Here we are! Part 2/3 of the original chapter two! xD im sorry i was late, I ended up having a soccer tournament over the weekend and Friday i went home sick and Monday did the same... God, that was painful (_U_) It looks like it will be every two weeks for updates though since exams for the end of year are beginning, so i really need to concentrate on school. This will only be in effect for about a month or so though since School is released in June on Friday the thirteenth~

I love all the support and encouragement people have been giving me, and it hurts so much to make you guys wait! I hope you all like this chapter- but sorry it is shorter... I had to cut some stuff out because it was contradicting to my plotline for this, so it came up a bit short when I typed it.

"Aghng." Edward squirmed as an attempt to free himself from the the hand over his face. He didn't really want to have to resort to nipping, but if he needed to...

Thankfully though, the hand left his while he glared at the owner of said hand. He could see Harry and Hermione giving him awkward looks while Ron just..played with a rat? Ed wasn't too sure.

"What the hell'd you do that for?!" Ed yelped, glaring heavily at the man.

"well, professor Elric,"

Ed placed his hands out in front of him- effectively putting the talking to a halt.

"Wait, weren't you asleep? How do you know my name?"

"Er, well yes. I mean, I'm a fairly light sleeper..."

The four teens stared blankly. He quickly brushed it off.

"T-that isn't the point here..."

Ed shrugged his shoulders and motioned for him to continue.

"Yes, well, as I was saying about language. This is a school" The adult said slowly, hoping that the new professor would understand what he was implying.

"ya, so? what does that have to do with anything?"

Or not...

" Ahem,"

The two professors looked over at Hermione.

"If I may, I would very much like to recite the rules about explicit language on school grounds?"

With a nod from the teacher, she continued- and rather happily at that.

"The use of explicit language is strictly prohibited on school grounds- which includes the Hogwats Express. This is to ensure that all students and staff are under good influence and contained within a good social environment." She said matter-of-factly.

"Thank you Miss-?"

"Granger."

"Yes, thank you Miss Granger."

Hermione beamed happily at being correct-not like she was ever wrong anyways.

He turned back to Ed who huffed, crossing his arms with an annoyed frown upon his face. Kids these days were really pathetic- can't even withstand a few simple curses. Ha! He was cursing when he was like seven, maybe even sooner than that, and eleven years and up can't even listen to 'em?

Ed thought about it a bit more before remembering something rather important- He wasn't exactly a normal kid, then and now, and so it probably wasn't right to compare himself to them... but even then, they were still pathetic.

Rolling his eyes at the older professor, Ed leaned back and let him know that he understood the rule.

"Good! And now that that is taken care of..." The man said, looking at Ed. there was a strong hint of drowsiness within the dull yellow eyes. Quiet followed while the five humans, cat, and ugly as hell rat sat still in the compartment.

"So," Hermione said after a little while, looking at the luggage rack above the man's head. Resting there was a battered up old case, held together by a large amount of neatly tied string. "You're Professor R.J. Lupin?" she asked, reading the pealing letters on the corner of the case.

"Oh, yes-but just Lupin please- I am the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year- Ah! I forgot to introduce myself sooner " He replied apologetically, studying the trio, who- with Ed- waved him off in a way that said they were all quite alright with his mistake. "And what year are you three in?" he asked. It was Harry who answered-for once beating Hermione.

"Third year Gryffindors, Professor."

"Ah, wonderful! That means I will have you tomorrow afternoon then."

Lupin smiled at the three, while Edward Rummaged through his bag in search of his travelogue. Another silence fell and the only noises were the excessive yawning of the wild Lupin and some very weird sounds coming from Crookshanks who was watching Ron's pocket-probably stalking Scabbers.

Soon, both Ed and Lupin were fast asleep, unresponsive to anything and everything. Harry decided that this would be a time as good as any to finally talk privately to his friends. He quickly went through the details of what he had overheard Ron's parents talking about; as he expected, they flipped-just maybe a bit more than he thought they would. He ended up having to explain multiple times that he didn't go looking for trouble- trouble looked for him. Half way through the conversation, all three were interrupted but an annoying buzzing sound- though still not enough to wake the professors it seemed. It was quickly labeled as a cheap sneakoscope by Ron and was placed at the very bottom of a suitcase to be quieted. After that, they talked a bit about Hogsmeade and Harry sadly let out the news that he could not go since his permission form was not signed- it would have been, but he kinda made an Aunt Marge balloon before he stormed out of the house...

"Don't let that thing out!" Ron shouted as Hermione opened up Crookshanks' basket. The cat was on top of Ron in a heartbeat, struggling to get to the rat in his pocket. After a small struggle, Crookshanks was back with Hermione and the professors were /still/ sleeping. Outside the train, heavy clouds began to form- indicating that a storm loomed over them.

At one in the afternoon the professors were still in their dreams when the witch with the food cart came by. The three teens thought about waking them- or attempting to at least- but the woman said that if they were hungry when they woke that she would be in the front. Harry got some cauldron cakes and began to nom on them happily while Hermione and Ron ate a few with him.

In the mid-afternoon it finally began to rain. Right around that time, the trio were faced with their three least favorite people in the world.

"Well look who it is." Malfoy lazily drawled out. "Potty and the Weasel. I heard your father finally got his hands on some gold this summer, Weasley. Your mother die of shock?"

the six teens snapped their attention to the blonde who was now glaring angrily at Malfoy after slamming his fist onto the side of the compartment. He pointed his finger at the lighter blonde and clenched his teeth together.

"Don't even joke about something like that!"

Malfoy was a bit taken aback, but soon returned to his natural unpleasantness.

"Oh? And who are you to tell me what to do?" He sneered. "You can't be anything more than first year, so maybe you should really learn your plac-"

Edward leaped up from his seat and closed in tightly on the taller boy.

"I'm not a student." He said stiffly. "I'm a Professor, and I think you are the one who needs to learn his place here."

Everybody was speechless. The Slytherin trio was because they didn't expect that the midget would be a professor, and the Gryffindor trio because they knew that Professor Elric had been asleep, so how and why did he react so quickly?

Ed Shoved his finger forcefully behind Draco.

"Out. Now."

Draco was not a fool. He wasn't going to get on the bad side of a professor before school even officially began. He wasn't even too sure he was a professor, but another man was there who definitely was- even if he was sleeping. He motioned for his "friends" to follow and left with an unreadable expression on his face. Edward just glared at him as he left, which made Harry a bit more freaked out by him, but still loved him even more because he didn't like Malfoy. Ed sat back down and met the startled looks pointed towards him.

"Joking about death like it is nothing at all is something I will never tolerate." He said stiffly. taking a deep breath, he relaxed a bit.

"When did it start raining?"

Hermione checked her watch.

" It started around one or so." she said softly, still a bit surprised at his outburst.

"What time is it now?"

"About..."

Ed Frowned. Hermione was staring very confused at her watch. Harry and Ron leaned in to see what was wrong. It was frozen.

"Wha-"

The train jolted suddenly, jostling the group as the train came to a halt and the lights flickered. they did so for only a few moments before going out completely. Ron seemed to notice something outside, for he wiped at the window viciously and peered out.

"There's something out there.."

The door to the compartment slid open as a new person entered. They tripped over Edward and fell to the ground in the dark, letting out a squeal.

"Neville?" Hermione asked. The wimpy grunts told her that she was correct. She stood up to try and leave, but ran into yet another person.

"Ron?"
"Ginny?"

"No idea who any of these people are..."

"Everybody hush up!"

Professor Lupin had now woken back up as well. There was a soft crackling noise and Lupin's face was illuminated by tiny sparks in his hands. He turned towards the doorway, but was unable to pass due to a cloaked figure towering up to the ceiling. It took a deep breath as if trying to suck something from the air.

There was an ear-splitting scream as Edward collapsed onto the ground, quickly followed by Harry.