Larry Fluff

Not Cinderella

Summary: The one in which the prince doesn't fall in love with the peasant girl but with his own fairy godfather.

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Harry looked around at all the clothes he owned but saw nothing that was very appealing. His father wanted to throw a big ball for Harrys birthday even though Harry objected many times. He looked through all his clothes once more before sighing and making his way to his mother and fathers room.

"Dad!" Harry whined knocking on the big white doors.

"Yes?" His father hollered clearly annoyed. Well Harry had bothered him more than 13 times that day.

"I can't find anything to wear." Harry replied. The pressure for everything to come out prefect was on Harrys shoulders and he was starting to worry the pressure would be too much to handle.

"What about that lovely black suit I got you last month." His father suggested.

"Dad that one is too plain." Harry complained.

"Well then, I don't know what to say."

"Well thanks dad, I can always count on you for help." Harry said sarcasm dripping from his voice. He got up and walked out of the huge room slamming the doors in the process. He didn't know what to do and no one was helping him at all. As he was walking to the room he saw white orbs and dust flying around in a spiral form. Almost like a mini tornado.

"What in the world?" Harry muttered clearly confused as to what was going on. From the white orbs and dust appeared a short young guy in a blue suit.

"Hello!" A high pitched voice greeted which turned out to be the guys in the blue suit. "I'm your fairy godfather but you can call me Louis."

"Aren't you a little too young to be a godfather?" Harry asked because the boy was very short and appeared to be a year less old than Harry.

"Aren't you a little too old to be this spoiled and bratty?" Louis snapped clearly a very sassy type of guy. Harry rolled his eyes and raised his eyebrow. "Anyways I'm not here to fight, I'm here to help."

"With what?" Harry questioned.

"With your suit situation." Louis replied pulling out a wand from his suit.

"You can really help?" Harry asked excitedly, while running a hand through his curls.

"That's what I just said, didn't I?" Louis sassed but then giggled at Harrys annoyance. The sound of Louis' giggles made Harry break out into a genuine smile. They were the most beautiful sound. "So you ready?" Harry nodded in response.

Louis moved the wand in a 'U' pattern muttering words that Harry has never heard before. Harry gets engulfed by white orbs and in just seconds they're gone. As he looks down he sees he's wearing the most beautiful suit he has ever seen. It's a white suit with black flowers as a pattern, underneath he wears a black shirt.

"Thank you so much, I love it!" Harry exclaimed. Louis smiled and Harry stared at the beautiful blue eyes before him. There was something about his eyes that Harry absolutely adored. They were just so beautiful. Louis looked down with red cheeks and nodded his head.

"Now you're ready! Go get 'em tiger!" Louis said pushing Harry put out the door. Just as Harry was about to say something Louis disappeared into a white orbs and dust. Harry sighed sadly, that boy was something different, if only he could get to know him better and possibly become friends.

Harry walked down the hall only to hear music playing already and the sound of laughter and chatter. Will, his father's assistant, walked towards Harry from the end of the hall.

"Are you ready?" Will asks shoving Harry towards the doors that lead to where the ball is being held. When they say his name he will have to slowly descend the stairs and dance with every female in that room, which may lead to him finding his true love. Harry nods and Will knocks on the side of the door twice.

The music stops and outside he hears a deep voice yell, "Presenting Harry Edward Styles, the birthday boy!" The doors open slowly and once they're fully open he descends the stairs while the room erupts in claps. Trumpets and violins play in the background. Harry contained himself from rolling his eyes because they were making such a big deal for his eighteenth birthday. Once he reached the bottom the music began again, some people shook his hand while others went back to dancing. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around to see a girl in a pink puffy dress extending her hand, waiting for a dance. This was going to be a long night.
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Harry thought he was done dancing for the day but then came a girl in a blue dress. The only one there with a blue dress. Her blonde hair was in a bun and her small hand was extended outward. Harry took her hand and began to waltz to the lovely music. Harry looked into her eyes which were blue but there was something missing in her eyes. They were nothing compared to how beautiful Louis' we're.

"What's you're name?" Harry asked trying to make the situation less awkward.

"Cinderella." She replied quietly looking at the ground with pink cheeks. When Louis had pink cheeks Harry thought it was adorable but now that Cinderella is blushing he feels nothing. As the song came to an end Harry kissed her hand like he did with all the other girls and walked away to the table with drinks. None of the girls here were his true love that's for sure.

As the curly haired boy sipped on his fruit punch, across the room he saw Louis trying to catch his attention. Louis then smiled and signaled for Harry to come to him. Harry put his punch on the table and walked slowly towards Louis.

When he did approach the boy who he just realized was really curvy he said, "Yes?"

"I am so sorry, I forgot to mention that when it's midnight the suit will vanish and you will go back to wearing what you had on before." Louis apologized guiltily looking at the ground. Harry shrugged his shoulders and picked up Louis' chin with his pointer finger.

"It's fine, this party should be over by midnight." Harry says then looks at the clock hanging on the wall, "Which should be in about half an hour."

"You don't seem to be enjoying your party." Louis states tilting his head to the side cutely.

"Not really. This party is so lame and these girls are definitely not my true loves." Harry sighs sadly rubbing his eyes.

"There's not much to do about the party, but what do you mean none of them are your true loves?" Louis asked.

"I danced with every single one of the single ones and yet I don't feel a connection. The worst part is these are all the girls of this kingdom and from some other kingdoms too."

Louis smiled sadly and looked to the ground again. "Well how about I help you not be bored anymore?" Louis asked to which Harry nodded. Louis grabbed Harrys hand and dragged him to the dance floor. With a snap of the boys fingers the music changed from slow to upbeat and funky. Louis started to dance crazily obviously showing he can't dance. Everyone was confused but just started to dance crazily too. Harry laughed at Louis' dance moves and began to dance too.

After a while of dancing Louis grabbed Harrys hand again but this time he felt something run through his body. It was almost like an electric jolt that made him feel happy inside. The short boy drags Harry outside where he takes out his wand and mutters something under his breath. They vanish and end up at the top of the palace, where they can see the whole kingdom.

It was honestly a beautiful site but Harry didn't appreciate it until Louis stood beside him. The lights of the buildings shined bright and made everything look even better. Louis was staring in awe at the sight. Harry looked at him and saw how his eyes twinkled. He realized Louis had what Cinderella didn't.

Louis' eyes held kindness and beauty. Although, Cinderella was beautiful she is nothing like Louis. Louis was special and he didn't realize it up until now that the connection he had been looking for was this. Louis was his true love and he would do anything to have the boy by his side.

When Louis caught Harry staring he winked at which Harry laughed. Harry threw and arm over Louis' shoulder and Louis knew it was more than being friendly. But Louis didn't care so he snuggled into Harrys chest and stared back at the city. And if they kissed later that night no one had to know.