Hey guys! Sorry for not updating in FOREVER! But anyways I have a poll up on my profile that I would like you to vote for. It's for whatever story you want me to update over the holidays and I will work on that ONE story, unless I finish it. Then I'll work on the one with the second to most votes. I don't own either of these subjects: FMA or HP
Truth's Apprentice: Well that isn't creepy at all O.O haha that's cool :3'
RoxyStar05: No, you're not weird for that because I think it's cute too! ^-^ who doesn't? Hehe.
ultima-owner: Maybe :) but not this chappie :P
greakfreak101: Yeah, I have writers block constantly. In order to get back into it, I have to listen to just the right song ^-^
funkey monkey 1235: Yeah, I love it when they yell at each other :3
Latias876: Thanks
Strom Eric: Yeah, I know but he's not completely anti-social! He's just depressed lately, he does have friends :)
Septembers Children: Sorry to say this but, Roy's only staying for one more day and then he's leaving -sigh- I know but Alphonse will help him get it back together ^-^
"What the hell?" Edward mumbled, looking at Ms. Norris and then to them. Harry, Ron, and Hermoine shook their heads violently. He didn't know the three as much as he should've, but he knew that they couldn't have done something like this.
"Enemies of the heir, beware! You'll be next, Mudbloods!" Edward heard Malfoy shout.
"What's going on here? What's going on?" they heard Filch's footsteps. The rest of the children cleared the way, Edward was too shocked to move. Filch froze when he saw his unmoving cat. "My cat! My cat! What's happened to Ms. Norris!?" he screamed. His eyes landed on Harry. "You! You've murdered my cat! You've killed her! I'll kill you! I'll-" Edward blinked.
"Argus!" Edward heard Dumbledore's voice and turned around to find himself awkwardly standing with the three. Dumbledore and a couple of professors made their way towards them. "Come with me, Argus. You, too, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger..." he looked at Edward curiously. Edward instantly shook his head. "Mr. Elric."
"H-hold on, wait just a minute-"
"Let's go." Edward's expression had gone from shocked to confused and back to shocked again. He didn't do anything! Lockhart stepped forward.
"My office is nearest, Headmaster, just upstairs, please feel free-"
"Thank you, Gilderoy." Edward's mouth hung open as Dumbledore gestured them all to come with. Edward crossed his arms stubbornly and followed. This was so not fair. Once they were inside, Dumbledore lay the 'dead' cat on the table. Lockhart lit a candle up. The four of them slumped in seats. The golden trio gave Edward an apologetic look. There was a screech in the air, Edward recognized it as Alphonse's. Ed immediately stood up. "Elric, sit down."
"But that was-"
"Sit." Edward reluctantly did so. He was looking around worriedly. What could've made Alphonse screech like that? Edward just realized Lockhart was rambling on about what he could've done if he was there. Edward rolled his eyes. "She's not dead, Argus." Dumbledore clarified.
"Not dead? But why's she all...all stiff and frozen?"
"She's been Petrified,"
"Ah! I thought so!" said Lockhart. Edward glared at him, he didn't notice.
"But how, I cannot say..."
"Ask him!" Filch pointed at Harry.
"No second year could've done this, it would take Dark Magic of the most advanced-"
"He did it!" Filch interrupted. "You saw what he wrote on the wall! He found...in my office...he knows I'm a..." Filch bit his lip. "He knows I'm a Squib!"
"I never touched Ms. Norris!" Harry exclaimed. "And I don't even know what a Squib is."
"Rubbish! He saw my Kwikspell letter!" What the hell is a Squib? Edward wondered.
"If I might speak, Headmaster. Potter and his friends may have simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time." Snape sneered at the three, not including Edward. "But we do have a set of suspicious circumstances here. Why was he in the upstairs corridor at all? Why wasn't he at the Halloween feast?" Snape questioned.
"They were at a Deathday Party." Edward nodded.
"How would you-"
"I saw them going down a different corridor on my way to the Great Hall."
"Yeah, there were hundreds of ghosts, they'll tell you we were there-"
"But why not join the feast afterward? Why go up to that corridor?" Edward looked at the three, also wondering. Ron and Hermoine looked at Harry. Edward's eyes narrowed. Why would they look at Harry?
"Because...because." Edward saw Harry hesitate. They were hiding something. "Because we were tired and wanted to go to bed."
"Without any supper? I didn't think ghosts provided food fit for living people at their parties."
"We weren't hungry." Ron's stomach growled. Edward mentally face palmed. Snape smiled nastily.
"I suggest, Headmaster, that Potter is not being entirely truthful, it might be a good idea if he were deprived of certain privileges until he is ready to tell us the whole story. I personally fell he should be taken off the Gryffindor Quidditch team until he is ready to be honest."
"Really, Severus, I see no reason to stop the boy playing Quidditch. This cat wasn't hit over the head with a broomstick." Edward tried to hold his laughter in at the scene that flashed through his head.
"Innocent until proven guilty, Severus." said Dumbledore. Snape and Filch looked ticked.
"My cat has been Petrified! I want to see some punishment!"
"We will be able to cure her, Argus, Professer Sprout recently managed to procure some Mandrakes. As soon as they have reached their full size, I will have a potion made that will revive Mrs. Norris."
"I'll make it, I must have done it a hundred times. I could whip up a Mandrake Restorative Draught in my sleep-"
"Excuse me." Snape said coldly. "But I believe I am the Potions master at this school." Edward chuckled at Lockhart's awkward silence. Snape smirked.
"You may go." Dumbledore said to Harry, Ron, Hermoine, and Edward.
"Wait, why did I have to come?" Edward asked, somewhat angrily. Dumbledore just smiled. Edward gritted his teeth. The golden trio left, casting curious glances at Edward as they left. "And what about Alphonse." Edward's eyes narrowed. Dumbledore sighed.
"He's fine, I assure you."
"And how would you-"
"Edward, go to bed." Professor McGonagall scolded. Edward frowned but stomped out of the room. He didn't see the three anywhere and wondered what they were up to. Edward heard a chime resonate throughout the halls. It was midnight, he should really get to bed. On his way to the room he heard running footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw Harry, Ron, and Hermoine running his way. He turned his head back forward and ignored them running past him.
The next day, Edward had gotten up really early. He was so anxious to see Alphonse. He didn't want Alphonse to be hurt. Edward bumped into Percy on his way out of the hall. They nodded to each other and resumed their business. Edward speed walked to the Great Hall. He had to see Dumbledore and he had to see him now. He walked into the Great Hall and saw Alphonse and Roy standing side by side. Alphonse was in his real body. Edward ran at him and enveloped him in a huge hug. Roy smiled at the two. Percy walked in after Edward and saw him hugging a frail boy that looked like he hadn't eaten in months. Percy wondered who this kid was. He looked similar to Edward. Must be his brother. Percy smiled at Edward's wide grin. He hadn't seen Edward smile like that since forever.
"Hello Edward, whose this?" Percy gestured to Alphonse.
"You've met Alphonse before." Percy blinked.
"You mean the Alphonse that was in armor? Wait, how could he...huh?" Edward smiled and hugged Alphonse again.
"Let's go eat." he grabbed his brother's hand and led him to the table. Alphonse looked excited to finally get to eat something. They both dug in. Percy was happy to see Edward finally eating. The Golden Trio also noticed how excited Edward was. He seemed too happy too.
"How is it, Alphonse." everyone's jaws dropped. That was Alphonse?
"It's great, Brother." they both grinned at each other. Roy shook his head. The girls were glad to see how happy Edward was. Hermoine wondered how long Edward could talk before he lost his breath. Her book was sitting open but she wasn't reading, she was too busy staring at Edward. She looked at Alphonse. Is Edward happy because Alphonse is here? She wondered.
"You seem a bit too happy." one of the Gryffindors said suspiciously. Edward frowned.
"Why do you say that?" the student blinked. Roy chuckled. "Oh, well. Is it a problem that I'm too happy?" All of the girls started glaring at him.
"Uh...no..." he stuttered. They all finished eating. It was Friday and Edward had the first two periods off, which he would use to show Alphonse around the castle. He showed Alphonse all his classes and they were now hanging out in the courtyard, reading together. Whatever Alphonse didn't understand, Edward would help him with. Dumbledore barely came out of his room, better yet the courtyard, but he walked to the three alchemists under Edward's favorite shady tree.
"Hello Edward. Do you mind if I speak to you three for a moment." they all shrugged. Dumbledore sat on the ground, which was an odd sight for everyone. "About Alphonse, attending school..." Edward blinked. He had forgotten all about that. Edward looked to Roy.
"You don't suppose I could work for the military during the summer, do you?"
"I don't see why not, though your missions will probably pile up." Edward waved his had nonchalantly.
"Meh." Edward looked to Alphonse and smiled. Alphonse smiled back.
"Well, for now I'll just have Alphonse follow Ginny around so she can help him. You don't have to wear school robes since you haven't gone to Diagon Alley...maybe when we visit Hogsmeade we can get you some robes." the bell had rung. Edward sighed.
"Wait, what about you?" he looked at Roy.
"I'm leaving tomorrow."
"Well I have class now..."
"Mr. Mustang, if you're uncomfortable being away from Edward while you're at Hogwarts, I can give you a visitors pass." Edward was too happy to feel mad.
"I guess it couldn't hurt."
"I'll go find Miss Weasley and you can go with her, Alphonse." Al nodded. Roy followed Edward to his class. Roy had started asking about Magic and Edward explained how the Law of Equivalent Exchange did not apply to it.
"Interesting...by the way, I think you should know." Edward looked up at Roy, who had a serious expression on. "the Homunculi have stayed quiet. I think they might be trying to track you down." Edward frowned.
"They can't see this place unless Dumbledore takes the barriers down though...unless Homunculi are wizards." Edward snorted. Roy shrugged.
"I just thought you should know about it."
"No problem." they walked into the History of Magic class. Roy showed him the visitors pass to the ghost awkwardly and sat with Edward at a back table. Some of the students gave them curious looks. Roy nearly fell asleep at Professor Binns dull voice. Edward chuckled as some of the students were falling asleep. He also laughed at Roy too. Edward saw Hermoine's hand shoot in the air and looked shocked.
"Miss...er...?"
"Granger, Professor. I was wondering if you could tell us anything about the Chamber of Secrets." Roy noticed that students had gotten out of their daze and started actually payin attention.
"My subject is History of Magic, I deal with facts , Miss Granger, not myths and legends." He cleared his throat. "In September of that year, a subcommittee of Sardinian sorcerers-" he stopped talking again when Hermoine raised her hand and waved in the air again.
"Miss Granger?"
"Please, sir, don't legends always have a basis in fact?" Professor Binns stared at her in amazement.
"Well," said Professor Binns slowly, "yes, one could argue that, I suppose. However, the legend of which you speak is such a very sensational , even ludicrous tale-" Professor Binns was shocked at how everyone's attention was now gazed onto him.
"Oh, very well," he said. "Let me see... the Chamber of Secrets...you all know, of course, that Hogwarts was founded over a thousand years ago, the precise date is uncertain, by the four greatest witches and wizards of the age. The four school Houses are named after them: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin. They built this castle together, far from prying Muggle eyes, for it was an age when magic was feared by common people, and witches and wizards suffered much persecution."
"Why is everyone so interested-" Roy started.
"Sh!" Edward shushed him.
"For a few years, the founders worked in harmony together, seeking out youngsters who showed signs of magic and bringing them to the castle to be educated. But then disagreements sprang up between them. A rift began to grow between Slytherin and the others. Slytherin wished to be more selective about the students admitted to Hogwarts. He believed that magical learning should be kept within all-magic families. He disliked taking students of Muggle parentage, believing them to be untrustworthy. After a while, there was a serious argument on the subject between Slytherin and Gryffindor, and Slytherin left the school."
"Fullmetal-" Roy whispered.
"Sh!" Edward shushed him again. Roy sighed and tried to figure out what was going on.
"Reliable historical sources tell us this much," he said. "But these honest facts have been obscured by the fanciful legend of the Chamber of Secrets. The story goes that Slytherin had built a hidden chamber in the castle, of which the other founders knew nothing. Slytherin, according to the legend, sealed the Chamber of Secrets so that none would be able to open it until his own true heir arrived at the school. The heir alone would be able to unseal the Chamber of Secrets, unleash the horror within, and use it to purge the school of all who were unworthy to study magic." Professor Binn paused. He was getting agitated at how into it the students were instead of his teachings. "The whole thing is arrant nonsense, of course," he said. "Naturally, the school has been searched for evidence of such a chamber, many times, by the most learned witches and wizards. It does not exist. A tale told to frighten the gullible."
"Sir...what exactly do you mean by the horror within' the Chamber?" Hermoine raised her hand.
"That is believed to be some sort of monster, which the Heir of Slytherin alone can control."
"Slytherin?" Roy asked Edward.
"Shut. Up." Edward growled.
"I tell you, the thing does not exist, there is no Chamber and no monster."
"But, sir," Seamus Finnigan interrupted, "if the Chamber can only be opened by Slytherin's true heir, no one else would be able to find it, would they?"
"Nonsense, O'Flaherty." said Professor Binns, agitated. "If a long succession of Hogwarts headmasters and headmistresses haven't found the thing-"
"But, Professor," Parvati Patil interrupted. "You'd probably have to use Dark Magic to open it-"
"Just because a wizard doesn't use Dark Magic doesn't mean he can't , Miss Pennyfeather," Professor Binns snapped at her. "I repeat, if the likes of Dumbledore-"
"But maybe you've got to be related to Slytherin, so Dumbledore couldn't-" Dean Thomas begun, but Professor Binns had had enough. Roy watched in amusement as Professor Binns had snapped.
"That will do. It is a myth! It does not exist! There is not a shred of evidence that Slytherin ever built so much as a secret broom cupboard! I regret telling you such a foolish story! We will return, if you please, to history , to solid, believable, verifiable fact!" Binns had restarted his lesson and the students traveled back into listlessness. After Edward had dragged Roy to his classes, they were deadbeat tired. Edward saw Alphonse in the halls a couple of times and waved enthusiastically. It was now supper and the three alchemists sat down and enjoyed their meal. Edward looked around.
"Where is Harry, Ron, and Hermoine?" Edward asked Percy. Percy looked around and frowned. He stood up and left to go in search of them. Edward just shrugged.
"So Col-Roy, how was classes?" Alphonse asked him, catching his mistake.
"Well the first one was as boring as hell." Edward snickered. "The other ones were okay, though I can relate to Transfiguration a bit." the two brothers nodded.
"That subject is quite unique." Edward said. They nodded in agreement.
"Wait, where were you and Alphonse staying last night?"
"Alphonse actually went to First Year dorms. I had to sleep in the Hospital Wing." Roy chuckled. Edward shivered.
"Guh, I hate hospitals."
"It's not really a hospital."
"It's a hospital wing." Edward glowered. The bell rang, signaling that dinner was over. The three alchemists found a secluded space out of hearing distance. Many students that were leaving the Great Hall had looked their way but they kept going. None of them noticed Harry, Ron, and Hermoine in an empty classroom spying on them.
"Fullmetal." Edward nodded and held out his hand.
"I guess I'll see you next summer, Colonel Bastard." he smirked. Roy turned to walk away. "Say hey to Major Hughes for me, will ya." he grinned. Roy waved. Alphonse and Edward looked at each other, smiling. They began to talk to each other about the Homunculi disappearing. Meanwhile, Hermoine face Harry and Ron.
"He's in the military?"
Uh oh, they know! Now what? Oh by the way guys...Don't forget about the poll! :) Review!