Hello. This is my first ever fanfic so don't expect too much. Any criticism is welcomed and same for advices. There are 100% going to be a lot of inconsistent ideas and the characters will be OOC sometimes. Also if I mess any of the characters background it's because there has been a while since I watched both of the works.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or FullMetal Alchemist.

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Everything was cold. He could hear the cheers of all the people that helped in the battle, of everyone that was able to help, the cheers . Most importantly, he managed to save his brother's body and soul. He didn't care he was going to die, he was feeling quite good, there on the cold stone of central. His hearing started fading, vision turning black. Someone came next to him...Hawkeye. He saw her say something, but he couldn't heat what she said..."Tell..Al...I kept my promise..." and everything went black, until everything was white.

"The gate? So this is what happens when you die?" he turbed back, already expecting Truth.

"Not quite so, Mr. Alchemist. People who die are just reborn, with no memories, souls attached to new bodies. Circle of life. But you can make a choice, being the only one to figure out how to beat me: you can either choose to reborn like anyone else, or you can get sent to another world, in the same body, with your memories and knowledge, and here's another extra: I'll even restore your actual gate."

"Sent to another world?... But how about you let me stay here, then?"

"When someone dies, that someone should stay dead. I think you know this better than anyone, Ed-ward Elric."

"Yea...you are right." but can I live with those memories, knowing Al and everybody are alive and kicking while I'm in another world, unable to reach them?

"I'll give you time to decide." Truth said grinning.

Edward was really considering to just go on about like everyone else...but then he realised Al would want him to continue living as he is, as far as that would be, but he was still afraid. Afraid that he will not find the world good enough, or that his memories will make people think he's insane. But...

"Time's up, Mr. Alchemist. You have to take your choice."

"I...don't know...but I think I'll go with the new world stuff."

Truth just grinned, and the gate opened. Everything was black again, until it all had colours.

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Sirius was just trying to relax. He's been worried about everything that happened lately and that he didn't know what Harry was doing didn't help either. Let's not mention the fact that him not being able to go out of his house brang boredom. A lot of it. Sirius sighed...but it seemed like life found a way to make things a little bit more interesting as lights in the shape of a circle appeared on the ground. The light's colour was a bright red, and the circle had lines drawn inside of it, all of them forming something similar to a matrix. The light kept getting stronger and stronger, until Sirius was forced to look away from it...but as sudden as the light appeared, as sudden did it dissapear, taking the circle with it. Well, this was a weird one. Sirius went to inspect the place where the circle appeared expecting something to be there. But, he didn't expect a kid...a very injured one to that matter. He hurried to help him, already thinking of charms that would help him heal the boy. He gently grabbed his body, setting him in the couch. Using his wand, he bandaged the boy and stoped his bleeding. I'm going to need Snape to make me some healing potions... All that could be done was wait... Seems like life can be very random sometimes.

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Sirius made sure to not tell Snape the true reason on why he needed the potions. Not until he found out who the boy was. The healing was a rather fast proces, the boy seemed like he was one that did a lot of recovery. He wondered how old was he...For a kid, his body sure does tell that he was involved in a lot of stuff. Maybe he was fighting some dark wizards before he landed here...and the lines on his left arm looked like his arm went trough hell and came back. He just hoped that the boy won't disturb the war with Voldemort.

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Ed felt hungry. No, he felt like he could eat an entire fried pig, and he could still eat more.

He opened his eyes, vision still blury...and he saw he wasn't in a hospital...or maybe he was but it looked different than in Amestris. He stood up, looking at his surroundings. He spoted next to his bed a plate full of food and a glass of... milk. What's up with people liking milk? It's a disgusting white liquid.

Ignoring the milk, Ed started eating the food so he can explore the room and building he was in. There sure are people here...it's not like Truth left me somewhere where there are no people...right?

Just as he was about to get up and start his "adventure" the door opened, with a man with messy hair right behind it.

"Ah, hello! I see you finally woke up!"

"Um...Hello..."

"I'm Sirius Black."

"Edward Elric...so where am I? In a hospital?"

"Glad to finally get to talk to you, Edward. And no, you are not in a hospital. You are, in fact, in my familly's house."

"Oh...so how exactly did you find me?"

"Well...I didn't find you, you just appeared in my house. Beaten up pretty bad, too."

So Truth really did mean I was going to keep my body...he just lowered the injuries just so I don't die. The bastard could have just healed me!

"How did you exactly get in that state? Were you fighting someone?"

"Yea..."

"Any dark wizards?"

"Dark what? Wizards? As in magic and stuff? No, if that is what you mean...because magic can't exist. It doesn't make sense...It doesn't respect equivalent exchange."

"Are you sure that you were but you are having an amnesia? Because appearing out of thin air seems like magical to me."

Ed wanted to open his mouth and continue but he was right...the way he appeared seemed magical. But Truth doesn't do magic, so maybe the payment was the fact that he can't go back on his choice...

"No, as far as I remember there was no magic involved. Neither did my oponent or I do magic."

"So...you are a muggle? A squib?"

"I don't know what any of that means."

"I guess I'll tell Dumbledore about you then...Until then you'll stay with me here."

"Uhm, can I get some books on magic to read then? Maybe I can figure out if something magical sent me here."

"Sure...I'll show you the library. Just, be careful on anything cursed. My familly wasn't really the nicest out of all."

"So I take it you're the black sheep of the familly?"

Sirius laughed. "Yes, you could say so." Sirius opened the library door, showing Edward what was the good magic and bad magic sections.

"If you need anything call for me and I'll see to it."

"Sure...how you say..." Edward already left for the books. He really wanted too see this magic stuff and if it really works in this world.

Sirius sighed and went out. So he was a bookworm.