The Prince's Marriage
Disclaimer: Own nothing of the Harry Potter world. There would be no way I could write such a long detailed book.
Summary: Princess Lily Evans of Tisbot is being forced to marry the Prince James Potter of Clowath. Prince James is willingly walking down the aisle. He soon realizes the pains of having a red tempered wife.
A/N: Well I was trying to find a story when this idea popped in to my head. Its AU and I will try to base it on the ups and downs of the challenges they must face for Lily to come around. However I do need a beta so if there is any willing takers let me know. I suck at pronunciation and sentence structure, so practically it all lol. Hope you enjoy and review :D
Chapter 1
I was being forced to walk down the aisle to reach a man I detested and planned on doing so for the years we would be married. I was not looking forward to my own wedding, I admit it was beautiful. But he was not my true love. Every girl has fantasy's of meeting and marrying there own true love, being a princess only intensified these fantasies for me. My mother Sasha used to tell me fairy tails her mother would tell her to get her to sleep. If only I could have that chance. I never got the chance to be normal though I was a princess. I couldn't run around and play I could not swear or try brandy as most girls my age did. Not with their parents knowing of course. I couldn't even have friends; my best friend was my maid.
Olivia Waltsbug was my maid and my best friend, she was 16 and I was the same age as her. We were both children when we met, her mother used to be my mothers maid until she passed away quite some years ago. Olivia was the closest thing I could have to a friend, she looked out for me when she could and made sure I was on my best behavior. She had long blond hair usually kept in a braid, a face with perfect cheekbones and large brown puppy dog eyes. She was loving and careful in life and that's how she would counsel me. However when I marry I will not be allowed to have her as my maid any longer. The prince was to supply as many as I would need; this was part of our father's deal.
Me I was the exact opposite of Olivia, I had long red hair reaching to my waist, my eyes were the color of emerald, my body was small and thin and my breasts tiny. By my looks I wouldn't want to marry myself. My mother called me stubborn and intimidating when I was in a mood.
What does my mother know? She agreed to this arrangement along with my father and Potter's parents. I know they had only my best interests at heart however I felt abandoned and all alone. Even Olivia liked the idea of me marrying the famous rich Prince James. I however saw right through it; he was an egotistical jerk.
I saw him standing at the end of the aisle where I would join him in a matter of seconds. He had a small smirk on his lips I grimaced just wanting this over with. His flyaway hair and his round rimmed spectacles made him look handsome but I was the only female not affected by his charm and wit.
I didn't look around the church for details of my wedding horror; there was no need to care of what type of flowers I had or the petals along the path. I was worried about the wedding night; I wasn't going to touch James Potter after the ceremony. I was to act polite and nice to both my new husband and everyone here. Although I detested it I didn't want all of Clowath to hear about my disrespect for the country. As Clowath would become my new home, the castle was bigger but other than that I expected little to no change in castle life.
I felt my heart pound as I neared closer to James. Taking a big breathe and a large step I stood side by side my future husband, my father let go of my hand and allowed James to take it. I looked at James's face once again to read his expression but could not find one besides the little smirk on his lips.
The paint fumes were making me dizzy; two painters sat in the back drawing a photo for the parents. I would prefer them gone, as I do not wish to remember this. The Minster stepped forward with his book and asked them to face each other. Lily handed her flowers to Olivia who stood beside her and turned to face James allowing him to pick her other hand up.
"Prince James Potter of Clowath and Princess Lily Evans of Tisbot are here to join kingdoms in a holy matrimonial way." The Minster's old crackle voice said.
I closed my eyes and took another large breath and felt tears well in my eyes, I tried pushing them down without anyone noticing and without moving my hand from James. However he saw and wiped my tear from my face with his thumb and returned his hand back to mine. To everyone who didn't know this was an unwanted marriage that would look as though it was a sign of love between the two. I closed my eyes and opened them again to find James looking at me a full smile on his face.
"Do you Prince James Potter of Clowath accept the Princess Lily Evans of Tisbot hand in marriage from here and on out?"
"I do" James said his husky voice filing my head.
I do
I do
I do
"Do you Princess Lily Evans of Tisbot accept the Prince James Potter of Clowath hand in marriage from here on out? To father his children and stay true to his word?
"I- I do"
I do
I do
I do
"I can now pronounce the Princess of Tisbot and the Prince of Clowath husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride."
James leaned forward untangling one arm from hers wrapped it around my waist. His other hand brought my hand along with his up to close the distance between our bodies. I could feel his breath on my face; I raised my head knowing it was what I was to do. He leaned down a little farther and finally caught my lips with his. Instead of a peck he pushed with his tongue at my entrance to my mouth and I reluctantly allowed him access. I could hear applause in the background as I pulled away from James not responding to his kiss.
I smiled as I took his arm from my waist but allowed his hand to stay in mine. I wish I could let it go however there were too many people watching and I was not up to deal with my father's temper. James pulled me along the path of rose petals out to the night air where he put me on a horse and climbed on behind me.
We galloped at a speed I did not feel safe with, but being the pride filled person I was could not bear to say anything to James. We traveled for what felt like hours, I knew it had not been long, I however was not a rider and could not keep up with the horse'' movements. I could feel James behind me, as he stayed quiet. The night air was growing chilly and I had nothing on but my dress, I dreaded the length of time it would take to get to the castle.
We finally approached the castle after another few hours on the horse. James helped me down before all the stable boys could get to us. I slid off the horse but lost my footing as I touched ground falling into an ungraceful slip to the ground. James turned around at hearing my grunt and laughed as he traced back to help me up.
As he lent me his hand I swatted it away, pushing myself up and brushing off my dress. He looked at me and sighed.
"I know you did not want this marriage –"
"Then why did you marry me?"
"I had no choice just like you."
I stayed silent and allowed him to continue, as I knew this was true but I also didn't see him being upset with the situation. If anything he seemed content and satisfied. If only I could be too.
"But however we are married now and we cannot go about hating each other. We must act like adults and as a married couple for the country of Clowath. Neither my parents or your parents would sign us into a marriage where were both going to be miserable so could we trust them and try and be friends?"
I mused over his offer, it was tempting and it made sense in every other way. Although I didn't want to get along with him, I didn't want to know him. But I was going to need to live somehow and at the moment the only person I knew at the castle was he. No I was not ready for that yet, I m only 16. If I become his friend then he will want more and I dont want more. I dont want anything from him ever.
"No James, I dont think that is going to work for me. Shall we go inside before I catch my death?" I snapped angrily.
He sighed again and offered me his arm; I walked past him not accepting it. I knew I was being far upon unreasonable but I never said I wouldn't after I got out of the public's eye. The silence between us was maddening; I wanted to break it however with my behaviors of the last few minutes there really wasn't much point.
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I saw her walk slowly down the aisle it was obvious she was preoccupied with her thoughts. She looked beautiful I knew she would. However she ceased to amaze me even after she amazes me. Her long red hair was in soft curls framing her face her dress clung to the right parts of her small body. He gulped he knew she was a spitfire. He looked forward to this marriage not dreaded. As he would marry this beauty, a beauty he has always liked. The flowers around them complimented her white dress. One he wishes he could take off, knowing it was impossible, she didn't want this marriage, he knew that.
She finally reached him after what seemed like forever. I took her hand and forced a smile down, just touching her made me mad with wanting. Her small plaint hand was soft in mine and I saw a tear stroll down her cheek. I reached up to wipe it away hating to know I was that horrible to marry.
I barely noticed what the minister said when I said my vows I silently added my own. To always love and take care of and hopefully make her happy. I grabbed her hand, as we were to leave on the horse now, I worried if she had ridden a horse before. I soon found out as she clumsily held on to the horse's back, I had my hands around her waist to make sure she would not fall off, however she thought it was to hold on the straps.
When we arrived at the castle I was dying to talk to her, to get to know her, to kiss her. She was driving me mad, as I helped her down she slid like an angel. When I turned to walk away I heard a grunt and turning back I saw Lily on the ground her face red. I lent my hand down to help and she swatted it, my temper flew.
Did she think I wanted to force her to marry me? Of course not I would love if she would want to on her own accord. I know were young but honestly this marriage cannot be too bad if our parents agreed to it. Right? I felt myself sigh.
"I know you did not want this marriage –"
"Then why did you marry me?"
"I had no choice just like you." I said with conviction."But however we are married now and we cannot go about hating each other. We must act like adults and as a married couple for the country of Clowath. Neither my parents or your parents would sign us into a marriage where were both going to be miserable so could we trust them and try and be friends?"
"No James, I dont think that is going to work for me. Shall we go inside before I catch my death?" Lily snapped angrily.
I felt my temper rise higher, talk about being high on her seat lady. I could tell already my life was going to take an interesting shape with that lady in my life. And yet I could not find on ounce of regret in me. I would make her love me whether that's by force or woo. She will be completely mine, politically emotionally and physically.
I lead her inside the castle and lead her to our room. She would not be pleased when she realized they would share a room, however she had no choice in the matter. We were getting close and I was starting to get anxious to see her reaction.
"Our room princess" I said as I bowed low to allow her into the room.
"Our room?"
"Yes, parents orders both sets." She sighed as she opened the door.
She gasped at the beautiful sight in front of her. The walls were light blues there were 2 couches and some chairs around the fireplace that matched with the walls. The ceiling was high and high gold carvings decorated the top of the walls. She turned towards the next room to find the same designs but with a large bed in the center, the color of red, the sheets looked soft and comforting. I watched her sit on the bed. I was expecting a bigger reaction.
"What will we do about the sleeping arrangements?" Lily asked and I raised an eyebrow. What did she mean the sleeping arrangements? I thought I made it quite clear?
"My wife, we will sleep together on the bed you reside at now."
"I will do no such thing I am a woman and you a-a m-man."
"Yes and now we are married, married couples sleep in the same bed and if we are already having problems I might need to summon my father. Not a wise wrath to be creating princess."
I could see her hesitation, I didn't want to pressure her but if it came down to it I would. This wasn't house where you could back out any time you wanted to this was marriage and I was going to make sure she knew that.
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