The troubles of being a royal

Harry Potter And The Problems Of Being Royal
The Wedding, Princess Ginevra


Ginny and Arthur got into the provided limo. His awe regarding his daughter’s current appearance was apparent as soon as he had set eyes on her and had come to lead her out of her set of rooms and out side to the waiting limo that was a colour between white and silver. The royal French flags at the front of the limo could be seen swaying in the afternoon breeze, as the limo drove to the cathedral.

As soon as they reached the cathedral Ginny and Arthur immediately froze in stunned horror at the size of the crowds outside the cathedral. At least two hundred aurors were dressed in their best official attire, and they were holding off the crowds of hundreds of witches and wizards behind chest length steel gates.

People had arrived from all over the wizarding France and England and other countries. There were even hundreds of reporters from England as well as France. And surprise, surprise two reporters from the daily prophet were there to cover the story of the wedding of the crowned prince and future king of France a.k.a Harry James Potter the boy who defeated the dark lord. In his marriage to Ginevra Molly Weasley, the youngest and only female Weasley and the only daughter of the British minister of magic, minister Arthur Weasley.

Considering France was twice the size of Genovia, and their future king was famous all over the wizarding world for killing an evil dark lord, the crowds were above three times the size Mia and Michael got on their wedding day. They along with Lily, Jeremiah and Clarisse with Joe, were stunned beyond belief.

Arthur got out of the limo, as the door was opened for him by the driver. He turned and held out his hand for his daughter to take a hold of as she emerged from the limo. The reaction to her appearance was instant. A loud deafening roar of cheers erupted from the crowds of thousands. Ginny turned and shyly smiled at the crowed and waved gracefully, as camera flash after flash went off.

Ginny took the offered arm from her father and turned to see Hermione, Tonks, Fleur and Gabriella beaming at her. Each girl stepped towards her and took hold of the back of her gown and raised it slightly off the floor to prevent her or anyone else tripping over it.

Little did Ginny know as she turned and stepped inside the entrance of the cathedral, that in the front throw, waiting there since very early that morning had been Cho Chang. She looked murderous; she looked desperate to harm Ginny. When she had read the daily prophet two days ago, she had been mortified for there on the very front page of the prophet and every other paper in the wizarding world was a picture of Harry and Ginny. The captions under the moving pictures read as, Harry James Potter the boy, who defeated the dark lord, and recently discovered to be the crowned prince of France and soon to be king. On his arm is his fiancée and soon to be queen of France, Ginevra Molly Weasley. Daughter of British minister, minister Arthur Weasley.

Cho had howled in absolute pure seething rage, as she threw the paper and any other object she could get a hold of, across the room. Some objects landed in the fire and ignited and others shattered across the walls. So there she stood in the front row of thousands, as she looked on bitterly at what she deemed should have been hers, and not that fucking Weasley cunt. Cho was far to gone to realise she was the one in the wrong, that she was the one who had dumped Harry and stole Ginny’s boy friend in the process. She was the one who didn’t deserve to have the love and adoration Harry felt for Ginny, and had even when he had been dating Cho and Ginny had been Dating Michael Conner’s.

Mean while inside the cathedral Hermione was straightening Ginny’s veil and Tiara while Tonks, Fleur and Gabriella had taken care of the gown to make such it was not crumpled or creased in any way. Hermione then straightened Arthur’s dark forest green silk tie, then his waist coat in a lighter shade of forest green, embroidered in a golden pattern of different weaved vines and leaves. She then slightly pulled down the thigh length dark coral dress coat with tails.

It was then the impeccably dressed guards opened the large double doors leading to the ceremony. Then a royal version of the wedding march began to play, by an organist. {AN: Is there even a royal version? Oh well I guess there is in my story} they began to walk down the isle, Hermione in front she was followed by Tonks then Fleur and finally Gabriella. Then lastly Arthur led his daughter and the soon to be princess of France down the isle.

The cathedral was beautifully decorated. Roses of blood red and the purest white were weaved together with Lilies and violets. They were secured to the sides of the pews with scarlet and golden ribbons. The centre pieces in front were made up of blood red roses and white roses weaved with crème and lemon ribbons.

Ginny’s heart nearly stop at the sight of her future husband. He stood tall dark and handsome, or in Ginny’s opinion a gorgeous god. There was a dangerous and sharp air to his appearance. He was dressed in the formal uniform that the crowned prince and king wore to special royal occasions. His hair that he had allowed to grow to his upper arms, since he was sixteen was elegantly held back with a leather cord. His shoes were so shiny you could see your face in them, they gleamed that much.

Ginny noticed Ron and her other brothers, including Sirius, Remus, Draco, Blaise, Lucius and Severus were dressed in identical suits and colour to her father. Those who had long hair, had to tie their hair back neatly with a leather cord much like the one Harry was wearing.

Harry jaw nearly hit the floor, until Harry managed to school his features into a loving smile. He knew at that very moment that he loved Ginny with his entire heart and being, she was his entire world, and most of all she was his all his. Harry was hard pressed to not stop breathing at the sight she made. She looked every part the queen she would soon become. She was stunning, out-worldly, there truly were no words to describe her beauty and the love and contentment Harry was feeling at that moment.

The cathedral full of six hundred guests of royalty or some other important role in the wizarding world from all countries. Knew immediately what the look Harry’s face was lit with meant and whom it was without a doubt meant for and directed at.

The music ceased when Ginny reached Harry and her left hand was placed in Harry’s right one. She and Harry walked the last two steps leading to the pastor. Then the pastor went through the royal formalities before asking.

“Do you your Royal Highness Prince Harry James Potter take thee Ginevra Molly Weasley to be your lawfully wedded wife?” Harry replied without hesitation “I will.”

The pastor then turned to Ginny “And do you Ginevra Molly Weasley take thee Harry James Potter the crowned Prince of France to be your lawfully wedded husband?” Ginny replied “I will.”

“Repeat after me your highness. I Harry James Potter the crowned prince of France” Harry repeated. Then the pastor added “promise to love and cherish and to honor you in sickness and health until death we do part?” Harry repeated what the pastor had said.

Then it was Ginny’s turn “Repeat after me” the pastor instructed her. “I Ginevra Molly Weasley” she repeated his sentence. The pastor continued “Promise to love you and cherish and honor you in sickness and health until death we do part.” Ginny repeated every single last word.

He then asked for the rings. He then murmured a complicated incantation that made his wand tip glow bright white and surround the rings in front of him, and with a flick of his wrist making them float in mid air. The rings continued to float in mid air for a few seconds then he floated the rings over to Harry and Ginny, the ring meant for the other going to the other person.

Harry then took Ginny’s ring and placed it on her left ring finger as he said “I dewed and give you this ring as a symbol of my love.” Ginny then took the larger pure white golden band, obviously meant for Harry and slipped the ring on to his left ring finger as she said “I dewed and give you this ring as a symbol of my love.”

Then the pastor tided Harry and Ginny’s left wrists together with golden and scarlet cords. He pointed his wand at the cords holding Harry and Ginny’s left wrists together, a bright golden light shot out of his wand and surrounded Harry and Ginny and the cords. After a moment the cords disappeared, they appeared to have disintegrated into both of Harry and Ginny’s wedding bands.

Then finally the last incantation and part of the ritual was completed. This would prevent either Harry or Ginny turning their wands on each other. So if in the future they tried to cast a spell that would harm or kill the other, then it would not work. And their magic would be combined together along with their souls and lives.

Harry and Ginny took out their wands and took four steps back from each other before getting into a dueling stance. They both aimed their wands at each other, before saying the same incantation at the same time. A golden light shot out of Harry’s wand and hit Ginny right in the heart. A golden light had also shot out of Ginny’s wand and had hit its target, Harry’s heart. Then if by an invisible force their wands were forced out of their hands and shot into the air and floated side by side before they were surrounded in a bright golden and scarlet glow. Then that glow surrounded Harry and Ginny as well as their wands before finally disappearing into each others bodies. The wands then floated back to their respective owners.

Then they walked back to each other and faced the pastor as he announced “And with the powers invested in me I now pronounce you to be husband and wife. You may kiss.” Harry gently cupped Ginny’s face and placed a gentle and loving kiss on her lips, they pulled away after a few moments. No one in that church would ever know that, that clearly loving kiss had been the first Harry and Ginny had ever shared with the other.

They turned to face everyone as they clapped. The pastor announced “It is my honor to introduce to you his Royal Highness Harry James Potter the crowned prince of France and her Royal Highness Ginevra Molly Potter the princess of France.”

Hermione handed Ginny back her bouquet of roses before standing behind and accepting Severus’s arm as they followed Ginny and Harry down the isle, with the other couples following in pairs.

Once outside of the cathedral Harry and Ginny waved to the crowed before sharing a kiss as the cameras flashed like crazy. Harry and Ginny parted smiling lovingly at each other as they walked down the steps. Once they reached the bottom they noticed the large carriage decorated with roses and Lilies and violets, weaved with golden, scarlet, deep purple, lemon and Crème ribbons. The carriage was being pulled by two of the most gorgeous pure white horses Ginny had ever seen. Ginny couldn’t help her self she just had to lovingly pat one of those white horses; she figured she’d die if she passed up on such an opportunity. The horse gently nuzzled her hand as she giggled in delight and said happily “oh you are a beautiful creature aren’t you?”

Harry smiled lovingly at this side of Ginny’s nature she was so loving and caring. Harry also gently patted the horse. Harry and Ginny didn’t care that the cameras were going off like crazy. They both patted the horse one more time before they turned to the carriage and walked up to the door that had been opened by a foot man. Harry helped Ginny into the carriage as she gathered the long train on her gown and made sure it was inside of the actual carriage so it would not get trapped in the door. Harry then climbed in after her and sat closely beside her.

The door was then closed and with that they were off. They were heading back to the palace for the reception. Once the reception was over and out of the way they would be able to be alone together, they secretly could hardly wait. They felt it was high time they revealed their true feelings towards each other a little late yes, but never too late to admit the truth.

Harry and Ginny had no idea that Cho Chang was still in the crowed and had seen them kiss on top of the cathedral steps and waved to the crowds. Cho had never known such burning and all consuming jealousy and hatred. She would get her own back on Harry and Ginny, or so she thought. Little did she know that she was in for a nasty surprise once she decided to put her plan into action with the help of Michael Conner’s.

Later on that afternoon during the reception Harry and Ginny were being introduced to the son of the pastor whom had just married them. Sirius and Remus who had been standing by his side along with Ron had both studied the man in front of them for a moment longer before it had finally dawned on them how exactly they knew the pastors son Damon.

When Harry had excused himself seeing both Sirius and surprisingly Remus were both on the verge of pissing them selves with laughter. Sirius took hold of Harry's arm and Remus did the same with Ron. They pulled the younger men into the library not to far from the ballroom but further enough so that they would not be heard.

Once inside both Remus and Sirius doubled over and clutched their stomachs as they burst out into laughter and held onto each other to remain standing. Harry and Ron were eyeing them strangely Harry asked "Um, care to share the joke?"

Remus managed to wheeze between his laughter "Before I and Sirius decided to have a relationship where it was just the two of us being monogamous without fucking around. We spent the summer here at the palace before our seventh year at Hogwarts. James and Lily were making last minute arrangements with the pastor who just married you and Ginny. Well, that day he had brought his son Damon so he could get a feel for being a pastor when he finally graduated from Hogwarts. Oh and I assure you he more then got a feel for the job so to speak.

Sirius continued now that both he and Remus had managed to get their laughter under control. "So while his father was taking care of business with James and Lily. I and Remus had leaded his son into this very library and each took a turn shagging the virginity out of him." Remus added "He even gave a fairly decent blow job and hand job didn't he Padfoot?"

By now Harry and Ron were in a similar position to what Remus and Sirius had been moments before. Harry gasped between laughter "What? You mean the blond guy who the pastor Philippe introduced us to?" Sirius snorted and replied "The one in the same your highness." Remus smirked "And the ass bag had no idea and still has not idea even to this day that I was the one who de-virginised his precious and supposedly heterosexual sonny boy with pure relish." Sirius leered "Yeah Moony and what a gloriously tight end that was as well."

Harry and Ron were gob smacked they had never seen Remus look so gleeful concerning taking someone’s virginity Sirius yes but Remus was definitely a first them.