A/N: Dang, I typed this out way faster than I thought I would... Now, who's ready for a mix between fluff and sadness with a hint of humor? Everyone got your Kleenex boxes? You might need them.
HP timeline: End of Deathly Hallows. Right after Harry talks to Dumbledore at King's Cross Station
FMA timeline: Still post-Conqueror of Shamballa (still safe for Brotherhood)
Rating/Warning: The words 'ass', 'hell', and 'whore' are used once or twice. I blame Ed.
Disclaimer: The three italicised lines directly below this disclaimer are a direct quote from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J. K. Rowling. I do not own them or any of the characters in this fanfic except one person that is mentioned at the end.
"Tell me one last thing," said Harry. "Is this real? Or has this been happening inside my head?"
Dumbledore beamed at him, and his voice sounded loud and strong in Harry's ear even though the bright mist was descending again, obscuring his figure.
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"
Blinking, Harry expected that he would return to his body after the departure of the former Headmaster, but that wasn't the way things happened.
Harry's eyes widened a bit when he heard a pair of voices from somewhere within the fog. They seemed vaguely familiar, like someone he had met long ago and had since forgotten. The two voices were calm and seemed to be chatting amicably with each other. He had to stifle a gasp when the two figures emerged from the silver mist in front of him. When he'd first met the duo, Harry had believed them to have matching blond hair and light colored eyes, but now that they weren't the pale, see-through ghosts he had known them as, he could tell that their hair and eyes were definitely not the dull colors he had thought they were. They were golden, plain and simple.
Standing in front of him, grinning proudly, were Edward and Alphonse Elric.
"Well, if it isn't the Boy-Who-Lived!" Ed called happily, smiling wider than Harry had ever seen him smile. (Though, they had only met once)
"Twice!" Al corrected his brother, seeming ready to hoot with joy.
Despite the seriousness he had felt during his talk with Dumbledore, Harry found himself grinning as well. "I haven't seen you guys in almost two years! How are you doing?"
The brothers glanced at each other, smirking like they had a secret. Ed ended up answering. "Are you kidding? The one guy who knew how to make the Philosopher's Stone is dead, and the only person who is capable of figuring it out is about to die!"
"And then we won't have any reason to stay here," Al concluded, sighing contentedly.
Harry's eyebrow rose. Dumbledore himself had just said that Harry wasn't going to die, so that only left... "The only one who could figure it out? You mean Voldemort?"
"Yep," the Elrics answered at the same time.
Harry became a little worried, "And then you'll... cross over? Aren't you guys scared of what might happen?"
Al beamed. Ed gazed at the raven-haired teen with solemn, yet still somehow lively, golden eyes. "Do you know where people go once they die?"
Harry shook his head.
Ed's next two words shocked the wizard. "We do."
"And let's just say we'll be seeing a lot of old friends," Al told him.
"How do y-" Harry began, but Ed shot him a warning look, telling him that there were some things they wouldn't share. Harry asked another question instead. "How can you be sure I'll be able to kill Voldemort? For all I know, I could have been killed while I was here because Voldemort decided to Avada Kedavra me again just to make sure I actually stay dead this time."
Ed snorted. "First, you definitely aren't dead."
"And second," Al continued, eyes narrowed slightly at the famous teen, "if you are dead, you're sure as hell gonna fight it and come back to life. Because there's no way I'm going to let you just disappear when everyone needs you, leaving everyone to wonder what happened to you."
Ed looked at Al with an apologetic, regretful expression. Then, he turned back to Harry. "And third, if you don't kill Voldemort, I'll haunt your ass for the rest of your life and afterlife."
All three grinned.
"Now get back to reality and kick Moldymort's ass," Ed ordered.
"Voldewart," Al corrected, grinning mischievously.
The duo walked away again, listing off the many ways to insult the great, powerful Dark Lord's name.
"Moldywhore!"
"Voldesnort!"
"Moldyshorts!"
"Shortymort."
"WHO'RE YOU CALLING SHORTER THAN FILIUS FLITWICK!?"
The brothers' laughter took several minutes to fade away. Then, very quietly, Harry heard Al ask, "Hey, Brother? Do you think we'll get to see Winry when we get back?" Ed's reply was lost in the mist the brothers had walked into, but Al had sounded so hopeful -so yearning- that Harry felt his heart clench and found himself desperately wishing they would be reunited with this Winry girl.
And then Harry woke up in the real world.
*Nineteen and three-quarters of a year later*
A few months after Albus had gone to his first year at Hogwarts, a certain witch and wizard were surprised to find that they had another child on the way. When the baby arrived, they were shocked to find that their new little girl had hair that was neither Ginny's firey-red nor Harry's raven-black color. Instead, she had a mop of soft, blonde hair. It wasn't quite the brilliant gold the two ghost brothers had had, but Harry knew exactly what he would name his baby girl in that moment.
Winry Elric Potter grew up to teach Muggle Studies at Hogwarts, where she was mostly interested in muggle chemistry and mechanics. No one on the magical side of the Gate knew why she was so intrigued by them, but if a certain pair of golden blond alchemists had seen her, they would have beamed with pride.
A/N: *sniffles* Am I the only one who teared up a bit at the end? Someone review to tell me so I don't think I'm a hopeless sap.
EDIT: Winry Potter is a blonde because... Er, I felt like it? Magic is weird. *shrugs* As for your theories on why she was blonde: Ginny definitely did not have and affair with the Elrics (O.o) and she may or may not have been reincarnated. That one is up to your imagination. ;)
