The story of Hades and Persephone... "Who are you?" "This is your dream, remember? Tell me who I am..." he said, absently coiling a tendril of her long hair around a finger. She narrowed her eyes at him. "If this is my dream, oneiroi, then answer my question. Who are you?" The voice of a natural ruler, he thought. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I am your lord husband."

She was dramatic. He was dynamic. She was precise. He was impulsive. He was James, and she was Lily, and one day they shared a kiss, but before that they shared many arguments, for he was cocky, and she was sweet, and matters of the heart require time.