Beauty inside despair

The first Interview

Harry's P.O.V.

That Monday morning I had woken up with someone sitting up from bed, I heard her turn off her alarm and stand up heading for the closet. We had our first interview this morning with BBC to clear things with them and the public. "Harry I know you're awake. What do you think I should wear?" came her voice heavy with sleep. 

I sat up to look at her, "Something that's nice and interview appropriate." I say rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I heard her go into the walk in closet and come back out. 

"What about this outfit?" she asked holding it out. I didn't know if it was the right one, or if she could even walk with the way the skirt was designed. 

"Try another one." I say and she went back into the closet. She walked back out with yet another outfit. 

"Please say this one is the right fit for a interview." she said her eyes begging. I smiled and nodded my head that the outfit in her hands would work. She put it on knowing that I was watching her intently. I grabbed her arm when she walked towards the door and yanked her back to the bed and falling onto my lap. 

"I rather stay here in this warm bed." I say kissing her neck lightly she laughed as she broke free. 

"We can once we finish what we need to do today Harry." she said giving me a smile and kissing my forehead, before leaving the room her boots clicking on the polished floor. Those leggings she had on had me wanting her to strip tease them off and I groaned as I got out of bed and dressed myself. 

I got to the front hall and saw her on eye level with George and talking to him about something. I had to admit she acted royalty with how she posed herself there. She turned her head when she heard me on the stairs. "Ready to do this they have a room set up for us." she said standing straightening her skirt slightly.

"Maybe with some food in my stomach." I said taking her arm in mine and guiding her to the dining hall. I guided her to her seat and pulled the chair for her, she took it and I walked around and sat down across from her. 

"good morning you two" Charles greeted us and I smiled at my Father. 

"how did you sleep?" Camilla asked next taking a sip of wine. Sara eyed Camilla with concern before making a response to her question. 

"Slept well, thank you for asking. " she said, then pouring herself a cup of orange juice. " Good morning Charles, How are you?" 

"Well thank you, I do hope you don't find us rather dull to talk to." he implied with a small chuckle. 

"Non-sense, I would talk to my father pretty much like this if I could." she said rather sadly taking a sip of orange juice to drown out her thoughts I figured. We had ate in silence and then off to our interview. As we reached the room I turned to Sara she looked nervous pretty much like last time when she had came to dinner with me that first time. 

"Love you'll be fine, Just remember to breathe." I say taking her hand in mine. I noticed that seemed to have worked. As we walked in and took a seat on the sofa together I watched her place her hands onto her lap. She also delicately placed her legs where the skirt wouldn't ride up. 

The interviewer shooked both of our hands before she herself had taken a seat in a chair across from them. "Thank you; you two for allowing this chance for us to talk to you and ask questions." she said. "I'm just wondering how the two of met? It's the one question everyone is wondering about?" 

Sara reached out and grabbed my hand and I laced my fingers with hers and allowed her to place it onto her lap. "Actually, I met him two days after I moved here to London. I was heading for a job interview and happened to go in the wrong direction. "

"We literally bumped into each other, I being the gentleman that I was offered to take her for coffee. " I commented. 

"We sort of hit it off while we sat there discussing things he asked me, what I had always dreamed of doing and I told him at the time. Of course later on he found out my real passion." She said smiling towards me. 

"We kept in touch after that, or at least when we could. " I say. 

"He messaged me two weeks after I met him, of course I figured he was busy so I left it at that." She stated which caused me to chuckle. 

"So how did the romance begin? When did it be known that you two loved each other?" Taysera said. I turned to look at Sara and smiled lovingly at her. 

"For me it would have to be when I invited her over for dinner with my family, I asked her while we were out getting a bite to eat. She was nervous at first about going in, but she went in and right off the hook got along with everyone. Gran was impressed." I explained 

"For me, it was the way he could comfort me, when no one else could. The fact he's so accepting of who I am as a person." Sara said looking over at me lovingly.  

"So how long did you two know each other before you were a couple?" Taysera asks next. 

"Hmm well 6 months give or take I believe" Sara states. I nodded my head agreeing with the statement. After a few more questions Taysera thanked us for our time and we left the room so she could gather her things and leave. Sara still had a hold of my hand and brought to me and kissed her hand. She smiled as she leaned into me as we walked to the drawing room where William and Kate were waiting. 

I watched Sara take a sit in a chair and take off her boots tucking her legs underneath her and I smiled. "I'm glad I don't have to sit like that all day, at least for a little bit." she states picking up Charlotte and placing her on her lap. 

"she's a bit fussy today don't know why." Kate explained had been trying to get her to calm, but wasn't working. 

"let me try Kate if you don't mind." Sara asks and Kate nodded, I watched as she took hold of Charlotte hand and lightly singed her a song. 

Charlotte had calmed down and soon enough was fast asleep resting on Sara, I seen Sara smile as she held Charlotte close to her. I was going to say something when a member of the staff came stating that the cottage that Sara and I will be staying was ready for us and I gave him my thanks. Soon we'd have a place to ourselves where we could eat whenever and she could sleep in whenever she had wanted. 

After a while Kate took Charlotte off Sara and gently held her. "Thank you Sara" she whispered as she walked out of the room. Sara then put her boots back on and came to me, grabbing my hand she pulled me to my feet. 

"Love what is it?" I asked slightly concerned. 

"Nothing is wrong, I just want you to myself for the rest of the evening." she states, I nodded and bid William farewell and the two of us headed off to the cottage.