Not So Proper

Chapter 5: Rum Over the Head

The Queen strutted into Marpessa's bedroom chamber. The bright moon light creeped into the room, hitting her eyes. Her first reaction was to pull the covers up over he head and so she did.

"Get up. We are going to see your father off," said the Queen, keeping her voice strict.

"They have not left?" Marpessa mumbled into her wool stuffed pillows. Her mother could barely understand her daughter, who was still hiding underneath the blankets.

"No. Let us move before they leave please. I do not want to miss my husband leaving me to go for a girl when Lord Pettigrew could just go and get her." The queen complained about her husband's departure. Marpessa glared at her mother's heartlessness. She ignored her and began to walk out of the room.

"And wear a dress…that makes you somewhat attractive. I know it will be hard but do not take too long."

"Why?" Marpessa asked, but her mother was no where in sight.

Puzzled, and knowing her mother was up to a devilious scheme, Marpessa got out of her large bed. Maids rushed in: one holding a rectangle box, another lacy shoes, and the last maid brought in the 'devil' (or so Marpessa would call it).

"What is the time?" Marpessa questioned the servants, still glaring at the bodice.

"Three in the morning, my lady," a short and thin maid answered her while trying to the bodice to the princess's body.

"Thank you."

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Her feet touched the salty water. She looked back at the trees and then at the water beneath her petite body. She wonder, for a moment, why the water was so blue. The little things in the world could always take her mind off of whatever she was doing or what was happening. The women was lost in her thoughts. Rustling could be heard from the trees. It woke her up from her deep and secret thoughts. Whoever, whatever was coming through the thin line of trees were in a hurry.

The women knew who it was . She began to go deeper into the ocean water, one step at a time until the water got as deep as her stomach. Then, she just went under.

A man emerged from the trees. The cold wind blew upon his bare chest.

"Feisty one she is," the man whispered under his breath.

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The sunrise showed through the open trap door leading to the lower deck's storage area. A man began to his way down the ladder. The man was a gruff sailor probably in his late thirties.

A girl was frightened at the bottom. She quickly ran behind a large box which smelled like it was holding a disgusting mix of beer and fish.

"Did you 'ear that?" the sailor said to another (who was climbing down the same ladder), scanning the perimeter.

"Yeah," muttered the other sailor, glancing behind the boxes which were being stored there.

The girl was even more frightened than before they started looking behind the boxes. She stepped backwards slightly. There was a small but noticeable sound made out of her step. She held her breath, trying not to make anymore noise.

Both men down in the storage area look towards the box the girl was hiding behind. The larger of the two men moved the box to see a fifteen year old girl with long, blond hair (that was now a mess) and an expensive gown.

"What are you doing here, little girl? Especially since you are such a pretty one."

The second man grabbed her wrist and pulled her close to him, roughly. He shoved he into a wall, trying to take off her dress. The girl's eyes widened.

"Do you know who I am?!"

The men were puzzled, not thinking her as anything important.

"You bastards are about to rape you princess! I am Princess Marpessa Marie Meryline Flannery Evans."

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"Lily! Lily! Look at me!" Captain James Potter shouted at a redhead sitting on the sand. She was not even looking at him or even acknowledged him. She refused to.

"Why should I look at you? Why would I want to look at you?" she questioned.

"Because I am handsome."

Lily looked at him with utter disgust. "You are not handsome."

"Sure…Come on. At least go up to the cabin. It is safer. I will tell you anything you would like to know," James pleaded.

She sat there thinking of what her decision would be. Finally, after two minutes she got up from the ground. Lily brushed off the grains of sand off of her dress. "I am only going up to the cabin with you because I am frigid. I do not want you to think I am going because of you."

"All right, my lady." Lily glared up him and retreated to the cabin.

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Lily sat down on the cot and watched as James started a fire in the middle of the small cabin. She shifted uncomfortably from side to side. He head looked around the not so spacious hut quizzically.

"What is your miraculous plan to get us off of this dreadful island?" Lily questioned the captain's brilliance. He did not look over nor did he answer the question.

"You do not know what you are going to do. You have no idea how to get out of here! Not only am I kidnapped but stranded," Lily rambled outraged. She started to pace the hut, still mumbling to herself.

James moved towards the window and searched the horizon. Just in seeing distance, there was a ship. He grabbed Lily's shoulder with one arm. With the other, he pointed out the ship to her. "That is our escape."

"Are we going to ask them for a ride?" She poked her head next to James's to get a glimpse of the ship.

"You don' really know anything about pirates, do you?" James grinned at Lily and she returned his grin with her smile.

"Should I take that as a no?" He nodded. "Then you are going to take it over."

"Yes." James opened a small chest that was under the cot and pulled out some clothing.

"Put this on. It will be easier to wear than a dress." Lily took the clothing and stared at it. She looked at James to send him a message. He turned around.

She unbuttoned her dress and let it fall to her shoulders. James could not help himself. He looked at her. He back was to him but he got the idea of what she looked like. The thought made his blood become hot. He took the closest rum bottle and poured the rum over his head.

Hearing the rum hit the floor she turned around. Being so naïve she did not understand why he needed to cool down. Not thinking anything about it, she continued getting dressed.

"What do we do know?" Lily asked and Potter turned back around.

"Know how to use a sword?" James held a sword out for her.

"A little. Why?" Lily gave James a puzzled expression.

"No reason. Well except, kill anyone that gets past me." And he left the hit while adding his clothing back onto his body.

Lily was confused for a moment. Her faced turned pale. "What?"

She went running to keep up with James. "Wait! You want me to kill! They are sailors! Probably from England. It would ruin the Netherlands if I killed these people. The sailors have families! I cannot let you kill them."

She grabbed on to his arm and stood there. He kept on walking, dragging Lily with him. Suddenly, he whipped around.

"Do you like it here?" James said while taking a swig of rum.

"No. Not at all." She skeptically looked at all of the pirates. Drinking and singing. Some were passed out in trees and others were sleeping with their bottoms sticking up.

"Good."

James turned to face his loyal crew. "'ello scallywags! We have a ship."

A roar of applause erupted on the island.

"Captain, what is the plan? The usual?" one crew member asked. James nodded.

"What is the usual?" Lily whispered to James. "You do this often?"

He focused around to her face. " Yes. Now, follow me."

"Do you not have your own ship? For example: the Flying Dutchman is captained by Davey Jones," Lily wondered. James was beginning to walk away when she said that.

From over his shoulder, he said, "Its in Tortuga."

A/N: Thank you to everyone that his been patient with my updating. This chapter really starts the whole 'love' between James and Lily. In the next chapters you will definatly see a change in Lily. I hope you liked this chapter. Please review!

Love you all!

// Lillay