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Just as I had thought, I didn't sleep well. On the way to the Common room, Professor Snape wouldn't stop questioning us until I threatened to notify my father. Hermione was like a mother hen, worried about what had happened. Then my pain came back tenfold in the middle of the night. It wasn't a great night.

"Will you shut up!" I yelled at the older students as they fought over who would be the new seeker. "I know Quidditch is important to you all, but some of us don't care!" Hermione giggled and I glared at her. "I'm headed to charms." It took me seconds to get to the wing the classroom was in. After charms I'd have defense against the dark arts. After that, flying lessons and Alchemy. We'll have that class everyday it seems.

"Ah, Ms. Mustang, you're early!" The small professor squeaked.

"Yeah, the students in the Great Hall were giving me a headache." He chuckled and I helped him set up for class. "We're learning the levitating charm today, right?"

"Very smart." About ten minutes later, everyone was in their seats, Hermione and I in front of Harry and Ron. After many failed attempts I rolled my eyes at them.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" The feather before me and Hermione started to float. We shared cheeky grins.

"Look here, Ms. Mustang and Granger have done it!" I blushed, ears turning red. I sank into my seat. We got released a few minutes later and were off to DADA. Once in the room, I notice Harry grab his forehead.

"Harry? Are you okay?" He nodded and we got to work. After a good hour and a half we got out. "Harry?" The boy was little bit pale.

"I'm fine Edlin."

"Okay." We got out on the field and Madam Hooch walked up. I barely paid her told us to call our brooms up. "Up!" I said, and it shot into my hand at the same time as Harry's. I rolled my eyes. I mean, come on, brooms? How stereotypical can you get? We were told to gently kick off the ground and Nevile's broom went berserk. He ended up with a broken wrist, and dropping his Remembrall(Thanks Hina Kita for the spelling tip) his grandmother had just gave him. Malfoy picked it up.

"Give it here, Malfoy." Harry said.

"No, I don't think I will. I'll leave it some place for dimwit to find it. How about the roof Potter?" Malfoy got on his broom and Harry went to follow.

"Harry you idiot! You'll get expelled! And you don't even know how to fly!" Hermione protested. I shook my head as the boy chased after Malfoy.

"It's his head Hermione." I sighed, walking over to a wall and watched the scene unfold. As soon as he landed, people cheered. I was the only one to see McGonagall walk up.

"Potter! Come with me." Once they were gone, we were sent to lunch. I sat picking my food as I glared at Malfoy, itching to transmute him into a toad so he couldn't get turned back.

"It's not worth it, Edlin." Ron said. Just then Harry walked up, dumbstruck. "Well? Are you being sent..."

"I made the house team." My fork fell from my hand.

"What? Are you serious? She placed you on the team instead of giving you detention? That is ridiculous!" I said, gaping at him. He shrugged.

"You're like, the youngest seeker-"

"In a century. I know."

"It's in your blood you know." Hermione said. I tilted my head. "Come with me." She lead us to the trophy room. There was a picture of our house team ages ago. Hermione pointed to a boy. I looked at the plaque.

"James Potter."

"Blimey, your dad was a seeker too? Why didn't you tell me?" Ron asked, gobsmacked.

"I didn't know." I nodded, then I spotted something else. The Ravenclaw team had a familiar face. "Hey, Edlin, you okay?"

"My dad was the keeper of Ravenclaw!" I pointed him out. "That's impossible! I knew something was off with that hat! He said I would make a great Ravenclaw! No wonder!"

"Well, we need to get to class." We reached my godfather's room. I walked in and basically collapsed into my seat beside Hermione.

"Hey, I'm not a muggle born then!" I said, causing Malfoy to laugh.

"Both of your parents are..."

"My father was keeper for Ravenclaw, Malfoy."

"Quiet!" I looked at Edward. He handed me a stack of sheets. "I have a word search for you. After you finish with that, look up each word and write the definition. Begin." I looked at the sheet and found all the words and wrote down the definitions for them. I laid my head down and closed my eyes. I kept going back to how my dad was a Wizard. It was impossible! He never told me he could do magic! Or did he think I wouldn't be a witch. That has to be it.

"Professor Elric, Mustang is asleep!" Malfoy's annoying voice came.

"I am not, you dope!" I said, looking at him. "It's called thinking. Besides, even if I was asleep, I'm finished. I'd rather practice my alchemy then write it now." My godfather sighed.

"Let me double check the work you've done." I handed it over. "Nicely done, and you've improved your handwriting." I glared at him. He gave it back. "Oh, and be ready for the test Monday, Edlin." I stiffened.

"NO NO NO! She's coming here? Monday? NO!" The others looked at me in confusion. "Please no!"

"Sorry Edlin, and I have a assessment the same day, so you're not alone." I groaned, head hitting the desk. The class ended and many kids walked up to me, asking what that was about. I made it to the library where I was left alone. I went to the science section and found a few books on Alchemy. I frowned at how many were wrong.

"Ms!" I asked, walking up to the lady at the desk. "Can you tell me why you have these books when everything they mention is false about Alchemy?" Her eyes narrowed.

"Those theories are very much correct..." I pulled out my pocket watch.

"No their not. Everything in them is a bunch of bull-crap! There is nothing on equivalent exchange or that turning metals into gold is forbidden, or anything like that!" She frowned.

"I'm sorry, but only the headmaster can take those out." I groaned and headed out, passed Hermione, and made my way to the great lake. I may not swim, but I love the looks of water. I sat there for a while when two hands covered my eyes.

"Hey Maes." The hands removed themselves as he plopped beside me. "How has your day been?"

"Crappy, yours?"

"Same. Got into a fight with Madam Pince." He chuckled. "I can't wait until this day ends. I just want sleep! No correction, I want to plan my father's slow and painful death! Did you know he was a wizard? He never told me! I found out in the Trophy room!" He nodded. "You knew?"

"Yeah, but I told him I wouldn't tell you. He said he never wanted you to come here. Not after his years here during Voldemort." I sighed. "You should head to class. You have History of Magic now, right?" My eyes widened as I shot to the class room, barely making it. Hermione shot me a look.

"Sorry, I had to pull my thoughts together." Then a ghost floated in and class started. About half way, I was half asleep. The teacher was boring and just droned on and on! Do something fun already! We got released with two feet of parchment due on anything in the chapter. I yawned as I sat down at the dinning table. Nothing looked good, but I'd pass out if I didn't eat anything. Also, no doubt I'll have to work out until Monday, five more days, crap. Why oh why does she torture me so?

"So who was Professor talking about that made you freak out so much?" Hermione asked, taking a bite of a chicken leg. I paled.

"My Alchemy teacher." I shivered, goosebumps raising. "You're free to see her testing. Just, don't try to stop her, she won't kill me." Hermione's eyes widened. "She's more of a hands on teacher. Also, you'll get to meet my dad too. That's who tests my godfather."

"Are they that hard?" I nodded, taking a drink of the pumpkin juice. I looked across the hall and saw Maes talking to one of the Slytherins. He caught my eye and nodded. He knew too. I'd forgotten to ask him. I looked at my plate again, and took a small bite of cornbread.

"Hey, you-"
"Okay, Edlin?" I jumped and glared at the Weasley twins.

"I'm fine, but you better behave." With that I stood up and went to the common room, pulling out a parchment, and started writing to my dad.

Dear Daddy,
How come you didn't tell me
you are a wizard? I found out
by the trophy room. You were
Ravenclaw's Keeper? Why didn't
you tell me? I'm doing great, as I'm
sure Uncle Ed has told you. I'm in
Gryffindor, and my best friend is in
Slytherin! How messed up is that?
I miss you guys. Tell momma I said
hi, will you? How are you guys? I
heard that you are coming to test
Uncle Ed, and that Izumi is coming as
well. I am screwed.
Love you guys,
You're baby girl,
Edlin

I rolled up the parchment and headed for the owlery. On the way I ran into Maes. "Heading up to send a letter home?" I nodded, and together we made our way up. "Pia!" A small tan barn owl flew down. "We have two letters for home. One for our home, and one for Mr. Mustang, okay?" The bird gave a hoot. Once he left I stared at the sinking sun. "You should get back to the common room and work on homework." I nodded, gave him a hug, and left. It took me no time to finish the essays. Just as I placed them in the bag, Dean and Seamus sat beside me. I rolled my eyes and pulled out my pencil and started to draw a landscape. They watched me silently before Dean asked a question that I giggled at.

"Dean, my teacher is coming to test me on how I'm holding up. Maes will be tested too. Also my dad is going to test Professor Elric so he can stay with the Military." I said, giggling again. "No need to worry. Now excuse me, I'm headed to bed." Once I got changed and laid down, Hermione came in with the other girls. I was out in seconds.

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