Well... I do have a life out of FFnet. I need my Sundays.

I don't own HP or FMA, characters or plotline. This story is more like a subplot .... enjoy, and please Review.

Some confusion may occur, please tell me and I'll try to explain.

Prolly lots of cussing, especially since it's ED we're talking about.

There will be some hints about Boylove, mainly RoyEd cause I'm a fan like that. It won't be explicit, and all hints of pairings... okay, all hints of RoyEd is ultimately for humour. Humor. whatever. It's for fun. Don't take it seriously.

Rating. The day I move this fic to M Rating is the day I get 10 reviews saying 'change it to M!'. I trust ye people to be calm about some cussing and some nekkidness. No scenes, people. Remember, T. TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

I'm keeping the main story around two pages limit, even if I have to cut it in the middle of something.

And Please review! XD

Anyways.

Mistytail - I agree.

Hirahayami - Nuh. Deal with it. And it's Dude'tte'.

Tristadin - Doesn't it do that to everyone? I think mine is too right now.

Lolmaster - Hmm... I think that's about all Roy's going to be burning... unless you suggest me somethings for OMAKE scenes. It will make the story longer, and if I get inspired, it might even be more than two pages!

Huitt - Haha, I think Rita's tougher than that.

Ivory Jade 6669 - I am!! I am!! I'm glad you likey.

Sapphia - I chewed mine off ever since I was four. now I'm above that. I use a tool. get a knife and grate the edge of your nail, from your skin (though I also cut skin off as well) and when white comes up, put the blade underneath, hold the white part, then peel it. I warn you, your nail will get uglier. Mine has dented parts and pointy shaped (cause it got infected) and it bleeds a lot. I told you how to, but that doesn't mean I encouraged you to try.

Trustdeceit - Thank you! (laughed = story was funny = compliment = my food)

EdwardCullenIsCoolerThanYou - uhm. Yes. And your ID is LONG.

Enjoy!

The weeks went by slowly; while everyone was buzzing with excitement for the Triwizard Tournament, the Elric brothers had not been interested any more than they had been for Winry's Automail course.

Edward Elric walked down the darker outer hallways, his eyes idly counting the leaves falling. He had just been with his brother, when Karkaroff entered and hushed Alphonse away. After a while, his brother came back in, and informed him (before he got whisked away by his new Slytherin friends) that the first task was to fight a Dragon.

A Dragon.

A Dragon.

Ed sighed. So there were six dragons, and each champions had to fight one to pass. From what he'd read before in Hogwarts' and Beauxbatons' library, Dragons had claws that cut through steel, scales that bounced off most of the magic known (though it didn't really affect the brothers), and usually breathed fire. Now what could the Elric brothers do to get rid of those dragons? Killing it was probably off limits, since most Dragons were protected species, not to mention it would be pretty much impossible.

"Hey! Cedric!" Edward looked away from the 34th leave to fall, to see … Harry Potter, was it, run towards what he presumed was Cedric.

"Wait! Stop!"

The PuffyPuff (or something), according to the color of his scarf, didn't do anything until the other boy came to him.

"What is it, Potter?"

"Dragons," said the gasping boy, and Ed's ears peaked at the very familiar word. Of course, he had heard it from Al who got it from Karkaroff, who probably wanted Alphonse to win for Durmstrang, and Fleur would probably hear it from Maxime, by the way the woman flirted with the gamekeeper. But how did Harry, of all people, had seen it?

Edward, always the brazen one, decided to go and see upfront and see what the other boy knew. If not much, it would be better to inform them… both. It would be fairer to start on the same ground.

"… What?" asked Cedric, quirking one eyebrow at the other teen as Ed started to trot towards them.

"The first challenge," Harry gasped again, "they're Dragons. There are four of them… for whatever reason… maybe as a spare…"

"Six, actually, one each," said Ed, flipping up one hand in greeting. The two Hogwarts students snapped their heads to him, startled that someone had been listening to their conversation. "What? It's not like it's news to me," shrugged Edward.

"Why are you … both of you, telling me this?" said Cedric, his eyes going back and forth to the two 'rivals' in distrust. "Isn't it better for me to be ignorant for you to win?"

Harry shrugged. "I saw Madame Maxime see the dragons, so it's probably where she-" he pointed at Ed with his chin.

Ed interrupted with a growl, "HE."

The boys momentarily stared at the fuming blonde. Harry blushed, and continued:

"… um, he, heard about them, and-"

"-and no, she didn't tell me yet, but my brother got informed by Karkaroff already," said Ed, cutting Harry's sentence again with an annoyed frown.

"-so you're the only one without a fair chance, and I thought it would be better if we competed on even grounds…" trailed off Harry, the awkward stare from Cedric getting to him.

Cedric looked at Ed, who stared back, and then looked at Harry.

"… Thanks, I guess, Potter, er…" he sputtered, unsettled by the showmanship from two of his supposed 'rivals'.

"Elric. Edward Elric," supplied Ed.

An uncomfortable silence settled into the empty hallway.

"Yeah, well… later," said Harry, breaking the silence, and turned away towards what Ed assumed was Harry's house's dorms.

The two who were left again settled into an uncomfortable silence, where Cedric stared at Ed and Ed stared right back. Edward quickly grew bored and started to count the leaves falling behind the other student in his mind, when Cedric broke the silence with a question.

"… Are you really a boy?"

"Brother?"

"Yeah?"

"Why is that guy looking at you like that?"

"..."

"... Is that a black eye?"

"... Maybe."

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