Dancing In The Rain - A Edmund Pevensie Fanfiction

Chapter 10: The Ball, Part 1

Ella's POV

I didn't see Edmund that much during the next three days. And whenever I did, he was always with Ingrid. She was either always hanging on his arm, kissing him or hugging him, or doing all at the same time. Edmund always looked disgusted and annoyed at this, but he would pretend to smile at her.

I never understood him. How could he be so sweet to her when she did stuff like that? But when I first met him, he was so rude to me. That upset me, but I tried not to spend too much time thinking about it. Finally, it was the day of Edmund's 18th birthday. The day of the ball. Susan was really excited since today was the day that Edmund was "coming of age." She threw a huge ball in his honor and invited all of Narnia, Archenland, Telmar, and Calormene. The throne room was decorated with green and silver, two of Edmund's favorite colors. The Great Hall was packed, but it was not chaotic.

As Peter gave the opening speech, he asked his brother, Edmund to start the ball off with a dance with Ingrid. As I stood near the buffet table with a glass of water in my hands, I watched the two of them dance. Ingrid kept trying to get close to Edmund and he just kept pushing her away gently. I smirked when I saw how angry she looked that he was not keeping close to her like she was. But then again, I was also upset that she was dancing with him. Somewhere in the bottom of my heart, I wanted to be in her place so badly.

To be in Ed's arms again and just sway to the soft music. I thought as I stared at the glass of water in my hand. I was so focused on my thoughts that I didn't notice that the song had ended and the two of them had stopped dancing.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned around to find Edmund smiling charmingly at me. My heart fluttered as I smiled back. He looked so dashing.

"Congratulate me. I survived!" He laughed.

Again, my heart fluttered. What was up with my stupid heart? I thought.

"Why? Are you not enjoying it? I thought you were having a great time! Having that stick trying to get as close to you as possible!" I laughed as he cringed at the memory.

"I hate dancing with her. She won't give me any, and I mean any room to breathe! I really didn't want to bring her tonight. I wanted to bring y-someone less clingy".

My heart gave a small leap when I heard him almost say "you." Seriously, what was with my heart and these acrobatic stunts!

"And who would that be?" I asked. I just couldn't help but ask.

"You," He replied, staring into my eyes.

And there goes my heart again, jumping up and down and up and down.

"Me? Why? I thought I was just the annoying Ryder girl?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, you still are, don't get me wrong. But that would have been better than her" He joked. "I'm serious. If she didn't force me to take her, I...I would have asked you. I think dancing with you would be much more fun than dancing with that stick."

I chuckled at his attempt at flirting with me. Wait.....Flirting? Was that the right word to use? What exactly was going on here?

"Just promise me you will never marry her. I don't think I'll be able to handle mini Ingrid's and Edmund's running all around the castle!" I laughed.

He paled at the thought of having children with Ingrid. "Aslan forbid I ever court her to begin with! She's just a friend. I mean, why can't she see that? I'm even starting to think she's even a friend. Peter says I have to be friendly to her, so Narnia can keep a good relationship with Archenland."

Before I could give a witty answer, I felt a small tap on my shoulder and turned to see Peter standing before me.

"Ella? Lucy wants to know if you will do a song with her" He asked.