Whispers Behind Backs
Author: Bar-Ohki Beta: ehxhfdl14
Disclaimer: I do not have legal rights to Fullmetal Alchemist or Harry Potter, so don't sue me. If you see characters that do not appear in either series assume they are mine unless I tell you otherwise. Do not steal my characters.
Summary: HP-FMA Crossover. When 'They' target Edward and Alphonse, Colonel Mustang is forced to take drastic measures to protect their lives, even if it means opening up the closed doors of his past….
Rating: M because of violence, gore, adult themes, swearing, and sex scenes (eventually).
Warnings: There will be some yaoi and maybe some yuri. There will also be a rape. Lots of discrimination and slandering, not to mention brutal beatings…. There'll be some angsting. Torture, there'll be some of that. Not to mention cryptic conversations and mysteries that make you think. If you find something objectionable above, click the back button now or don't bitch when we get there.
Pairings: Will come and go as naturally throughout the story. Realistically people don't stay with one partner; they date several people and then pick one. I can assure you there will not be any EdSetia or AlphonseSetia (that will become clear when you meet Setia). I can also assure you that any married couples in this story will not be cheating on one another.
Other Stuff: Now, if for some reason there is something wrong or bad about my writing, you are welcome to bitch about that under the premise you tell me why it sucked. This is a Harry Potter/Fullmetal Alchemist cross over, but it is not a typical one. I am taking the ideas and concepts from the world of Harry Potter and applying and expanding them to the world of Fullmetal Alchemist. You will not see any of the Harry Potter characters in here, though you may hear mention of places such as 'Hogwarts' in conversations. I am writing this story under the assumption you, the reader, knows nothing about Harry Potter. So I will explain things thoroughly as I go along, sometimes I'll have a bit of history at the beginning of a chapter, other times one character will explain to a more ignorant character what something is/means. There will be some things left unexplained because they are part of the mystery. This story is very much a mystery story, but it falls under romance, family, angst, politics, fantasy, humor, and adventure. It's an all-round story, so please keep that in mind. I hope you enjoy this story, and if you are coming here from Fullflame or A Pen or A Sword, I hope you enjoy this one too.
Beta's Stuff: Hello there! I'm actually very excited about how this one will turn out, and hope you'll enjoy this too.
Prologue: Conversations
-Mustang Family Manor, Blue sitting room-
It was an extravagant room, full of green velvet and gold leaf trims. The ceilings and windows were high, overlooking a garden of flowers worthy for royalty. The walls had been painted in various hues of blues to match the sea-like feeling of the room. A woman, her belly round and heavy with a child, wobbled into the room and lay down on the nearest piece of furniture, a chase lounge. She wore a simple, white dress which made her seem a little out of place in the fancy room. Her frazzled black hair was up in what must have once been a lovely bun. Her sharp, yet tired onyx eyes scanned the room wearily. She rubbed her round belly, moaning slightly as the child inside kicked.
Pop! Pop! Two little creatures appeared out of nowhere. Both were scraggly and gaunt looking, all bony elbows in their human-like shape. Their heads were large with big, floppy pointed ears on either side. Their eyes were big; one's were blue and the other's were yellow. The blue eyed one had tufts of grey hair sticking out from beneath the little maid's cap it was wearing. The rest of the blue eyed creature was clad in a stained but clean potato sack. The other one with the yellow eyes had long, blue hair and was in an unstained potato sack.
"Mistress?" The grey haired creature inquired in a squeaky voice.
"It's alright Sandra. I'm just waiting for my husband." The woman dismissed the creature, eyeing the other one. "Why are you here?"
"I-I don't mean to offend!" The other creature squeaked, its voice identifying itself to being female. "I-I wanted to make sure your child was alright."
"You will be summoned when I go into labor, until then make yourself scarce!" The woman snapped, angry. With a 'pop' the second creature disappeared. Moments later a man and a young boy came into the room. Both were dressed in elegant blue velvet robes, harmonizing with the room pleasantly. The man had a head of brown hair and brilliant blue eyes. His son (that much was obvious by the amount of facial features they shared alone), had the same brown hair, but in a lighter shade. He had inherited his mother's onyx eyes and quick wit.
"Victoria?" The man gave his wife a concerned look.
"Your son is kicking me again." She informed her husband with a dry look.
"Mummy, how do you know it will be a boy?" The son asked.
"Atticus, sweetie, only boys kick this much." Victoria told her son.
"Is that right Papa?" Atticus asked his father.
"This is one of those things I just trust your mother's judgment on and I will say no more." The father winked at his son. Both males knelt down before Victoria and put their hands on her swollen belly.
"Do you think my brother will be as great a wizard as you, Mummy?" Atticus asked.
"I'm not completely sure, but I do know he'll be better than Gerodi!" Victoria's eyes twinkled as she teased her husband.
"Hey!" Gerodi cried, indignant.
"It doesn't matter," Victoria rubbed her belly, "your brother will be a fine wizard, just like the rest of the family."
"I'm sure he'll be a good true Mustang." Gerodi nodded.
"What's my brother's name?" Atticus asked, looking in awe at his mother's stomach.
"Roy. Roy Mustang." Victoria answered.
-30 years later, on a train Central-bound-
Someone in a large suit of armor was sitting by themselves on a bench in a train. They were looking around, the armor creaking and waiting for something. In this case, it was not a something but rather a someone. A young boy walked down the aisle, smiling to his fellow passengers as he passed by. The boy was doing this to ease the slightly disturbed expressions of those around him. It was not too surprising why as the boy was dressed rather strangely. He wore black leather pants, a black tank top and jacket, then on top of that a red coat with the Flamel printed on the back in black. His eyes were gold and his canary yellow hair was so long, the boy had chosen to tie it back in a braid. A strange boy indeed.
He arrived at the bench that housed the person in armor and sat down next to them. Both looked at the other and exchanged smiles. They knew they made an odd pair, but neither cared.
"So how was your lunch, brother?" The male in the armor inquired, addressing the blond haired boy.
"It was pretty good, Al." The boy answered his brother. "So how was sitting here?"
"I was thinking about Master Sergeant Fuery." Al admitted.
"Yeah, he got into a pretty bad brawl right before we left." The boy looked thoughtful. "I wonder who started that one?"
"I don't know Ed, I really don't." Al sighed. "The Master Sergeant was fighting really hard though."
"Yeah," Ed rubbed his cheek, "you don't realize a small, mousy guy like him could pack a punch, but he sure can."
"It wasn't my choice to break up the fight with my own fists." Al recalled nervously, remembering his brother rush into the fray and push the fighters away from one another, only to get hit in the face a few times himself.
"It worked in the end!" Ed huffed. Silence fell over the brothers
"…Say, Al?" Edward said after a while. "What do you suppose 'squib' means? I mean, it's got to be something bad, it got Fuery upset. Master Sergeant Kain Fuery!! That guy never loses his cool!"
"I don't know. To be honest, I have never seen the Master Sergeant that furious before, he's worse than you when you get mad, and that's saying something!" Al answered.
"Al!" Ed snapped playfully at his brother, slightly insulted. "Still…. 'Squib', 'muggle', 'mud-blood', what do they mean? Why do they make people so upset?"
"I don't know." Al shook his head.
"I hate it," Edward growled, "you can't ask what something bad like that means because it's a bad thing to say."
"I know, brother, I know." Al put a hand on his brother's shoulder. "We'll figure it out in time, I'm sure. After all, that's how you learned your colorful vocabulary…."
"Hey!"
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There it is a prologue in two parts! For those who have read the Fullflame teaser, don't spoil it for the new readers! Please tell me what you think!