Really this is getting ridiculous, you already have a load of stories going on that have put on hiatus, it just isn't fair to do a new one right now.
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Fine do what you will.
Yay, my conscious agrees wit me, maybe now it will let me partake in cannibalism….again.
XxXxXxX one little book XxXxXxX
Harry James Potter, the saviour of the wizarding world, the only person to have ever survived being hit with the killing curse was currently running for his life from his morbidly obese cousin and his gang of friends, he had been running from them since they had all been let out of school, it was nothing unusual, they always chased him, he always ran and the only one in their little group who could run as fast as he could would run him down to be beaten by the others.
That boy was on holiday today, this simple fact would change the world forever, it was this fact that allowed Harry potter to run into the small library at the bottom of Fusler Street, it was a run down place, the sign only just hanging on with the light bulbs inside flickering on and off at irregular intervals, taking a deep breath Harry pushed open the doors and entered the drab room.
It was circular with three tiers with the only access being a rickety ladder to each tier, in the centre of the room was a large round desk with several lamps illuminating a scrawny man with wispy white hair and a set of glasses that had several lenses over the original held on by a set of extra wire frames, he was reading a large tome intently.
Harry stepped forward and the floor creaked, the small mans eyes shot up, the left was a radiant blue, the right was a startling gold, he looked at Harry with a small smile on his face and spoke a voice like sandpaper.
"Hello my boy, I'm sorry I didn't spot you earlier, go one take a look around but be careful, some of the books here are very old and are easily damaged."
Harry nodded his throat oddly dry making speech an almost impossible task, he then started to wander around the dingy room, his eyes wandering over the many books on offer, they rested on a seemingly ordinary book, a black tome with flaky golden writing emblazed on the spine, the only thing that made it seem odd was the title, it was not everyday you got a book called alchemy for beginners.
Harry had learnt about alchemy in school, it was supposed to be a fairy tale, yet here was a book that from the title promised to teach it to you, Harry reached out and plucked the tome from the shelf and held it almost reverently, he then sat down on one of the arm chairs absentmindedly noting how soft it was.
He opened the book and read the first paragraph.
"To whoever finds this book.
I wrote this in the hopes that alchemy will continue on, the continent I am on is called Amestris, it is currently undergoing a massive tectonic movement, I fear that by the time this is released into the world beyond fathers fidelius technique we shall all be dead, listed in this is all the roads of alchemy, I spent all my life compiling the works of the other alchemists, the red lotus, the full metal, the flame alchemist, they along with many others have unknowingly surrendered their secrets to me.
But before you delve into their work you must first understand the basic principle of alchemy, equivalent exchange, this is key, one cannot get anything without first giving something of equal or greater value in the first place.
Lesson one, alchemical circles and arrays, this is how we work, the circles focus and direct the energy to take to the place of certain chemicals, take the crimson lotus alchemist, the tree points on his moon circle are the equivalent for the chemicals oxygen 11, hydrogen 22 and carbon 12, or C12 H22 O11.
His circle containing the sun symbol has instead the chemicals magnesium, chlorine 2 and oxygen 8 or CL2 Mg O8, when these two formulae come together it creates a large explosion in a designated area, the remarkable thing is that without the array to fuel the reaction mixing the two chemicals would do nothing, because these two chemicals are cane sugar and magnesium perchlorate.
Of course that was just a simple version of combat alchemy; the real alchemy is done outside of combat, alchemy is primarily used for creation not destruction, at the height of their alchemical prowess the Armstrong family were capable of raising an entire city it they so wished, or destroying one. Alchemy will always have a polar opposite; you can create just as easily as destroy.
The actual process can be broken down into three major steps.
Comprehension.
You must be able to understand what makes the object you are transmuting, be it water, air or earth; it will always have a factor that can be identified.
Decomposition.
You use energy to break down the object into a more malleable state ready to be reformed.
Reconstruction.
Continuing the flow of energy as to reform a new shape.
If you master these three steps you will have the world at your fingertips, the people of Ishval one called the alchemists out and said that they defied God, in three months they had been utterly annihilated by the state alchemists, not once did God make an appearance, it was sad really, they truly believed that they were in the right.
Above all remember this, alchemy is a tool, and you must use it like any other tool, with a healthy amount of caution, you wouldn't place your fingers into the blade of a chain saw, likewise you must not use any part of yourself in an alchemical array, others yes, but never yourself, it will always result in the same thing, you will taken to the gate of truth and something will be taken from you. It may be as small as a single hair, it may be as costly as your entire being but it will take something.
There is a way to pass through the gate unharmed, but that path is dark, it takes someone of extreme will or lack of sanity to walk it"
With a dull thud the book fell from Harry's fingers and hit the floor, the librarian looked over the rim of his glasses and smiled slightly before flicking his wand and depositing a thick blanket onto Harry's sleeping form.
He then pulled the book onto the desk and once again tried to read the words, again the pages were blank, Harry had been reading for hours now, it seemed that the alchemists were coming back whether the wizarding world wanted them to or not, the librarian hummed in thought as he pulled a book partway lose causing the wall to shift and allow him access to the alchemical laboratory hidden within.
In the centre of the lab was a small glass flask, contained within that flask was a black orb with two tiny arms, a single golden eye watched from the centre as the lid of the flask was uncorked and a red liquid dribbled onto the orb causing it to sigh in contentment.
"Today, a boy came into the library, small scrawny, very eager to learn, he read the book. there is another alchemist."
The orbs eyes seemed to glow with happiness as it began to wobble in its flask and let of a high pitched keening noise.
The librarian leant back in his chair and drifted of to sleep.
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It had been almost three months since Harry had found the book on alchemy, after one week of repeatedly going to the library the librarian had told him that the book could only be read by someone who had the potential to be great, he had then revealed to Harry the laboratory, to say he had been happy would have been an understatement, it would have been almost impossible to get the required chemicals for the transmutations without the librarians help.
The only thing that had unnerved him was the living fragment of the gate that the librarian kept in a flask in the middle of the room, after reading that the other fragment father had tried to kill millions he was very wary, the librarian had informed him that father had been a fragment with both knowledge and a personality, this fragment held only knowledge, it was like a supercomputer with autism.
As for the pathways in alchemy he had decided to follow. He had decided to go for the crimson lotus alchemists methods first, mainly because compared to the other forms of alchemy it was relatively simple, just conversion of several elements, Armstrong's alchemy required you to take into account the kinetic force for each punch and the full metals alchemy would require him to pass through the gate.
After he had made his decision the librarian had used magic to apply the tattoos to the palms of his hand, he had spent the rest of the day changing lumps of rock into explosive chemicals, after three hours he had all but mastered the style, the rest of the day was spent enjoying the explosions, he envied kimblee, the man had been able to get access to a philosophers stone, it had amplified his power beyond comprehension.
He had still kept his options open, both the iron blood and flame alchemy appealed to him and he was working on a way of compacting all three branches into a single gauntlet so that he could switch freely from each one, he had also decided that he had to have his own branch of alchemy that was unique to himself, something to put in the book and pass down when he was dead and buried.
When he had been told about the magical world Harry had been ecstatic at first, this had slowly wound down when he realised it would just be like the normal world but lacking in technology and scientific equipment, the only thing that could even resemble science would be potions, but that was more like alkastry.
But simply living at the library would not suffice, he would have to return to the Dursleys otherwise the authorities would become suspicious at his disappearance, so it was with a heavy heart that he set of towards number four privet drive.
Three months had drastically altered his appearance, in homage to his alchemy teacher he had alchemically lengthened his hair and tied it back into a ponytail with a yellow ribbon leaving only two small strands to dangle in front of his face, his wardrobe had also changed, a white suit with a white shirt and overcoat, the white trousers and red tie finished of the ensemble, it was odd for an eleven year old yes, but so was being able to turn a person into a living bomb.
He stepped up to the door and knocked, after about a minute a shadow appeared at the window and the door was yanked open to reveal Petunia Dursley at the entrance, she looked down at Harry with open distaste.
"What, do you want?"
Harry smirked at her strained tone of voice and then said.
"Sorry I'm late; I didn't miss dinner did I?"
She moved to slam the door and Harry pressed his hand to the glass of the small stained glass window, red sparks leapt from the centre of his palm and formed a ripple pattern across the window converting it to sand as it went, it was over in a single second, from the look on her face Harry knew that from that moment onwards he was in control, his smirk turned nasty, almost psychotic.
"Oh I am sorry, it's just that I thought you were going to close the door on me, that wouldn't be very nice would it now, you are not going to bother me during my stay here, you will not obstruct any guest I have over and you will collect me from the train station in London as well as taking me there, I know about my magical ability, I don't really want to go to the school, but it would broaden my skill range, I will never bring it back with me, is this understood."
All throughout his speech he had kept up a cheery tone, it didn't even falter when his uncle arrived, in fact it was funny to watch his face go to red then white then back to a normal colour again, when he finished both of them moved and allowed him to pass, he took the stairs two at a time and stopped at the door to the second bedroom admiring the door before slamming both palms against it blowing the hinges apart, the door fell forward with a dull thud.
Harry walked inside and picked up a bent BB gun of one of the many boxes, the reaction flared once more and reduced it to the most basic elements, Harry's eyes widened slightly as he looked around at the broken assortment of toys and junk in the room, it was a like a storehouse, he could convert the broken objects into their raw elements and then use them for his own brand of alchemy.
"w-who are you."
Harry's smirk grew to exponential proportions as he heard the terrified voice of his cousin. "He must have seen me doing the transmutation." He mused idly as he turned around and grinned at his cousin who took a fear filled step back, Harry walked right up to the doorframe and clapped his hands together and slammed them into the floor raising it up to the top of the frame sealing him in the room.
Harry spun around and regarded the room with a gleam in his eye. "Now, let's get down to business."
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The letter arrived three days later, it was a white envelope with flowing green lettering, Harry read the letter with bored eyes before standing up in full view of his family who knew exactly what that was and throwing it in the fire and then walking out muttering to himself.
"Cauldron, bah, primitive idiots."
Harry had returned to the library that day to find the laboratory stored into a magically enchanted cupboard that had been shrunken down to be able to fit in his pocket, a small wallet with a rune emblazed on the inside would be used to control the size, all of the equipment had been attached to the ground and tables with permanent sticking charms.
Harry thanked the librarian profusely who simply brushed it of and told him that he could utilize it better than he ever could; he had also given him a book on some rather dark spells.
It had begun to rain by the time Harry got back to the house, he entered through the front door fully intending to simply go up to his room and get to work creating the gloves required for flame alchemy, this thought was blown out of the water when he saw three people standing in the living room awkwardly with his relatives eyeing them with open hostility.
The middle one was the person that interested Harry the most, he was muscular with dark skin and a shaved head, what was really got Harrys attention was the colour of his eyes, dull crimson, Harry decided to test something and waved sheepishly at them showing the moon symbol on the palm of his hand, there was no reaction meaning the man must have been barley related to the people his idol had helped exterminate.
Oh well, the less people who knew what the symbols did the better.
"Hello Harry, my name is Michal Tsinghai, I am here to escort you to diagon alley to get your school supplies and then to take you to the platform."
Harry nodded and smiled at the others in the group, a young witch with blonde hair done up in a tight bun and a short gruff faced man with a scar running across the bridge of his nose.
"Yeah that's fine, do you mind if I just go and grab a few things before we leave."
The wizard nodded and Harry practically leapt up the stairs, as soon as he was out of sight Michal breathed out a sigh of relief and swore softly to himself, his mother had told him the story of their home, about how the man in the white suit with the sun and the moon in his hands had destroyed their entire nation, he had brushed it of as mere superstition but in all honesty Harry Potter made him very nervous, very nervous indeed.
This was made even worse when Harry came down the stairs his previously unbound hair done up in a tight ponytail using a yellow ribbon leaving two strands to dangle out form under the rim of the white hat, he was smiling at them in a way that made him want to curse the boy.
"Shall we go then?"
Michal forced a cheerful yes out and grabbed Harry's arm and then apparated them to diagon alley, they landed with a crack and Michal was holding back a smile as he saw Harry gasp at the shock of the sidelong apparition, Harry Himself was now sure that the man knew what the transmutation circles were and was deliberately doing this to piss him off.
Oh how he wanted to blow the man to kingdom come, Harry scowled and glared at his surroundings, he was standing in a well lit-if a bit cramped street-filled with wizards and witches all dressed in dark robes, needles to say that in his white suit Harry stood out like a sore thumb, his muggle clothes would have gotten him attacked in knockturn alley-the attackers in question would have been little more than smoking holes in the ground but it's the thought that counts-here it merely earned him looks of contempt.
"Emily, could you take Potter to Gringots and make a transaction for enough money to get his school supplies, give him a list of the shops he needs to go to and then report back to the ministry."
Both of Michal's partners flinched at the cold tone he was using, it was odd for him, the man was normally a very friendly person to be around but for some reason he just seemed to hate Potter, but never the less they had to follow his orders, the young witch Emily walked over to Harry as Michal and the shorter wizard apparated back to the ministry.
Emily sighed and led Harry towards Gringots ignoring the look of boredom on his face in favour of simply getting through the crowd and into the magnificent bank up ahead, fore the most part they were successful, that was until they bumped into one of the few people that Emily truly could not stand.
Lucius Malfoy, he was one of the few people that Emily openly hated, she had at one time his secretary when he had worked under the minister, she quite after he had attempted to sexually assault her in her own office, she had of course reported this to the ministries internal affairs, two years on and nothing had happened to him so far.
He smiled down at her chillingly and drawled his greeting in a way that made her skin crawl.
"Well hello my dear Emily, how have you been?"
Before Emily could reply Harry gasped drawing the attention of both adults, he was pointing at Luscious's wrist, they both looked at it to see his ornate silver watch gone and replaced with a leather strapped timer with two red sticks on either side of it connected by two thin wires, in place of any numbers there was a small skull at the top of the timer with the hand inching ever closer.
Now Lucius had gained a lot of money from muggle strip mining firms and so he knew exactly what the two red bars were and what that timer meant.
His face went from sneering to horror filled in a single second.
"Gah… please someone…help me."
Lucius had fell to the floor desperately trying to pry the watched of off his wrist before the counter hit zero, a small crowd had gathered to watch the man, the hand settled just below the skull.
BOING
A small yellow bird perched on top of a spring shot out of the watch and lazily waved about causing the surrounding wizards to laugh at the still terrified blonde Malfoy patriarch who was staring at the watch in shock.
"It's just a boring old toy I made, please give it to your kids or something."
All eyes turned the smiling Harry who was standing with his hands clasped behind his back bouncing on the balls of his feet lightly and literally exhuming an aura of innocence to the crowd, Emily was looking down at the eleven year old in amusement and disapproval rolled into one, while she enjoyed seeing the Malfoy scared out his mind but she was also annoyed that he had publicly humiliated a very powerful man on her watch.
Emily swallowed her pride and apologised to the head of the Malfoy family and dragged Harry away from the fuming man and amused crowd and into Gringots.
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Harry sighed as he watched the other children bid farewell to their parents and begin to clamber aboard the bright red engine that would take them to Hogwarts, he leant back into the seat and slid his hat down over his eyes slightly blocking most of the light and allowing him a small amount of peace on his way to Hogwarts.
Before getting on the train he had brought an advanced potions making kit in the hopes that the subject could prove interesting and a black raven as his letter delivering thing, the letter had said either a cat, toad or owl but he didn't really care and anyway the raven was awesome, it gave everyone but him the evil eye and made them feel awkward.
His small amount of peace was taken from him when three people entered the room and sat down, two opposite him and one on the same seat as him.
The first was a tall girl with silky brown hair and sharp blue eyes that seemed to view everything with a small air of contempt; she had a sleek black haired cat perched in her crook of her arms.
Trailing just behind her was a blonde girl with seemingly black eyes, seriously she just had the whites and these pools of coal staring out at the world, she had a tiny Gecko perched on the top of her head chewing a thin red piece of candy and watching the world with unusually intelligent eyes.
Finally came another tall girl with midnight black hair that fell in waves all the down to the middle of her back, she had warm brown eyes that seemed to twinkle with merriment.
They all sat in a very awkward silence as Harrys raven eyed the gecko with no small amount of hunger in its beady eyes, after several more minutes of this silence the girls must have simply assumed that he was sleeping and began to speak in hushed tones.
"So Daphne did you hear that the defence teacher was replaced last week, he apparently tried to steal something important from school and now we've got some crazy ex auror in his place."
There was a small lapse and the girl replied in a slightly thoughtful tone.
"Yes, my father talked about him once, mad-eye moody I think his name was, apparently he is completely insane but a brilliant dark wizard hunter, it will definitely make the year interesting, well that is if he doesn't go and die on us I hear he's getting on in life and could go any second."
Before another reply could be made the door was thrown open by a smirking blonde haired boy flanked by two burly boys, it was like a three way version of pinky and the brain.
He sauntered in the cabin and sneered at the girls ignoring Harry completely.
"Ugh, how could they let a filthy half-blood like you into Hogwarts, it's disgusting, you shouldn't even have the chance to practise magic."
Harry started to chuckle softly at that drawing the attention of the entire cabin, after a few seconds of this he lifted his hat of off his eyes and said to the blonde haired boy.
"Where do you think magic came from, it was a muggle that learned how to do it and then passed it down to his children who then passed it down to theirs and eventually it was assimilated as part of their blood, with enough practice a muggle could learn magic, so the pureblood stuff, yeah that is complete shit."
After his little speech Harry pulled the hat back down and leant back into his seat once again enjoying the stunned silence that followed his speech, it may have been the overly friendly tone that he had used or it may have been the fact that they had all thought him to be sleeping.
"H-how dare you, my father will have you hauled out of this school and thrown into the dirt where you belong."
Harry sighed in annoyance and raised his hat and glared at him.
"Look I know your daddy does what you tell him in return for letting him molest you but you have to stop, he may tell you its normal but it isn't, there are special places for men like him, all you need to do is tell one of the teachers what he makes you do when mommy isn't home, now please shut up I was trying to get to sleep."
With his insults towards the blonde Harry leant back for what he hoped was the final time that day and tried to relax, and once again the arrogant tones of the blonde cut through the air.
"Your sick, what the hell is wrong with you, you filthy mudblood, I will have my father get you thrown out of this school and into the streets like the disgusting little vermin that you are."
An exasperated groan escaped Harry's lips as he lean forwards again.
"Jesus fucking Christ, do you ever shut up, do you like practise these little speeches at home in front of the mirror, all you seem to be able to do is talk and prance about like a little bitch insulting people who are more intelligent than you and then when they retaliate you go and pull out your big bad daddy, grow a pair for fucks sake."
This time Malfoy finally left the cabin and Harry was finally able to lean back and get to sleep….
"So what's your name then?"
By the time the train arrived in Hogwarts Harry was already cursing God and was convinced that he was fates bitch.
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It was a tad rushed I know that but in fairness I want to get to the second act as fast as possible.
Later on its either going to cross over with naruto or full metal alchemist.
What I want to know is do you want it to be a naruto crossover, it will be harry breaking the fidelius and finding not Amestris but the elemental nations.
If full metal alchemist it will either be during the canon storyline or during the Ishval campaign , if it is during the canon then it will happen just after ed and al leave Loir and rose behind.
The pairing for this will be one of three things.
Harry/Luna. (with the no crossover option or with enough votes and the naruto or FMA crossover)
Harry/rose. (with the FMA crossover)
Harry/kin tsuchi. (with naruto crossover)
Also could someone pleas take my challenges, I only put them up there because I've got to many stories to do them and I thought others may wanna have a crack at them.