The Prince's Marriage
A/N: The more I write this story the more I enjoy it. At the moment I am writing another story and am not having nearly as much fun. I am so happy with the amount of reviews coming in and am excited to see this chapters response. I decided to make it a tad more closer to M rated because I know your all waiting for it, however the actual sleeping together wont come right away. We see James rash side in this chapter and I hope you enjoy Lily's turn around.
Disclaimer: I own Absolutely nothing of the Harry Potter's world.
Chapter 5
James POV
I sat in front of my father and found myself at a loss of words. I tried expressing my concerns, but nothing would come out. I think my father could tell I was having trouble and said, "son speak from your heart, not your head."
"Yes father, well this is my third day of marriage and already I'm having trouble. Lily walked into this marriage by pure force, and I walked in happily. I didn't think she was going to be this difficult. She wants to fight over the littlest of things and I can't take it... last night she asked If I wanted to sleep with her...we haven't yet...i don't know what to do..." I said without taking a breathe.
"Marriage is a complex, yet beautiful thing... once your over the obstacles you will have a person in your life to hold on to forever."
"But she won't let me hold her... she hates me and everything I stand for because she didn't want to marry me and I just..."
"Things will work out how they are meant to James... you must be sympathetic"
"I have been more then sympathetic!" I interrupted.
He nodded his head slowly, a twinkle in his eyes.
"Be patient, son. She will come around. You are a great young lad. She will turn to you when she needs you."
"Am I supposed to just sit around? That hardly seems fair. All I've gotten out of this marriage is trouble. I only have so much inner strength!"
"Strength is made by love and friendship..."
"But that's the problem! she doesn't love me and doesn't want to be my friend! I don't know how to make her."
"There is your problem, James. Don't try to make her to do something, but convince her and woo her into a friendship and, hopefully, later on love will happen."
I got up, tired of his endless nonsense and stormed out of his office. He had not helped my situation- just made it worse! Not only did I have to work out Lily, but now I had to work out my fathers advice. I felt my anger rising dangerously and wished I could talk to my friends. They would know what to do or we would go out and make some trouble. I was in need of the second one at this stage.
I stormed back into the room and looked to the bed to find Lily was still sleeping. I went into the bathroom to try and calm myself down by taking a bath. I decided to run it myself instead of taking the risk to of waking my wicked wife to get a maid.
I understand I need to have patience. I do. However, how am I supposed to maintain my low supply of patience when all she does is try and push my buttons? Why couldn't she just help me out? Aside from that time in the meadow Lily has done nothing but argue with me! Now, I could take my fathers advice or force her to love me. Right now the latter sounds better.
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Lily's POV
I woke up in the bed alone but figured this was better than the way I had woken up yesterday. I lay in bed letting my thoughts take over. This was my third day of being married and I felt like nothing had changed except the fact that I now had a husband by my side. I always thought marriage was supposed to change my life, and I suppose it has in a strange way, but not an entirely bad one. I figured I'd be assigned duties for the palace soon, and James would get much busier with his own assignments, but aside from that, the only thing I lost was my family and maid. I wondered if I maybe spoke with James about Olivia, I could convince him to allow her to serve me here. Than I would have my best friend back. I loved my parents, but they were never around enough for me to get to know them, or to care whether I was near them or not.
I heard a splash from the private bathroom and knew that's where James was. I was surprised to not have noticed he was there before (you should add something like, with all the noise he was making). I dragged my weary body from bed to pull on a robe as I wondered how much longer my husband would take in the bath. I still hated thinking I was married to an unloving man I suppose unloving is the wrong word as he hasn't pushed me into anything, but to call one my husband is a big step, one that I have yet to get used too.
"I see you're up (this sounds so much better then what it was before)." I turned my head to see James standing in the doorway of the bathroom watching me and wearing much less than I would have preferred.
"You couldn't get dressed before coming out? You just had to come out in the nude?" I asked trying to cover the blush that was seeping onto my face. I felt my eyes roam his still wet, muscular chest and couldn't help admire his body. I turned away trying to get the image of his chiseled chest and parts out of my mind. It didn't work that easily.
"My fair lady, I have nothing to hide from you and, you, just as you have nothing to hide from me."
"Then you should not parade around out of respect of being in the presence of a lady. What if somebody walked in?"
"Are we going to go through this again? You are my wife. You will see me every day for the rest of your life, so get used to it dear. Nobody will enter OUR room without knocking- not maids, my mother, or my father- so there is absolutely no reason to worry about somebody barging in on me or you."
"That's preposterous James. I would never run around my room naked. Its just not ladylike. I know I am not the perfect lady, but I do have some standards!" I was still faced away from James and I hadn't heard any rustling so I figured he was still standing in the doorway. Boy was I wrong.
"What will you do if I demand you to run around stark naked?"
"I would have to disagree with you because it is very inappropriate." I felt something touch my arm and I turned my head to see James was now sitting behind me. He hadn't bothered covering up. I didn't like his closeness, especially not with him like that. Was this it? Did he finally decide to force me into sleeping with him. I stayed where I was so he couldn't see my fear.
"I would like you to do as I asked!" He whispered into my ear, sending small shivers down my back.
"What did you ask?"
"I want you to parade around as I am."
"Why?"
"Because you find it inappropriate for your husband to wear nothing and I disagree, so now we must get you feeling comfortable walking around naked."
"I am more then comfortable with my body. I have been told I am more pleasant looking than most."
"That you are."
"So there is no need for me to do as you have asked." I got up from the bed, moving away from James and dashed towards the bathroom to ready myself for the day. James, however, hadn't taken the hint and followed behind me.
"I will allow you your plea… for now," he said and left to get his clothes on.
I hurried through my morning preparation of bathing and walked out to see James waiting on the bed. I had figured he would have left.
"The queen wishes to speak to you about your new duties here at the castle during breakfast."
I nodded, walking past him. I secretly hated my old duties and I only hoped my new ones would be better, but I knew they would not.
--James POV
I walked out of the bathroom and saw her sitting there in her robe facing away from me. While we bantered away I only had half my attention on what the conversation was really about. I sat down behind her and asked her to remove her clothing, but I knew it was a dumb idea. My mind was running away with me at the close proximately.
I felt her shiver against my arm and had to push myself away so I wouldn't do anything I would regret. At least she hadn't moved away, was the only consoling thought I had. I decided I would leave her alone for a bit so as to avoid starting another fight.
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Breakfast was stiff. I avoided my parents eyes because of my shameful behavior that morning. Well next time my father wouldn't be so cryptic- as if that's a way to calm an already impatient man. Still, I would need to prepare an apology for my father, and even my mother, for storming out.
Lily was told her new duties and my mothers voice droned on and on about them. I glanced over at Lily to find she looked completely bored, and was about to cut in when my father said:
"Laura dear, come now, give the poor child a break..."
"But she needs to know them if she is to perform them."
"Perhaps you can finish the rest of the list later, over tea maybe?"
"I really don't think that's practical, Joseph."
"Remember your place," my father commanded her in a deep voice.
That voice was the one that scared me... Father rarely used it, and he had only used it once on me. It had been when me and Sirius had accidentally created a fire in the throne room. It was probably the worst thing we've done and the one we served hours of punishment for; that was the day I truly understood the phrase don't play with fire.
"Yes" my mother said, her voice weak and low.
"James, I would like to see you after breakfast in my study."
"Yes, father."
I looked over at Lily again, realizing she had been surprisingly quiet so far. I nudged her with my foot but she ignored it and continued to eat the food I had put on her plate. I kicked her a little bit harder and this time she squeaked a little. I grinned at her adorable reaction. She looked over at me and kicked me back. It was funny to watch as her whole body moved with a kick that I barely felt.
I must of let a smile slip because she kicked me again. This time, instead of hiding it, I let a full smile come onto my face. Surprisingly, she smiled back at me.
It was the first true smile she had given me since meeting her and I felt something in my stomach flutter. I couldn't help it and I felt my own smile grow wider, if that was even possible. I felt my hope soar, but than drop instantly. I was getting so excited over one smile. It was progress, but I still had a long way to go.
I met my father in his study minutes later. I knew this would be about this morning and I had my computerized apology ready.
I knocked and was told to enter.
"James, please take a seat."
"If this is about this morning, I'm sorry my anger got a hold of me and I just needed to get out of here."
"Completely understandable. I remember when me and your mother were first married and I had a similar talk with my own father. He was a great man, but not a lot of help. He was very cryptic when I had asked."
I laughed despite myself. Here I had expected to have to give an apology and I was getting one!
"I cant help you with your marriage or wife James. That's between you and her and I can't help. It's your job as a husband and a friend to figure this out."
"I know. I just needed some advice, to help me get along with her."
"Yes, and I understand as I told you. I had the same problem with your mother. She wasn't a spitfire like Lily, but a quiet closed down girl. I didn't know how to get her to open up and accept me into her new life. I did it though and you will find a way to get into Lily's heart."
"How did you get her to trust you?"
"I started things off slow, allowed her to adjust and then slowly became her friend, her confidant. I won't claim to love your mother the way I should, but I do love her as a friend. To have one love in a marriage is enough- and not everyone gets that."
"What do you mean you don't love her as you should?"
"I don't love her as a lover. I love her as a best friend."
"Then why did you marry her?"
"The same reason Lily married you... I went in with my eyes open and I tried not to regret... I just needed you mother as a friend I wouldn't allow her completely into my heart, which is something I regret. I could have loved your mother, but I denied myself the pleasure."
"Why would you deny yourself something so special?"
" I was very business like when I was young. I wanted to become king and make a difference and unfortunately that came before anything else, and I chose work over love."
"Why couldn't you do both?"
"Because I wanted to much. I'm ashamed to admit that I wanted more power once I had power. I didn't have enough and I just didn't put the time aside to love properly. I don't expect you to understand James. We are too different, however, I do see you capable of love, and with Lily. She will be able to handle you and you will be able to calm her. Just give it time my son."
I nodded even though of some of what he said made no sense- but some did.I knew what I had to do- I had to become her friend like my father had with my mother.
"Now, enough about marriage. Go file the palace cases."
"Yes, father."
I walked into my own study, sat at my desk and looked at the huge pile of papers I would need to go through. I sighed, picking up the first folder. I read the first line over and over, but I couldn't take it in and realized I wouldn't get any work done.
I got up from my desk and walked towards the nearest bell to call a maid. She came rushing in seconds later and I sat back down.
"Bring me a brandy, tea and my wife," I ordered before she could ask what I needed.
"Yes, your highness," she said as she curtsied low.
I picked up the same folder again and flicked through the pages. I waited impatiently for the maid to return, mainly with my wife. I stood pacing back and forth on the hearth rug. A knock came at the door and I called for them to enter.
The maid entered with a tea set and my wife behind her carrying a bottle of brandy and a glass.
"Why is she carrying that? I told you to bring the brandy, not her!" I cried.
For some odd reason my temper flared, I couldn't handle it.
"JUST GET OUT!" I roared at the maid. She looked at me with a frightened look and fled the room.
I continued pacing as Lily watched me amused.
"You really shouldn't treat the help that way. I offered to help. She could barely carry everything," she said in a sweet voice.
I felt myself calm down a little at the sound of her voice, and my mind flicked back to the smile she had given me. Hell, she already had way too much control over me. I felt so helpless in her presence.
"She could have gotten another maid to help. You are a princess, Lily, and you deserve to be treated like one."
"Is that how you treat me? Like a princess?"
"I am your husband. I can treat you the way I want to."
"Your making no sense."
"I know. I'm sorry."
"Have a drink, calm down a little... what are you upset about?"
I turned to look at her and found she had poured me a class of brandy without even noticing. I was grateful for her caring tone.
"Nothing's wrong, I'm just a little antsy."
I took a sip of the drink and felt my muscles relax a bit. I didn't want to tell her the truth- that I was all worked up because of her. She was impossible and yet I felt like she should be near at all times. I couldn't have it that way and I knew that. She would need to attend to her duties and so would I- I just wanted to keep her in sight.
"Well, if your going to avoid what's wrong and your not going to talk, may I ask you something?"
I nodded my head and wondered what she would spit out. Probably some sort of break of our marriage or something silly like that.
"At my Father's castle I had this maid, and well, she was a good friend, and I was wondering if she could tend to me here. I know you said you'd provide my maids, but its just not the same without her."
This was not the sort of question I had suspected. A maid? She wanted me to get her a maid? I couldn't help but smile though this could come in handy.
"Only if you start to behave. I suppose we can see after that."
"What? That's how your going to decide?"
-- Lily's POV
I couldn't believe that's how he was going to make his decision. It was completely unfair! He didn't care whether I was happy or not, he just wanted me to be his good little puppy- to sit and be good and do everything he said. I wouldn't do that! He was my husband- he had power over me- but I had some rights.
I forced myself to keep a calm facade on my face and in my voice.
"You haven't given me a reason to give you a gift Lily."
I knew he was right. I had been nothing but horrible to him, but it was so unfair! I only wanted my best friend back, and since she was my best friend I suppose I could give it my best to behave until after she got here. I decided to lie to get what I wanted.
"I know James, and I am sorry. I was just a little...confused, you know?"
"I do know, and I've been just as confused as you, I'm sure."
I pondered this thought. I hadn't suspected he was confused. Was I selfish for thinking of only me when I walked into this marriage? I didn't even think what James might of thought or felt. I pitied him now, even though it was probably too late.
"I didn't realize you were having problems adapting as well."
"I'm not having problems adapting, I just don't get what's wrong."
"What do you mean, 'what's wrong'?"
"I mean that I want to care for you the way a man should care for his wife and you just won't let me."
"WELL WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME... I'M NEW AT THIS!" My temper flared. I had kept it simmering inside since the start of this conversation and it had finally burst. Apparently so did his.
" I DEMAND THAT YOU LOVE ME!" He roared and stormed towards me.
I stepped back as my fear engulfed me. He kept coming at me though, and I could back no farther. The couch was behind me.
He stepped towards me grabbed me roughly by the arms and brought me close to his body. He crashed his lips down onto mine hard. I didn't pull away as his strength was too great and I allowed myself to kiss him back as to not raise his anger more.
I allowed the kiss to deepen before I pushed away. I wasn't allowed to go far as his arms still gripped my waist.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?" I yelled, panicky.
My legs were feeling funny and I could feel my heart beating faster then ever. I was now even more confused. I hadn't really expected him to do anything by force, especially not to demand I love him. I felt his grip lessen and I pulled away, rushing out of the room.
A/N: Click and review for me. Chapter 6 is coming soon.
