Two Worlds Collide | By : Lumos_Always Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Viktor Views: 8123 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Viktor P.O.V.
It is finally here! The day that I wed Mimi, I can’t believe that it is finally here. This past year and a half has been a whirlwind, but I would not change it for the world. The past six months were even worse with Mamá and Mimi planning the wedding and coronation. I know that it has been tough for Mimi, she has had to transition again from a world that she was comfortable with to this. But knowing her, she took the transition in stride and has succeeded in not only planning these two events, but she is almost finished with her “princess training” as she calls it.
I chuckle at the thought when Sasha comes into my room and gave me a smirk, I know what he is thinking but we just embrace in a hug. “Come on Comrade, it’s time to get you your ball and chain!” Sasha said as he pulled me out the door of my bedroom, I quickly snatch the circlet that I am supposed to wear off my desk as we exit my room. Fidgeting with the circlet, we walk the familiar route to the throne room, one that we have walked many times throughout our life time. Stopping at the doors that separate us from the ceremony, we give each other one last hug before the guards open the doors. Sasha and I walk through the doors and head up to the altar where the priest is at and take our spots. It is only not that I notice how large the guest list for these two events are!
I spot my Mamá and Aunt wiping their eyes with their husband’s handkerchiefs, while my siblings and cousins fidget in their dress robes. Before I am able to let out a low chuckle, the music changes and the doors at the end of the throne room open.
My breath is taken away at how beautiful my bride is. Her father walks her down the aisle as she wears a very long lace dress, I think Mamá called it cathedral length. She has long sleeves of lace on her arms that matches the rest of her dress and every so often she sparkles from the diamonds that are sown on to the dress. She carries a large bouquet of blood red roses that matches my formal robes and she has on a veil that in the front covers her face but in the back, matches the length of her gown.
By the time she makes it to the steps of the altar, Sasha has to gently nudge me to go and get her.
“Who gives this woman to be married?” the Priest asks
Her father chokes a little but finally says “Her…Her mother and I do.” Stepping closer to her I reach for her hand and I hear her father whisper, “Take care of my bunny,” as he takes her roses away from her. Nodding my head that I would, I escort Mimi up the stairs of the altar where we face the priest.
For the next hour, I go through the motions of the call and response that the priest prompts since I am too enthralled in the way that my Mimi, my angel looks. Her brown eyes glisten with unshed tears, her red lips looking so kissable, and her porcelain skin so flawless, I am so lost in her beauty that I didn’t realize that ceremony was done!
“Prince Viktor, you may now kiss your Princess.” The priest said after he nudged me with his foot.
Looking back at Mimi, I lean down and kiss her like my life depended it on it. Those watching stood up and cheered, while others whistled or wiped tears from their eyes. When the two of us broke apart, I wiped the tears from Mimi’s eyes and gave her a huge smile. Finally turning towards the crowd the priest announced, “It is my pleasure to announce for the first time, Prince Viktor and Princess Hermione Krum!”
Walking back down the aisle as husband and wife, Mimi and I head to one of the guest rooms by the throne room so we can change. We only have two hours to get ready before we have to have our coronation, which will be held at the same place we were just married. Pulling Mimi into the room, I notice that our outfits are laid out and ready for us to put on. Shutting the door, I lock it with a strong privacy spell and throw up a silencing spell as well.
“So my princess, my vife, let me get you out of that huge dress.”
“Please dear husband” Mimi giggled as she turned around and presented the back of her dress to me. Finding the zipper, I slowly pull it down while kissing the newly exposed parts of her back. Once I reach the bottom, I let the dress pool at her feet and notice that she is only wearing a pair of knickers and heels. I instantly feel myself harden at the sight of my wife’s toned back and arse.
Turning around slowly, she cover’s her breasts with her arms as she saunters over to me.
“Well dear husband,” she says as she gasps my bulge with one hand as she uses the other to keep herself covered “we have about an hour to have some fun and it looks like you are ready to play.” She lets go and heads over to the bed, she climbs on with a little wiggle of her arse and I use my wand to undress myself and quickly make my way over to her.
Smacking her arse, she lets out a squeal and I take the time to flip her over on to her back. For the first time I am able to see her breasts, two perfect globes with dark pink nipples in the middle of them. Looking up at her hooded eyes, I start to kiss my way down Mimi starting at her neck. Stopping at her breasts, I spend a few minutes licking, sucking, and nibbling my wonderful treasures. For the next hour, Mimi and I spend time getting to know each other’s bodies and consummating out marriage.
After a quick nap, the two of us finally get up to clean ourselves and change, so we are ready for the coronation. It is funny to think that Mimi has only been a princess for a few hours and now she is going to be queen.
Dawning our coronation clothes, which a little less flashy than our wedding robes, we finally make it out of the room to meet our parents at the door to the throne room. Once we arrived, I noticed that Mamá and Papá are each holding a box. Mimi looks at me with confusion, but we make our way to our parents any way.
“Don’t you two look fantastic!” Mamá and Hermione’s Mom say at the same time.
Blushing, the two of us are looked over by the women while the men stand there and chuckle.
“Now, I know that this is new for you Mimi but I vould not have any other rule beside my Viktor.” Mamá says “Here is the circlet that I vore vhen I vas crowned next to Papá and I vant you to wear it.” I hear her say as she puts the circlet on Mimi.
“Thank you very much, this means a lot to me.” Mimi says as she hugs Mamá
“So, I have the same. This is my circlet, which was my father’s and his before that, vhich I vore vhen I vas crowned next to your Mamá. Vear it proudly my son.” Papá says, I smile and bow my head so he can put it on me. The two of us hug, and we fall in line behind the two sets of parents. The doors of the throne room open and we follow down the aisle as the trumpets blare the traditional reprise.
Mimi’s parents are seated in the front row by an usher, while Mamá and Papá make their way to their thrones. Papá helps Mamá into her seat, before turning and addressing the crowd that has gathered for our coronation. Mimi and I wait at the bottom of the steps and watch as Papá becomes King of Bulgaria.
“Friends, Family, People of Bulgaria, the Queen and I vould like to thank you for attending the wedding and coronation of the Prince and Princess of Bulgaria! The Prince and Princess have already wed and it is now time for them to take over the throne. The Queen and I could not ask for a better couple to take over the throne. Would the Royal Priest, Prince, and Princess please make their way to the dais?”
Taking Mimi’s arm and tucking it into my elbow, I escort her up the steps and in front of the thrones and wait for our instructions from the priest. We watch as he moves to Papá and Mamá and removes their crowns and places them on a pillow that an altar boy has been holding. Heading over to us, he motions for us to kneel and help Mimi down before kneeling next to her.
“Prince Viktor, Princess Hermione, do you swear to uphold the laws and ideals of Bulgaria?”
“We Do.”
“Do you swear that upon ascension to the throne, that you will be just and fair rulers?”
“We Do.”
“By accepting the Royal Crowns, you will have accepted the right of the Royal Family for Bulgaria.” The Priest then picked up the King’s Crown and placed it on my head and then did the same with Mimi. Gesturing us to stand, the two of us did and turned to face our subjects, our people.
“May I present the new King and Queen of Bulgaria!” The Priest said.
Instead of clapping, like at the wedding, everyone bowed even Mamá and Papá. We are lead to the thrones where Mamá and Papá were once seated and took our rightful seats. Holding hands, Mimi and I listen to the Priest give his closing remarks and before leading the altar boys out of the throne room, followed by Mamá, Papá, and Mimi’s parents. We watch as the rest of the people file out and into the reception that is being held for the Wedding and Coronation.
Why the last person as left, except for the guards, I squeeze Mimi’s hand and kneel in front of her.
“So my Queen, how do you feel?”
“I guess it just hasn’t hit me yet. But I am glade that I am able to continue this journey with you.” She said to me as she gave me a soft kiss.
“So you vouldn’t change it? Any of it?”
“No I wouldn’t. From Malfoy attacking me to your persistent chase of me, I wouldn’t change it for the world. I love you Viktor and that will never change.
“I luff you too My Queen.” I said kissing her.
Helping her up out of her throne, I escort her down the aisle for the second time today and into the rest of our lives.
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