NEVERLY EVER AFTER…
Summary
Lily wants to go to Prince James' ball but has no means of getting there, plus no interest in meeting a pompous git.
Remus has less than zero interest in going to the ball, but it looks like he's going to have to go anyway, despite being a beast.
Prince Sirius has just escaped his step-father's latest assassination attempt. Great. All good.
And Prince James knows he's going to have to turn up to his own ball, and pretend everything is tikety-boo, despite the fact that a curse is due to hit him tonight and send his off to sleep for a hundred years.
All's well then, isn't it??
For the @jilychallenge March 2024 Theme: Fairy Tales
Tales: Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, Aladdin.
Quote: "As you are so clever, you shall sit with me" from Grimm
Fae creature: Unicorn
Partner: @practicecourts (thank you to my partner 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 for organising this lovely March Jilychallenge 2024 fairytale idea!)
A little gift for @mabelexclamationpoint and @theresthesnitch who love Jily and Wolfstar 🥰
Chapter One: Tickety-Boo
Lily Evans didn’t want to go to the ball to marry some spoilt, conceited, pompous git who probably seriously needed to deflate his head. She wanted to go because she had never been to a ball.
She wanted to see all the spectacular ballgowns; the raffish, over-the-top waistcoats and petticoats; the glamorous high heels on the men, and the ornate powdered wigs and strange makeup; she had heard there was at least one break for food as an energy boost between dances – that they served new things called canapés - savoury biscuits filled with meats or cheeses or caviar or salmon. She craved delicious food.
And perhaps a drink of strong, sweet wine (which she wasn’t supposed to have, ever, but she occasionally managed to steal a glug from one of the bottles her step-sister Petunia jealously guarded).
Mostly, she longed to listen to the enthralling music - an entire orchestra! - and to dance, to sweep across the floor, feeling magical and wild, untethered. Her father had taught her to dance, and she had never forgotten.