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Edward was the first one up, the morning's light just barely visible as it crested the earth. He yawned and quietly sat up. Scratching the back of his head, he looked dazedly around. The curtains to his four-poster bed were drawn shut, keeping prying eyes away. Ed could just see the top of the window, placed between his and Harry's bed. Sighing Ed stretched , his arms raised above him.

A cold chill ran up his spine as his automail shoulder touched the back of his neck. Ed drew in a sharp intake of breath, eyes widening. Ed shifted and looked at his automail, running his left hand over the cold metal. Edward closed his eyes, thoughts drifting to that day, the day it all went wrong.


Edward kneeled in front of the transmutation circle, Al a few feet over.

"I'm Done! Al?"

"Okay. . ." Al answered nervously, his sandy brown hair fell into his eyes.

Ed smiled slightly "Don't worry" Edward looked down at the transmutation circle, his short blond hair circling his face

"It's perfect." It started to rain outside. Edward looked over at his younger brother.

"Let's do this."

"Okay."

They both placed their hand onto the circle laying in front of him. A bright yellow light started to swirl around as a low hum echoed around the room, blue lightning hitting the middle. Edward smiled, this was going to work, they were going to bring her back. That's when it all went wrong. The bright yellow turned to a dark purple as the low hum turned into crashing lightning.

Edward screamed.

Al was gone. . . no . . . No! He couldn't lose him, not like this. Edward knocked down the armor that stood in the corner.

"You can't take him, he's my brother." Edward screamed this, using the blood from his missing left leg to draw a circle inside the armor. He slammed down his hands on it and a bright light enveloped him.


When Alphonse came to, he was sealed inside the armor. His older brother leaned up against the wall, right arm and left leg gone. Blood was dripping down the sides of his mouth and over his chin.

"I'm sorry Al, I'm so sorry." He fell forward.

Their mother? A bloody pile of innards, gasping and crawling on the floor.


Edward's eye's burst open, this was not the time to be thinking about this. Ed shook his head and climbed out of bed. He grabbed his clothes and scrambled to the bathroom once he checked no one was awake yet. Ed tugged off the black tank top he wore and tossed it onto the bench that stood outside of one of the showers. Placing his change of new clothes next to his towel.

Edward stood their in his boxers, his long blonde hair fluttered down behind him. He stepped into the shower closing the curtain hooking it. He took off his boxers and placing them on the bench outside. Ed turned on the water, blasting his skin with the hot water. He shivered, rubbing the port of his automail arm, trying to warm the cold metal. He stiffened as his hand brushed against a bite mark right above the port. The teethmarks created a slight bruise and his skin was speckled with traced the bite with his nimble fingers, thinking to the person who gave it to him.

Roy. He sighed, running his automail hand along the back of his neck. Ed grabbed the shampoo and started to lather up his hair. He hated that man, he hated him so much. It had started out as a game, just a way to relieve stress, nothing more. Shampoo started to run down his face before Edward tipped his head back, the water running the soap down the drain. It wasn't supposed to be this way.

He hated Mustang, he hated him so much for making him fall in love.


Once dressed, Ed went down into the common room to be meet by the silence and emptiness of the room.

"Come on George, before Hermione wakes. You know she rises early."

"I'm coming Fred, and if you keep talking so loud, you'll wake everyo-" the two voice talked quietly as they ascended down the stairs.

Two red headed twins, obviously Ron's brothers, froze when they saw the long haired blond. They stared at each other for a moment when Ed saw a stack of papers clutched in each of their hands.

"Hey, what's-" Two hands flew forward and covered Edward's mouth before he could say another word.

"Shhhhh" both twins shushed at once. "Please don't tell anyone about this. Yeah, we just need to get this by Hermione." the twins spoke in turns.

Edward sighed, pulling the hands away from his mouth and sticking out his own hand. The twin on his left, Fred, handed him a sheet.

Gallons of Galleons!

Pocket money failing to keep pace with your outgoings?

Like to earn a little extra gold?

Contact Fred and George Weasley,

Gryffindor common room,

for simple, part time, virtually painless jobs

(we regret that all work is undertaken at applicant's own risk)

Ed read the page, his eyebrow rising higher and higher till he reached the end. He looked up from the paper to the twins, his eyebrow raised all the way up. Edward knew about their candy testing.

"You two are crazy. . . how can I get in on this?" The twins smiled.


Heat, pain, pleasure, love. "D-Draco!"


Harry shot up in bed, his entire body shaking. Sweat rolled down his neck. His head fell back as he moaned, the waves of pleasure settling. Harry looked down inside his boxers, the sticky white cum made him cringe. He shook his head, thinking.

'Did I just have a dream about Draco, with his cock up my-' Harry slapped himself in the face, stopping his thoughts. He shivered, and wondered who spiked his drink to make him think like that.


Sorry for the short chapter people! I'll update soon!