other lovers in numerous ports around the world. Very convenient, that superstition was.
However, she tried to be understanding to James' fear of the Bermuda Triangle. She understood that he had been raised hearing about the Triangle, so it made since that he should worry the way he was.
As Lily came to be a couple of steps away from him, she couldn't help but smile. James did that to her.
As he saw her coming towards him, Lily noted the smile that lit across his face as well.
"So, Lily-love, have you finally decided to grace us with your presence?" he teased.
"Well, you all need something nice to look at. We can't have the crew staring at your mug all day. We can't have their spirits dampened, now we can?" she replied.
"I'll have you know, love, that everyone on this ship knows how handsome I am!" he said, nose in the air.
"Are you saying that your crew prefers to look at you more than me?" she asked, eyes twinkling.
"Why, yes, I –hey! You set me up for that!" he exclaimed.
"I can't help it if your crew prefers the company of men, James!"
"Why you little –" he said, striding over to her. He grabbed her from behind and threw her over his shoulder.
"What are you doing!?" she screeched.
"Well, I can't have my crew being teased by you, so I simply must go overboard," he said, walking over to the side.
"James Harold Potter! Don't you dare throw me in that water. You will regret it dearly!"
"Is that so, Miss Evans?" he said, holding her over the water.
"You think long and hard about what you want and enjoy before you throw me into that water," she said, squinting her eyes.
James gulped and brought her back onto the deck. "Good boy," she said, giving him a pat on the head and a peck on the lips. He gave her a goofy grin and placed her back onto her feet.
"So, how much longer until we reach the Triangle?" she asked.
The furrow in his brow that had been erased during their exchange had been replaced once more at the reminder of the Bermuda Triangle.
He sighed and looked out to the horizon. "We will reach it at dusk," he said.
"James," she whispered, placing a comforting hand on his arm, "It will be fine. Nothing bad is going to happen to us."
"I'd like to believe that, Lily, but I can't help but feel as though something will go wrong."
It was Lily's turn to sigh. "James, if something does go wrong, we will get through it. Your crew is strong, the ship is sturdy, and the captain is the best in the world," she said, smiling softly up at him.
He smiled back down at her and wrapped her into an embrace. He kissed her forehead softly and whispered, "Thank you, my love."
A/N: I am so sorry that it has been a long update. I know this is sort of short, but I needed to get something out! The next chapter is almost done, so I expect it will be out soon…hopefully! Anyways, thanks for all the reviews and please keep them coming, they really are encouraging.
