Disclaimer: i do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or Harry Potter or any of the characters within and i never will.

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Edward and Mustang found an empty compartment to sit in. They put their stuff away and sat down.

"Fullmetal." Mustang said, catching Edwards attention. "There are a few rules for while we are at Hogwarts. One, no mention of rank or the military. Two, don't tell people about your automail. Three, no alchemy, unless it's an emergency."

"What?!" Edward yelled, finally responding.

"We are here to check a lead on the Philosophers Stone and to learn magic. No alchemy. That includes when someone calls you short."

"Who are you calling so small he can fit comfortably in an overhead compartment!?"

Mustang gave him a smirk. "I rest my case."

Edward was about to reply when the compartment door opened. Two boys stood in the doorway, both about Edwards age. One had bright red hair and a freckly face. The other had dark hair, bright green eyes, and wore circular glasses.

"Hi." Said Glasses. "Can we sit here? There are no empty compartments."

Edward shrugged. "Sure."

The boys put their luggage away and sat down. They sat in silence until the redhead boy chose to speak. "We're both first years. My name is Ron Weasley and this is Harry Potter." He stopped as if awaiting a reaction.

"Potter? As in The-Boy-Who-Lived?"

"Yeah." Harry said sheepishly. Edward gave him a sympathetic look. He knew what it was like to be ogled at all the time. Not the best feeling.

"Cool." Replied Edward. "I'm Edward Elric and this is Roy Mustang. I'm a first year, too."

"What about Roy?" Asked Ron.

"I'm a teaching assistant." Mustang replied.

"With who?"

"Professor McGonagall."

Edward smirked. "No flirting, Mustang."

"I could say the same for you, Fullmetal."

"Pervert."

"You brought it up."

"I only brought it up because you've flirted with every woman you've ever met."

"Do you two know each other?" Harry asked, interrupting their banter.

Edward and Mustang looked at each other. "You could say that." Edward replied, smirking.

"Why did he call you Fullmetal?"

"It's sort of a…nickname, I guess."

Harry frowned and looked like he wanted to ask something else, but he let it drop, sensing that they didn't want to talk about it.

They all talked for awhile until about twelve thirty, when the cart full of candies came around. Harry bought some of everything and insisted that everyone share it with him. After awhile they decided to try passing around a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, which Ron had warned them about. On the first round, Harry got chocolate, Ron got peppermint, Mustang got carrot, and Edward got grass. They continued this for a bit. The bag was almost empty and it was Edwards turn. He popped a bean in his mouth and chewed and swallowed. Suddenly, he gagged. Ron and Harry where surprised. They had seen him eat ones as gross as vomit and earwax, and the only reaction had been his face scrunching up.

"You alright Edward?" Mustang asked him, putting his hand on his back. The boy was still hunched over though he had stopped gagging, enjoying the feel of Mustangs hand resting on his back.

"Yeah." He answered weakly.

"Merlin, what flavor did you eat?!" Ron asked.

Edward scrunched up his face as he sat back up. "Milk."

Mustang couldn't help it. He burst out laughing. Harry and Ron looked at Edward in bewilderment before laughing as well. Edward scowled.

The door suddenly opened to reveal a slightly distressed chubby boy looking for his toad. Once we had assured him that we had no idea where it was he went away.

"So you hate milk, huh?" Ron asked. Edward nodded. "Well I guess that explains why you're so short."

"Who did you say was a super-ultra short kid?!" Edward yelled. Ron and Harry were taken aback.

Mustang chuckled. "You're scaring them, Edward." Turning to the other two boys, he said. "He's a little sensitive about his height, or, to be more specific, his lack thereof."

"Who are you calling an ultra hyper midget?!"

"You, of course." Mustang replied, smirking.

Just as Edward was about to reply, the door opened, again. A girl already dressed in her robes and had bushy brown hair stood their. Behind her was the boy who had lost his toad earlier.

"Have you seen a toad? Neville's lost one." Said the girl. We assured her that we hadn't and the boy, Neville, left. However, the girl stayed behind. She scanned over everybody. "I'm Hermione Granger. Who are you all?" She asked.

"I'm Ron Weasley."

"Hello." She greeted him.

"I'm Harry Potter."

Hermione raised her eyebrows. "Really? I've read all about you in Modern Magical History, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts, and Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century."

"Oh." Was all Harry could say. Luckily, Mustang saved him from having to further talk.

"I'm Roy Mustang." He said with a smile.

Hermione frowned. "You look to old to be a student here."

Edward snorted and Mustang elbowed him. Edward glared.

"I am." Mustang replied. "I will be assisting Professor McGonagall."

"Oh, I see." Said Hermione. She looked at Edward. "And you are?"

"Edward Elric."

Hermione nodded her head. "Well, nice to have met you all. See you!" She said before closing the door once more.

"Well, she was annoying." Edward said. "She sounded really bossy. I don't like bossy people."

"Only because you can't take orders, Edward."

It went like this for awhile. Ron and Harry were content just watching them. It was clear that they were very comfortable with each other. It was also amusing to see how they could dissapaer into their own little world without even realizing it. This went on until the door was opened, again.

This time there stood three boys. Two rather large boys flanked a skinny pale boy with even paler blonde hair.

Harry had seen the blonde before. Just like the last time, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, for unknown reasons. Abruptly, the blonde spoke.

"They're saying that Harry Potter is in this compartment. Is it you?" He asked, looking at Harry, making his heart beat a bit faster.

"Yes." He replied.

"Oh. This is Crabbe and this is Goyle. And my name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Mustang smirked and Edward and Ron snickered.

"Think my name's funny do you?"

Edward answered, his voice thick with sarcasm. "Oh, no. Not at all, Draco." He and Ron held back another snicker.

"Well what do you know shorty?"

"Who are you calling short?!" Edward yelled as he leaped up with his left fist raised.

"Edward!" Mustang said in his curt "as your commanding officer I order you to calm down" tone.

Edward turned around to glare at him. Mustang matched the glare with a cold stare. Finally, Edward sighed. "Fine, bastard." He mumbled as he sat back down. Mustang smirked.

Malfoy watched all this and addressed Mustang. "You're too old to be a student. Who are you?"

Mustang sighed. Did everyone have to comment on his age? "My name is Roy Mustang, and I will be assisting Professor McGonagall."

Malfoy seemed to realize that this meant he could get him in trouble, and that was the last thing that he needed. Signaling to Crabbe and Goyle that it was time to go he started to turn. Then he thought better of it and turned to face Harry again. "You will soon find that some wizarding families are better than others. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." Malfoy stuck out his hand. Harry's heart flipped but he didn't take it. How could this guy make his heart do these things?! He was a total jerk!

"I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself thanks." Harry replied coldly.

Malfoy scoffed, closed the door and walked away.

Edward growled. "If there are too many others like him I might end up beating up someone on my first day."

"Now, now, Edward. I thought we agreed that you would try to control your temper."

"I never said that!"

"No, but it would have been nice." Mustang said, sighing.

All four of them laughed. They were interrupted when, once again, the door opened. It was Hermione again.

"You might want to change into your robes. We will be there soon." Then she left again.

Edward scowled. "Bossy busybody."

They all changed into their robes and a few minutes later the train slowed to a stop. They had arrived at Hogwarts.

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I had alot of fun writing this chapter because i got to make Edward flip out about being short. plus i got to introduce the whole DracoxHarry thing!! Guy love, yes!!x3

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