Hey there! This is a HP/FMA fic (as was mentioned in the summary) and it takes place after the sixth book and at the end of the series, only with Ed going to England the second time rather than Germany. As such, it will not follow the 7th HP book, as there is none and contain spoilers for both. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! THERE SHALL BE SPOILERS! I hope this will be a bit more original than some other fics with this crossover, and that Ed will be as height-deprived as ever. Ed: WHO ARE YOU CALLING A HEIGHT DEPRIVED SHRIMP COMPLETE WITH COCKTAIL SAUCE! Me: hey, you said it, not me… but see how much more fun he is when he's short? Ed: I AM NOT A MIDGET-SIZE ANT THAT YOU CAN'T HIT BECAUSE IT'S SO SMALL! Me: Oo anywho… because this is my first crossover with anything involving HP, suggestions and constructive criticism is worshiped. Now I am rambling and you are wondering when I will start the story, so as soon as I tell everyone that I do not own any of these characters nor am I making any money off this fic, sadly… I could use some cash… then I can start. Oh, hey! I just did tell you that! So on to the story at last! Ed: I'm scared now…

Chapter 1: the encounter

A group of three people in their late teens were walking through a thick wooded area. One had dark, messy black hair with startling green eyes, the second had fiery red hair that was slightly dimmed by the dirt that was encrusting itself their from the three days that they had gone with out shower. The third of these figures had long, bushy brown hair and an aura of intelligence around her. They walked in silence for a while before the black-haired one broke the stillness by saying, "Hey Hermione, what town was it that the second horcrux was in?"

"It is supposed to be somewhere in Kent." The girl who was clearly Hermione answered him.

"Hey Harry," said the red-head.

"Yah Ron, what is it?" said the boy called Harry.

"Do you think that… WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THAT!" he shouted as he pointed to the left of the group at a strange figure that much resembled a palm tree crossed with a guy in a skirt.

"Oh, come now. don't you remember me?" said the figure as it stepped out from the shadow of the tree reveling not much that hadn't been noted before except for the eyes which were dark and soul less.

"And why should we?" asked Harry, reaching in his pocket for his wand.

"Oh, that's right, you don't recognize this form, do you?" it said while5
Chuckling slightly to itself before changing into a form that Harry knew all too well.

"Voldemort." He said with venom in his voice.

"Hmm… not my favorite name, but I suppose you are close." It said with a smirk before leaping in the air, pulling a dagger out of his sleeve. (A/n: incase you don't recognize the 'it' it's Envy. I was switching between it and he because first, Envy is, well… Envy, but also Voldemort, so from this point on Envy is a he. Sorry for any confusion in that part. Back to story!)

"HEY FREAK! DON'T GO SWITCHING TARGETS ON ME NOW!" shouted a loud male voice as a flying blonde pipsqueak came soaring through the air, clapping his hands and touching his right arm which instantly changed into a dangerously sharp blade. 'Voldemort' stopped in mid air, turning to face the oncoming threat.

"Oh, so you are here, are you?" he asked nonchalantly as he stepped to the side just in time to miss the onslaught.

"Don't give me that you bastard you just—"

"Ah-ah now, let's not point fingers, shall we? I really must be going now. Good bye!" and with a crack he vanished.

"Damn. I lost that bastard again." The blonde said as he clapped his hands again, touching the blade he had created. In the place where he put his hands the trio noticed a blinding blue light that ran down the blade leaving a metal arm in its wake. Once the light faded, the blonde looked up at the three teens saying in a perfectly calm voice as if nothing had even happened, "hey, you three ok?"

"Umm… yah, I guess. But who are you?" asked Harry, speaking for all of them as he looked at the blond boy. In addition to his blond hair, he had stunning golden orbs for eyes what shone with fierce intensity, protection, anger, pain, and a thousand other emotions that Harry didn't know if he could ever identify. He wore a black long sleeve shirt (one arm was shredded and hanging loosely where the arm-blade had cut them reveling a metal arm which Harry had never seen anything similar to before) with a black vest over it, buttoned with a silver bar at the top and a pair of black leather pants and boots that seemed to boost his height by at least three or four inches and he wore a glove on his left hand, as the one on the right had been shredded worse than the sleeve had.

"Oh, that's right. People here don't know me, do they? Heh…" he said, more to himself than anything else. "I'm Edward Elric. And you?" Harry was a bit taken aback by the fact that there was still someone out there that didn't know who he was. Unless this Edward person was a muggle, but then how could he have done that trick with his metal arm? He would have to ask about that. "I'm Harry, this is Ron, and that is Hermione, over there." He said as he indicated each person by name. Hermione and Ron stared at the strange blonde for a minute before Ron spluttered, "that was bloody brilliant! How did you do that thing with your arm!"

"RON!" Hermione reproached him, though she had been wondering the same thing.

"Alchemy." He said simply. Upon seeing their blank looks he explained, "It's a science in which the components of an object is broken down, reconfigured, and re-assembled. Because my arm is metal," he grimaced at that a bit, but no one but Harry really noticed. "I can make a metal sword out of it. There's a bit more to it than that, but that's the basics."

"Edward," Harry started before Ed cut him off.

"Call me Ed. It sounds less like you're trying to kill me." He said simply. (a/n: I found that line in someone else's fic and thought it was awesome. I cant remember which one it was, so know only that that is not my line! If you know who it belongs to, or if it belongs to you, let me know so I can give credit)

"Ummm…… ok, Ed. How do you know Voldemort?" Harry finished.

"VOLDEMORT!" he shouted loudly while laughing so hard he doubled over. Hermione and Ron cringed slightly at the fact that this kid took that name so lightly and spoke it so simply, almost as if it was a joke. "Is THAT the name he's going by! Ha! Envy, you've sunk really low to go by a dumb name like that!" he shouted into the air, almost as if he was expecting the palm-tree person to be listening in. after recovering his breath and composure he decided to answer the question. "Lets just say he has almost as much of a reputation as I do where I come from. And you? How do you know that freak of a sin?"

"He's been after me since the day I was born."

"Heh, same here." Ed put in reflecting on his father. 'But how the heck did he cross the gate then? There's more to this story than any of us know right now, but maybe if I stick with these kids they can give me the information I need. Not to mention that he seems to be after them too, so the best possible way to ensure another encounter with him will be to stick with them. Lets just see where this takes me. Hopefully it will be another way back to Al and Winery.' He thought before turning to back to face the trio again. "Hey, could I join you?" he asked the Harry, who seemed to be the leader of the group.

"If you don't mind having a 90 chance of being attacked at any moment, then yah, sure."

"Really? Only 90? That sounds like a wonderful break from my daily life. I've been needing a vacation!" He said jokingly. While Ron and Hermione looked at him like he must be crazy (which would have explained the fact that he was so impassive to the danger that they had just been in and took seeing the Dark Lord so lightly), Harry just laughed and thought, 'I just might have found the only person on this planet or any other that actually understands what I face. This will be interesting.' Little did he know that Ed was thinking the same thing.

"So, where are you three headed?" Ed asked them.

"We were going to Kent. It's a city near the ocean and its main income comes from fishing and trade." Hermione said excitedly, never being able to pass up a chance to show her knowledge.

"and what were you going to do there?" Ed asked her.

"I can't tell you that. Maybe once we get there I can." She said as she looked to Harry for confirmation. He nodded his agreement and started walking down the path as he said, "It's a long walk. We should get started." Hermione looked over at Ron who shrugged and started after Harry. Ed stayed where he was for a moment. "I have a feeling that we are both after one of the same goals. To see Envy dead. I wonder what he has done to you to make you go after him like this…" he murmured to himself before he too started down the hill, repairing the sleeve of his shirt and pulling on a spare white glove over the auto-mail hand.

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"Hey Ed." Ron said to the new traveler.
"Yah Ron, what is it?"
"You said earlier that you used Alchemy. I know that you already said that it was a kind of science, right? But it looked like a kind of wandless magic." Ron said. Ed read the silent question, but also picked up the words 'wand' and 'magic'. There wasn't such thing as magic. Not even in this world. Or was there?
"Magic? Wand? What are you talking about? Magic isn't real." It was both a statement of denial and a question with hope. Magic couldn't be real, but if it was there might be another way to get back through the gate and to Ametris.
"Yes it is, but most muggles, that's non-magical people, don't know about it. But this Alchemy, I've only heard of it once before and that was when we were doing research on Nicholas Flamel, the only known creator of the philosophers stone, but he—" Hermione started to say.
"THE STONE! THERE WAS ONE HERE TOO! THAT'S IT! I CAN USE THAT TO GET BACK HOME TO AL AND WINRY! WHERE IS IT!" Ed screamed, cutting Hermione off and looking around wildly as if he expected the stone to be lying right in front of him.
"It was destroyed! Six years ago to keep Voldemort from getting it and getting his body back!" said Ron, staring at the over-reactive Ed. After hearing this, he calmed down, almost looking depressed.

"Sorry. I… I didn't mean to just jump on you all like that. I've just been through hell lately. Sorry." 'hell's an understatement. For god's sake! I've practically died! THREE TIMES! That can't be considered normal. Not to mention being torn away from the only people I have ever really cared about. I just hope their ok. "I've just got to be alone for a while. There's some stuff I have to think about." He said simply as he walked off behind the trees to the left. Ron and Hermione exchanged looks of questioning and mistrust as Harry looked at the sky and shrugged. "It's starting to get dark anyway, so it would probably be a really good idea to stop here anyway." He then walked off only about five or six feet away from where Ed had entered the forest at, giving the blond some space.

"Do you think we can trust him?" Hermione asked once he had gone.

"I don't know, but that 'alchemy' of his will be really useful if we can. I mean, think of it, 'mone! It's a form of magic that no one in this world knows anything about! The only two who did were Nichols Flamel and Dumbledoor, and Flamel must have died only a few weeks after the stone was destroyed, and Dumbledoor…" He trailed off after that, pain evident in his eyes.

"I know, Ron, I know." Hermione said, her eyes reflecting the hurt in his. "I just can't help but wish he was here. he would know what to do. But for now we have to trust in Harry's judgment. If he says it's ok for Ed to come along with us, then we have to accept that and trust him for now. but nonetheless, we should still keep an eye on him. you saw how he reacted when he heard about the stone! I wonder what he was talking about… and why would he need the stone to get back to his house? I wonder just where he's from anyway."

"I don't know, 'mione. But I agree with you. We should keep an eye on him. I'd hate to be the guy that pissed him off like he did. What was up with him anyway? Not Ed, but… you know…" Ron wondered.

"Oh, Ron, HONESTLY! Just say his name! Voldemort! It's not that hard of a name!"

"yah, yah, I know… but really, what was up with the shape-shifting? Not to mention that palm-tree form. What the bloody hell was up with that anyway? As far as I know he could never do that before. What happened, ya think?"

"I don't know, but all the shape-shifting didn't seem to affect Ed. I wonder just how they know each other anyway. Ed said that Voldemort had been after him too. At least that means that they're not both on the same side." Hermione said as she started to walk towards the place where Harry had disappeared into the trees, Ron following her as they continued to go over all the strange occurrences of the day.

To be continued…

A/N: so, what do ya think? Is it different yet? Are you going to keep reading? Do you think/know I'm crazy? Oo well, let me know! I'm sorry if Ed seems Bipolar in this chapter, but I SWEAR he gets less-so in later chapters!

Ed: YOU ARE A CRUEL TORMENTER!

Me: I know! Isn't it great! Um… I mean… no I'm not!

Ed: …

Me:…… so… do you like it? This idea has been festering in my brain since shortly after I started writing my other cross-over fic, Unexpected friends. Which Ed is also in.

Ed: NON-EXISTENT GOD! PLEASE SAVE ME! SHE'S CRAZY!

Me: oh, come off it! I'm actually being nice to you in my other fic! Well, minus the fact that I'm making you stuck in a whole other world, but hey! I'm doing that in this fic to! Point is, I've had this idea for a while and finally decided to get off my metaphorical ass and actually sit down and write it! (since I was sitting, the metaphorical is implied… Oo…) so let me know if you like this and think I should continue of if I should just erase it completely. Flames, constructive criticism, mental support, and of course praise reviews are all worshiped! And no, I am not kidding about the mental support. I have an evil teacher who makes my life a living hell in which I end up staying up till around 11:00 at night every night, waking up at 5:30 to get ready for school. YEAY SLEEP-DEPRAVATION! That would be why I asked about my sanity earlier and also for mental support. But yes, any reviews on this are SORELY needed! Especially if you want to see more of this, because I am requiring at least four reviews before I update this! Mwahahahahaha! So let me know what ya think! Or if you see a miss spelling on a name! God I suck at spelling! And my grammar's not that great either, so…yah… oh! and before I forget, my mom has done something with my 6th HP book, and I can't find it, so if anyone out there could tell me what the remaining horcrux's are, PLEASE TELL ME! PRESS THE LITTLE BLUE REVIEW BUTTON! PLEASE!