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Ed went straight to the faculty room the next morning determined to catch Minerva before classes started. He wanted to find out the entire truth behind the carvings in Potter's hands. He couldn't imagine Filius or Pomona using a knife on children. Severus maybe, and uh what was her name? Umbridge? he could definitely imagine her jabbing a kids hand. So it was all very puzzling to him. Besides, if Minerva wasn't in the room, at least he could get himself some coffee. When he first stepped into the room, the air was so thick he could've cut it with a knife. One glance around the room told him why, Umbridge was in there simpering at her tea and stack of paper work. Ed quickly got his coffee and catching Minerva's eye, went to talk with her outside. They walked a couple of of hallways down when Ed decided to ask her.

"Say Minerva, how do kids do lines here?"

"With a quill and ink of course," Minerva said wondering if Edward was quite alright in the head.

"Not with blood?" He stopped in his tracks, so then who did that to Harry?

"Of course not! Please don't tell me that is what you did to my lions!" She stopped too, if he had spilled one drop of her charges blood, she would-!

"Relax," He interrupted her sensing she would kill him if he hurt a student, "blood was spilt, but it wasn't my fault." He told her about Harry's detention and what he had seen. She stood still for a second then grabbed his arm.

"Come with me" and she pulled him towards the last place he wanted to be, Dumbledore's office, where he retold the story, making sure to avoid eye contact and remember to this time.

"So, this is what has been happening, I'm going to guess that he had detention with Dolores?" Dumbledore spoke over the tips of his fingers.

"You'd guess correctly." Edward said, holding down the 'old man' comment because this was hardly the time to do such a thing, even if the geezer deserved it.

"The question is, how do we stop this? That poor child has gone through so much already, this must be so hard on him."

"He'll live, just give him a band-aid and medical treatment." Edward waved his hand not really feeling sympathy for the kid who made an old man tear him from his home. At Dumbledore's sigh and Minerva's gasp he said, "it's just a cut on his hand, it'll scar and hurt yeah, but he won't die."

"But he's just a child!"

"He's fifteen, not a toddler. There is no need to baby him." He turned to leave, honestly, the kid wouldn't die, and this might even help him to learn to think things through.

"What about a deal?" He stopped, but didn't turn around just yet.

"What kind of deal?"

"Get him out of the detentions, and you don't have to stay with him during christmas."

"And if I refuse?" he drawled turning around.

"I... I'll tell your commanding officer to order you to!" The last cards were on the table, and the ball was in Elric's court now.

"How can I make sure you won't tell him to anyway?" He would have to be an idiot to trust the old man just on his word, and if he messed up here, he would have to follow Mustang's order anyways. Besides, he still had a few tricks up his sleeve.

"You'll just have to trust me." Finally he had the brat!

"Not likely" with that, he swished out of the room again leaving one witch and one wizard gazing after him, as well as a few portraits.

"Really Albus! Did you have to do that?" Minerva exploded, men, always trying to come out on top.

"It's alright Minerva, I have something up my sleeve anyways."

"What is it?"

"I have sent Remus on a mission, and he should be back in a few minutes."

"What was the mission?" She asked him warily.

"To find out more about our young professor." With that, the flames in the fireplace turned green, and a wizard with greying hair and shabby robes whisked into the office. "Ah Remus! How are you?"

"Fine,thank you Albus, and yourself?"

"As well as I can in my age, but now onto serious matters."

"Yes of course." And all three took their seats.

"So, what can you tell me about Edward Elric?"

"I can tell you what they call him."

"And what is that?" asked Minerva

"The Hero of the People and The Fullmetal Alchemist."

"Those are heavy titles for a child."

"That's the thing, he's carried those titles since the age of twelve, he's twenty now."

"Why does he have those titles?"

"This is what I've been able to gather," Remus sighed and took a deep breath. "At the age of twelve, he showed up, took a qualification test that most adults fail to get into the military and received the name FullMetal. He then proceeded to defy the stereotype that all alchemists are bad, and completed all of his assignments. One of which, was defeating another Alchemist who had planned to freeze over the capital. He would travel around the country with his brother who always wore a suit of armor, no one knows why. They became well known because they would help everyone who needed it and Elric had auto mail, which is a highly advanced form of prosthetics. Around the time he was fifteen, a mass murderer want around killing State Alchemists, Elric was targeted more than once and was the only one aside from the Flame and Strong Arm Alchemists who survived the attacks. There was a coup d'etat four years ago in which the previous Fuhrer was overthrown and proven to be inhumane or a monster? All the stories start to vary at this point, but in the end all of the other alchemists and most of the military were down and it came down to Elric and some kind of monster that bullets wouldn't hurt and Elric won. Some survivors say he was stabbed, burned and tossed around but he wouldn't give up, even with a nail through his arm. He then left to his home town Resembool and resigned as a State Alchemist. About three years ago, the current Fuhrer himself went to talk him into working for him again. People say that he had to try ten times before Elric agreed, and that was only because he said he would just continue to be annoying unless he agreed. Elric was reinstated and instead of doing what he did before, he became an ambassador working directly with and under the Fuhrer ."

There was a dead silence in the office after Remus finished his report. Minerva started rethinking everything she had thought about him due to what she thought was his insensitivity to others. Albus was overwhelmed by how wrong he had been and thankful that he wasn't dead because it seemed that if he wanted to, Elric could kill him.

"Merlin." Minerva broke the silence, "And his parents?"

"His mother died when he was 10, and his father left when he was six, returned to fight, then died soon after the battle."

"Does he have no other family? His brother?"

"A few say he died at the battle which is what caused Elric to kill the man, most say he's alive and well and has finally taken off the armor. I frankly don't know."

"No, I'm quite sure he's alive, if I recall correctly, he was with Edward when I went to pick him up" Interrupted Dumbledore.

"So then he probably is alive, he isn't in their house though, it's burned down, and when I asked the neighbors, they said it's been burned down for years and they have no clue where either brother is."

"Thank you Remus."

"Dumbledore, there is one more thing."

"What is it?"

"Even though Elric scares me a little, and all of this information is from gossip, I honestly think he would be an invaluable member to the order."

"Thank you Remus, I shall keep that in mind."

"Well then, good day." and nodding to both professors, he stepped into the fireplace and with a whoosh, he was gone.

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