-Hello again! The second chapter is up. This story is slowly progressing and I'm hoping to get lots of reviews! I think I left the disclaimer out in the beginning and since I'm too lazy to edit chapter one… I'll put it here.-

Disclaimer (as promised): I don't own FMA or Harry Potter. So there.

Now onward and enjoy the story!

2.

Roy was greeted by a long grey beard when he finally woke up.

"RIZA!" he yelled, bolting out of bed, startling many young teenaged people. He looked around at his unfamiliar surroundings, deducing he was in a hospital room. A cough came from behind him. Roy turned around and came face to face with the tallest grandpa he had ever seen.

"Ah, you're awake. I am Professor Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster of this place," said the strange man. He was wearing a strange purple cloak with silver stars. "And this is Hogwarts, a school of-"

"A school of magic for young witches and wizards," Roy blurted out. He covered mouth with his hands in shock.

"I see. So you know much about the magical world here?" inquired Dumbledore.

"Yeah…" mumble Roy, unsure of how he had acquired all the information about an unknown place. He suspected he even knew every person's name.

"Then I have no need to explain everything to you. We, the other professors and I, decided last night to enroll you into Hogwarts until you find a way to get back to your own homes. I won't make you tell me how you got here and what you have to do. That, you can keep to yourselves if you wish. You will pretend to be two exchange students from a small school in the south. Hagrid the Gamekeeper has already collected the supplies you will need this year; although you will still need to go out and buy a wand. A bank account has already been open for you and some money has been withdrawn. I will send that to you by owl when you are introduced to the school. Understood?" Dumbledore looked down on Roy waiting for his answer.

"Yes, sir." That was all Roy could say. Then he remembered something extremely important. "Riza. Where's Riza?"

Dumbledore waved his hand in the direction of the next bed. Sure enough, Riza was there, sleeping away. Roy sighed at the sight of her and walked over to her side. Grabbing a stool he silently sat beside her and watched her closed eyes.

"One more thing, um…"

"It's Roy Mustang."

"Yes, one more thing Roy. When you are all better, Madam Pomfrey will escort you to the Grand Hall so that we can introduce you and your friend, Riza, and so that we can sort you into your houses. And Roy, you don't need to be so frightened by all this. We, the professors and I, will definitely watch out for you," said Dumbledore as he prepared to leave. Roy looked up at the old man and nodded. With a small smile, Dumbledore left the room.

Several hours later, Riza woke up to find Roy sleeping at the side of her bed. He lifted his head and smiled when he felt her shift.

"Hi, Riza." Riza looked around in wonder.

"Don't worry. We're safe in this place," assured Roy.

"Are you sure?" asked Riza a little uncertain.

"Yeah. You should know this is a school right?" Riza nodded her head and Roy continued, "Well it seems like both of us know everything about this place. I'm guessing we know every person and secret in this world, but most of the knowledge is in our subconscious. It's probably all the information that was crammed into our heads when we traveled through the Gate."

"Yes, I believe that too sir."

"Sir?" said Roy puzzled, "Why are you so formal all of a sudden?"

"I'm sorry. There are people around and I only call you Roy when it's just the two of us. So…"

"Oh, it's a force of habit I suppose. Well, I want to you stop with the formalities. That's an order, Lieutenant," said Roy, smirking. Riza raised an eyebrow but soon broke into laughter. Roy joined her and they both laughed loudly unaware of the trouble they were getting into.

"Quiet both of you!" said a stern Madam Pomfrey. She glared at the two officers. "You are disturbing my patients and—" But she didn't have a chance to finish. Roy had let out a gasp and fell over his stool, clutching his stomach. Riza was franticly saying "Do something!". She was scared of losing Roy.

Half an hour later, Madam Pomfrey came back with a bottle of revolting purple liquid.

"Drink this," she ordered Roy, "Apparently your liver has disappeared. As though it was ripped out. But I see no signs of those things called surgeries muggles perform. How did this happen?"

"I don't need to answer you," said Roy. Madam simply huffed and shoved the bottle into Roy's hand.

"Drink it all. It'll grow your liver back."

"I know that. But honestly woman, don't you have anything better than that? It's steaming for crying out loud," complained Roy. Riza smacked him on the head and grabbed the bottle. Under Madam Pomfrey's irritated glare, Riza force fed Roy all the contents. Sputtering, he glared at Riza while she wiped his mouth, smiling innocently.

"Young man, you should have more respect for me. I'll be the one who takes care of most of your injuries this year. Anyhow, don't overdo it with that body of yours, and don't eat or drink anything with alcohol in it. You'll have some problems with it in the first few months. Growing organs back is harder than bones," said Madam Pomfrey, "Other than that both of you are fine. Tomorrow you will go with some escorts to Diagon Alley to buy your wands. That is all." With that said, she left the room and returned to her office.

Roy and Riza looked at each other and sighed. They had only been in this world for a short time and they were both already so tired. After a moment of silence, Roy clapped his hands together.

"I forgot to tell you," started Roy, confusing Riza even more, "but we've gotten younger after we crossed the Gate. We look just like seventeen year olds!" To emphasize his statement he brought over a mirror. Riza took it and looked at her reflection. Her eyes widened as she realized Roy was telling the truth. They looked virtually the same but a little younger. She hadn't noticed before but Roy really did look younger, with fewer creases on his face due to frustration and stress. Riza looked back at the mirror. Her face was rounder, not by much, and… was that a… pimple? Frowning, she squashed the offender. She also noticed the both of them had smaller muscles. That meant all her hard earned strength was gone. She wanted to sulk in the corner. And so, she did the next best thing. She sulked on the bed, all the while poking at her arm.

"Hey, stop it. It's getting annoying," said Roy. He grabbed her hand and pulled it away from her arm.

"But... Colonel- I mean- Roy…" Riza didn't get to finish her sentence for both heard the door creak open and turned their heads towards it. A girl had been watching them from the door and had listened in on some of their conversation, but as soon as they saw her she squeaked and ran away. Alarmed and worried about what the girl heard, they quickly ran out and slammed the door, earning them one angry Madam Pomfrey.

:"Hey! Wait! Stop!" yelled Roy as he and Riza sprinted after her, making the girl run harder.

"This isn't working…" Riza said while turning into another corridor. Roy grunted in agreement and ran harder. He had an idea of what to do.

Ed was able to do a transmutation with out a circle and Roy had wanted to know why. After many nights of thinking and reading he had come up with one conclusion: Ed had been inside the Gate. Now that Roy himself had traveled through the Gate, he was positive his theory was correct. That meant he could do alchemy without a circle as well, although, he wasn't quite sure if this place had his kind of alchemy. Nicolas Flamel had used alchemy with Dumbledore to create the Philosophers stone… but that wasn't possible without many human lives and he didn't have any knowledge of anything of the sort happening. 'Did Equivalent Exchange even apply here?' he thought. Roy ran even faster with Riza barely being able to catch up.

As soon as he caught sight of the girl he clasped his hands together, just as he had seen Ed do countless times, and smacked his hand against the wall. A blue light was emitted and instantly a wall formed in front of the girl. She gasped in surprise and fell back. As she turned her head to face Roy, he saw that she wore an expression of fear and he softened.

Roy walked towards the girl and saw she was about 17. Her hair was wavy and brown and she wore the colours of a Gryiffindor. He held out a hand to help her up. She slapped it away a stood up herself, ridding Roy of any feelings of compassion towards her. When she tried to run away again, he pulled her arm, forcing her to fall into the opposite wall, and pinned her there. Riza had caught up and she stood behind him.

"What did you hear?" he demanded. The hostility in his voice made her flinch and move sideways. Bad move. The shift in position caused her to hit a bruise she acquired when Roy pinned her down. Tears sprung in her eyes and she shivered in fright.

"What did you hear?" repeated Roy, his voice raised a little more. The girl then suddenly started sobbing. She hated him. She was furious. Riza put a hand on Roy's shoulder and indicated for him to stop. Sighing, Roy released his hold on the girl. The girl, seeing her chance, sprung up to punch him but Riza was quicker. In one swift move, she redirected the girl's fist to the wall, breaking the skin on the knuckles, and then promptly felled her and pinned her to the ground.

"Don't," she whispered warningly to the girl. The girl whimpered and nodded her head. Footsteps were then heard approaching. Two boys who seemed to be in seventh year rounded into the corridor. One had jet black hair and glasses while the other had brilliant red hair and freckles. All three turned their heads towards them.

"Hermione!" gasped the two in unison and ran towards the fallen girl. Riza got off her and walked back towards Roy, who had been standing there with his eyes wide at her sudden action. They looked at the two boys and the girl who was now standing. The boys were glaring at them but that didn't faze the two officers. They simply turned their backs on them and were walking away when the red head growled and charged at them. Riza stepped in front of Roy and got ready to counter any attack when the girl, apparently called Hermione, told the boy to stop. He looked questioningly at her but returned to her side.

Roy and Riza walked out of the corridor with the other three glaring at them. The trio knew nothing about the two peculiar people except that they hated them.

-OOH… The introduction of the trio. I feel bad about doing that to Hermione, but it can't be helped. I'm sorry! She was a little OOC though.. I think. Anyways… the feelings of hostility begin. Oh Roy, Riza, don't you know you shouldn't anger the Boy-Who-Lived and co.? (Ron: What do you mean "and co."! We have names!)-