Swords (Edmund X Reader)

Christmas Party (Pt. 2)

Unrelated to the story, but I started watching Miraculous Ladybug because I saw so much about it on tiktok, and uhhh Chat Noir is uhhh very....how do I say this....hawt...

chile anyways, back to the story....

Hermione had a handy spell that made my feet hurt less as I walked in my heels. We made our way to the party. I remembered that I had to meet up with Newt somewhere else, so I told Hermione I would see her later as I walked to the Grand Clock.

As I approached, I saw Newt standing there waiting. He was looking at the ground, running a hand through his hair, deep in thought.

His eyes widened as I walked closer. "Wow Y/N, you look gorgeous." He breathed.

"You look really good too, Newt." I replied. He smiled, extending his arm.

"Shall we." He winked. I wrapped my arm around his, nodding and smiling.

We arrived at the party that was already bustling. There was music playing in the background and the kids all milled around. I saw that Harry had come with Luna. I didn't see Hermione, though I thought I saw a flash of her pink dress behind a curtain.

My eyes scanned the room until they landed on a certain dark-haired boy. Edmund's eyes locked on my own, until they wandered below, scanning and taking in every inch of me. As they snapped back up to mine, I leaned closer to Newt. He looked over a sudden flare in his eyes.

I could feel the waves of jealousy radiating off of him though he was several feet away. Perfect.

Newt excused himself for a moment to go get us drinks. As I stood waiting, I saw Edmund walk towards me. He casually stood beside me, scanning the party the same way I was.

"Newt? Seriously." He scoffed.

"Yeah, he's really sweet. And people say he's a really good dancer, so I'm looking forward to that." I said.

"Dancing? If I see his hands on you I will literally-"

"Oh, look here he is with the drinks." I extended my arm, taking the extra glass from Newt's hand.

"Hey Edmund." Newt said. Edmund just nodded, taking a sip from his glass. "Y/N, Hermione wanted to talk to you, she's over there by the curtain, do you wanna go up to her?" Newt asked.

"Sure." I replied walking with Newt in that direction.

"You're doing this to make him jealous, aren't you?" Newt whispered in my ear.

"Newt, I came here with you because you're genuinely my friend, I'm not using you." I clarified.

"Okay, but I want in. Anything to make Edmund feel miserable." He grinned wickedly.

"Oooh, really? Okay..." I said. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer.

"Let me know if you ever feel uncomfortable though." Newt said. I nodded and we both giggled, imagining the face Edmund was making right now. Hermione was indeed by the curtain, and she looked like she was hiding.

"It's Cormac! Ugh I don't know why I asked him!" She exclaimed.

"You should just leave Hermione; you can't hide in the party forever." I stated.

"You're right I should-oop!" She quickly went behind the curtain. Harry came up to us.

"What's up with Hermione?" He asked.

"Ask her yourself." I pointed to the curtain. That's when Filch barged into the room.

"Saw this one sneaking outside, said he was invited to your party." Filch said, holding Draco by the cuff.

"Alright alright, I was gate-crashing!" Draco exclaimed. Newt was instantly intrigued. The lights dimmed, and slow music came on.

"Newt, c'mon let's dance..." I tugged him. He followed me to the dance floor. I put my arms around his neck and he wrapped his around my waist. We slowly swayed with the music. Newt continued trying to listen in on the conversation. Snape walked over to Draco.

"Let me escort you out, Mr. Malfoy." He said. Draco shoved his shoulder out of Filch's grasp, not breaking eye contact with Snape.

"Certainly, Professor..." Draco replied. They both started to leave the party.

"Y/N, I'm sorry, but I have to see what they're up to." Newt said. "You've tortured Edmund enough, you should dance with him before he bursts." Newt smiled. He placed a quick kiss on my cheek and left. I looked around as the lights dimmed dark. But I didn't see Edmund around. So I just closed my eyes, feeling the music.

And that's when I felt hands on either side of my waist tug me back. With my back to their chest, they leaned into my ear.

"This waist...is mine." Edmund breathed. His fingers traced up my arms. "These arms...are mine." With a swift motion, turned me around to face them. He traced his thumb down my face...and down to my lips. "This face...these lips...they're also mine." His voice was so deep it was now almost a growl.

"Hate to break it to you but I'm not an object." I replied. His lips now hovered over mine.

"And I never saw you as one Y/N, but damn I hate seeing you with anyone else but me."

"That's just jealousy-" But I was interrupted by his lips crashing into mine. As I moved with the kiss, I felt one of his hands on the low of my back, pulling me closer to him. The other was behind my neck, holding me in place.

This kiss was more passionate than anything we'd ever done. There was a certain intensity, a certain fire. I could feel the heat radiating from him. As his lips left mine, he trailed kisses down my neck and collar bone. They were hot and wet, and he stopped to suck a certain spot.

"N-Not here Ed." I managed to speak. As if on cue, the lights returned to their usual brightness. The music came to a stop, indicating the end of the party. We pulled apart and I fixed my hair. His hair was also disheveled, and his cheeks were rosy.

"Hope no one saw that." I mumbled looking around. But the lights were dark when the dance was going, and we were in the middle of dozens of other kids.

"Well, everyone's going to see that tomorrow." Edmund pointed to a spot on my neck. "Hopefully Newt and Tewks and any other blithering idiot who has a crush on you will know that you're with me." He smiled satisfied.

I started to leave with the crowd. "You're one of those blithering idiots." I pointed.

"And yet, you fell for that same blithering idiot." He smirked. I rolled my eyes and turned.

Yes Ed, I did fall for you.