Author's note: My new obsession with Fullmetal Alchemist and Harry Potter crossovers prompted me to write this fic. And even though its been done 384 times I believe the world needs one more FMAxHP story. FYI it's my very first published story so I should warn you, I have no idea where this story is going and the writing isn't the best in the world. Boredom and insanity caused my to publish this. Based on the 2003 Anime, because that's what I know best.

Disclaimer: Ahem. I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist, Harry Potter or a bunny. :(

Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Current Order of the Phoenix headquarters

Dumbledore stood at the head of the long table resting in the kitchen, his half moon spectacles failing to hide the absence of the usual twinkle of his eyes. "My friends." He started, addressing the adults crowded in the small room, " as you are well aware, dark times have fallen upon our country. The Ministry is ruled by fear; they cannot even admit that Lord Voldemort has returned. I am worried about Harry's safety. I recently discovered a link between Harry and Voldemort's minds." Surprise and confusion were displayed on faces around the room.

A dark haired man with a haunted look spoke "What does this mean for Harry?"

" I fear that Voldemort will discover the link and use it against Harry. I do not know for sure how, but I imagine having a dark lord in your head in any way will be unpleasant Sirius."

"Oh that poor boy." Molly Weasley cooed from her post near the stove.

"But what should we do?" Remus wondered " we hardly have enough members to protect the" here his voice lowered to a whisper "prophecy. Who can guard Harry?"

"Harry will be perfectly safe at Hogwarts." Molly stated confidently " You-Know-Who can't attack the school while Dumbledore is there."

"Ah but sadly, I must distance myself from Harry. I fear that if I am around Harry Voldemort will feel inclined to attack his mind, an attack I am quite powerless against. Therefore I find I will be away for most of the year. Coincidently I have many issues abroad that need to be attended anyway."

" You can't just abandon Harry to You-Know-Who!" Sirius though grateful for everything Dumbledore had done for him, was appalled that Dumbledore was leaving Harry defenseless.

"But my dear man I have a solution." There Dumbledore paused effectively building anticipation "I have requested help, a bodyguard of sorts for Harry, since we seem to be short on recruits"

"Help from who? The Ministry and the greater part of the Wizarding world believes that Voldemort is dead." Kingsley Shacklebolt asked confused as to where Dumbledore had found new allies.

"To put it simply, I didn't ask Wizard for help. I asked an Alchemist."

Amestris Military Dorms Room 52

Edward Elric lay on his bed, staring at a crack in the ceiling. His door creaked open and despite the pain that he knew would follow, he foolishly turned his head willing his brother to walk into the room. Instead a man in a military uniform, his usual smirk absent from his somber face, enters.

"Fullmetal" the Colonel barks "Get up. You have a mission."

The boy addressed as Fullmetal rolls over to face the wall with a grunt, effectively shunning the black haired man.

"That's an order Fullmetal."

"Why should I care, lock me up for insubordination, kick me out of the military, banish my from Amestris. I Don't Care."

The lack of emotion in the boy's voice shook Colonel Roy Mustang, never had he heard The Fullmetal Alchemist 'Hero of the People' sound so defeated, so dead. Desperate to receive a reaction of any sort from the golden haired boy, Mustang tried a different tactic. "Giving up already pipsqueak?" The insult hung in the air as, Mustang stepped back expecting a violent outburst. But there was no reaction from the boy. Not even a twitch.

Mustang was worried, worried to the point of being frightened and it showed. Until now he had no idea how upset the young alchemist was. "Edward." the colonel began using Edwards given name for the first time in four years "It'll be okay. You feel better, just give it time." His comfort sounded weak even to him, but what consolation can you give to an emotionally scared, grief stricken boy?

"It will never get better. Nothing will ever be right again." Dramatic angry words poured out of Ed's mouth accompanied by a glare full of anguish.

Mustang stared into his subordinates eyes watching as the fierce anger turned into sorrow. Edward Elric's walls collapsed revealing grief, guilt and pain.

Roy knew the cause of Ed's tormented state but hearing the words barely whispered and with such raw emotion and pain truly shook him.

The alchemist on the bed turned once again to the wall, hiding his face and his tears as he spoke the words that haunted him.

"He's dead. Al's Dead."

Author's Note: Sorry Al fans I had to kill him to create Ed angst, yes I'm ashamed (hangs head) I'm a disgrace to writers everywhere. But I have to express my creative spirit somewhere. The next chapter will be better cuz the story will actually start. Hooray! Review, love, criticize. :)