Swords (Edmund X Reader)

Reunited

"You're so stupid!" Edmund huffed as I packed my bags. "Do you really think Tom will let you go so easily. He's going to keep you with him until you get there."

"I'm counting on it." I said as I placed another shirt in my bag. I walked across the room to grab something else when Edmund grabbed my hand.

"Y/N, please I can keep you safe here, let's just wait. You have no idea where they're going, that message could've been a trap." Edmund pleaded.

"If it's a trap, I'll return with Tom, if it's not, I'm better off with them." I replied. Edmund knew it was no use arguing with me.

"Fine then I'm coming with you." Edmund decided.

"Tom would kill you if you did that." I said.

"Nah he wouldn't." Edmund waved his hand.

"You know...you're right. No matter what you do, Tom never gets mad at you. He always keeps you close, but never really hurts you...why is that?" I asked. He shrugged and claimed he didn't know. But something was weird about that. I didn't have time to find out. I had to get ready now.

I put on my jacket and slung my backpack on my shoulders. "Look Ed, I have a feeling, a strong one, that we're going to meet again. I just hope we'd be standing on the same side. I still stand by what I told you all those years ago. I love you." I stood up on my tiptoes and kissed him, hopefully for not the last time. But I savored the kiss.

"But I also love my friends, family, and Hogwarts. I would die defending them. When the time comes, I hope you stand by me, and not against me." I said, closing the door behind me.

I walked downstairs to see Tom waiting with his death eaters. "We'll be simply apparating there, you don't need a whole backpack for it." Tom pointed.

"Oh well." I said, but I clasped the backpack's straps. Tom looked at me closely and opened his mouth, but then thought against it.

"Right well, everyone get ready." Tom said. "Y/N, you'll be apparating with Yaxely. Yaxely, don't let her go." Tom order.

"Hey, this wasn't a part of the plan!" I exclaimed as I felt a hand grip my arm.

"Precautions." Tom shrugged, disapparating on the spot. The rest of us followed after him. I felt myself being sucked into the air. It lasted a bit longer, and then my feet found the ground. The sky was a beautiful blue as the sun shone. A huge white tent was set up for the wedding, decorated with flowers and lights.

But all that beauty was tarnished by the screams that filled the air and the terror that coursed through the air. People were running everywhere as the death eaters searched. Yaxely's grip on my arm had tightened to a point that it now hurt.

I pulled out my wand until I felt the tip of another wand at my throat. "Don't even think about it." Yaxely growled.

Luckily, I didn't have to think about it as another spell shot Yaxely square in the chest and he fell back, letting me go. I took the chance to run.

"Thank you, Mr. Weasley!" I ran towards him; he'd been the one to fire the spell at Yaxely. "Do you know where I can find them?" I asked, ducking as another spell almost hit me.

"The tent!" He screamed, running in another direction. I ran to the tent, looking around for any sign of them. Amid the crowd, which a lot of them consisted of Weasleys, it was hard to find them.

I saw a flash of blonde, sandy hair which could only belong to one person. I ran towards their direction. Then I saw familiar fluffy brown hair, jet black hair, and fiery red hair. They were all holding hands. And as I saw the sandy-haired boy run towards them, arm extended, I realized they were going to apparate.

I ran forward as fast as my legs could carry me. I didn't care that I was pushing people out of the way. I was so close, so was the sandy-haired boy. But he got there a millisecond before me. I launched myself forward and grabbed onto who I thought was Hermione just as the four of them were being sucked into thin air.

I was pulled in with them and soon enough my legs felt the ground. Or more like my leg. The other one hurt so badly that it couldn't support itself. I had probably been splinched. I fell to the ground, letting go of Hermione.

"Y/N?" There was shock and pure surprise in her voice.

"My leg..." I managed to get out.

"Oh my god, guys help her up, I know I've got a bottle of dittany." I felt Newt and Harry grab me on either side and lift me up.

"You made it..." Newt smiled. 

"We're in the middle of a city, first let's find a place we can stay." Ron suggested. Hermione nodded and started leading the way.

"We should also get changed." She said. We walked, I limped, to an empty alley where everyone changed out of their fancy clothes into more comfortable ones. Hermione applied dittany to my leg and bandaged it. We all then went to the nearest café.

I sat down on the chair and sighed. Everyone looked at me. "Time for you to explain everything." Ron leaned back, getting comfortable.

"Where do I even begin?" I closed my eyes.

"What can I get for you guys?" The waitress came up to us.

"Five cappuccinos please." Hermione smiled. The waitress wrote it down and went back to the cashier.

"Well, this all started when Tom-"

"-Voldemort-" Harry corrected me.

"-Same thing. It started in our 5th year when he came in my dreams, starting to threaten me and such."

"We know that part." Ron muttered.

"Well, I bet you didn't know that Edmund and Tewkesbury are death eaters." I replied curtly.

"Shh!" Hermione shushed us, pointing to the two people that had entered the café.

"Continue Y/N." Newt said, while eyeing them cautiously.

"I lied before. When the death eaters took me from the Ministry, they took me to Tom, Voldy, whatever. And that's when Tom threatened me. He started telling me that he'd kill everyone I loved unless I did his task for him." I explained.

"And what was the task?" Harry asked.

"To kill Dumble-"

"-LOOK OUT!" Newt yelled, pushing over the table and using it as a shield. He helped me duck behind the table.

"How'd they find us so quickly?" I asked. Newt shrugged. Hermione stood up quickly shooting a spell at them. Harry did the same. Within minutes the two men were on the floor. I slowly got up and we walked towards them.

"That's Yaxely...he was supposed to not let me go. He's here on Volde-" Newt covered my mouth with his hand.

"The name is taboo. Anyone who uses it is tracked, that's how they found us so quickly." Newt explained, uncovering my mouth.

"Obliviate." Hermione pointed her wand at them.

"We need to go somewhere else, someplace safer." I said, leaning on Newt for support.

"I know a place..." Hermione motioned us to all hold hands and then we apparated away.