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"You're going." Al didn't even consider any other options. As soon as his brother told him what he'd been asked to do, his mind was made up. No way in hell was he going to keep his brother here.

Ed frowned at him, tugging on his shirt absently.

"Al, are you sure?" he asked. "I don't want something to happen to you."

Al let out a snort.

"Yeah, well," he said, "I have Granny and Winry looking after me and making sure my body gets what it needs. Plus," he added slyly, "What would Winry say if she knew you've been offered a job and aren't going to take it."

"Well then, don't tell her!"

"Don't tell me what?"

Both brothers turned their heads to see Winry standing in the doorway, quietly observing them. Her arms were crossed, a brow raised, and she held a wrench loosely in her hand. Ed eyed it with some apprehension, not eager to receive a smack on the head with her weapon of choice.

"Ed got a job," Al said brightly, and Ed shot him a look of betrayal.

"Traitor," he hissed, and Al merely shrugged, a hint of a smile on his face.

Winry looked at Ed, impressed if not a little confused.

"Did you quit the military or something?" she asked curiously, and Ed shook his head. Well, now he'd have to take the job, if he didn't want his girlfriend whacking his brains out.

"Remember the magic school I went to, Hogwarts?" he began, and continued on when she nodded. "I, um, I've been offered a teaching position there, I'd be an alchemy professor. The Bastard was the one who called me in to discuss it."

"And did you accept?"

"Er, not exactly…" at the withering look she shot him, he hastily continued onwards, "I wanted to talk with Al first! I'm gonna say yes though." This last part was said with grudging resignation.

Winry grinned. She walked over to Ed and gave him a quick peck on the lips. Ed was pleased that she had to stand on tiptoe to reach him.

"It'll be good for you to get out," she said. "You know, see some sights, do something fun, and not break your automail." Her voice took on a semi-threatening tone, but Ed knew she was not joking. He kissed the top of her head.

"I'll try not to bang it up too much, but you know me," he gave her a sheepish grin and she rolled her eyes.

Later that evening, Ed sat down in the Rockbelle's kitchen with a blank piece of paper and a pen in front of him. He frowned at it, wondering what he was going to say.

'Hi guys, I'm teaching alchemy'? 'Guys, I just saved the world, now I'm a teacher'? "So, I'm back… and I'm your professor'?

Finally, he decided that surprise might be the best course of action. Sure, Ron, Harry, and Hermione would probably be moderately pissed at him for keeping it a secret – Hermione wouldn't appreciate any more secrecy, not after finding out that he was with the military (even if she didn't know exactly what he did).

It was the next morning, as Ed poured himself a glass of water, that Dumbledore Apperated into the Rockbelle's kitchen. Ed jumped in surprise, and the glass he was holding dropped on the floor and shattered.

'Holy shit!" Ed swore. "Warn me next time, would ya?"

Dumbledore watched him apparently amused. He pulled out his wand.

"Let me get that for you," he offered as Ed crouched over the broken glass.

The blond alchemist waved him off.

"Nah," he said, "I've got this."

He brought his metal and flesh palms together and touched them to the shattered pieces, restoring them in a flash of blue-tinged light. Ed picked the glass up and set it on the kitchen table, his gaze returning to his former Headmaster, who looked moderately impressed.

"No chalk. I was correct in my assumption that your skills as an alchemist had grown." The old man said, a smile quirking his lips upwards.

Ed eyed him for a moment before nodding.

"Have you decided on your answer about my offer?" Dumbledore asked him.

Ed grinned.

"When do I start?"

"The very best of evenings to you!" Dumbledore said, smiling broadly, his arms opened wide as though to embrace the whole room.

Dumbledore ignored the whispers that filled the Great Hall as the students caught sight of his ruined hand. He merely smiled and shook his purple-and-gold sleeve over his injury.

"Nothing to worry about," he said airily. "Now, to our new students, welcome, to our olds students, welcome back! Another year full of magical education awaits you…"

Ed tuned him out as he almost fell asleep in his hand. He ran his flesh hand over his braided hair, trying to stay awake. He could see Hermione, Harry, and Ron discussing something – more than likely Dumble's dead hand. He wondered if they had caught sight of him yet. Several of the professors were giving him odd looks, and Hagrid was looking at him, puzzled.

"We are pleased to welcome two new members of staff this year, Professor Slughorn," A bald man, older and with a big belly, stood, "is a former colleague of mine who has agreed to resume his old post of Potions master. Professor Snape, meanwhile," said Dumbledore, raising his voice so that it carried over all the muttering, "will be taking the position of Defense against the Dark Arts teacher."

Ed blinked in surprise. Well, this was new. He had just assumed the fat guy was going to be the new Defense professor. He looked to Snape who looked vaguely smug about the whole ordeal. Ed glared at him, but he didn't see.

Harry yelled out "No!" so loudly that many heads turned in his direction.

Dumbledore cleared his throat. The whole Hall had erupted in a buzz of conversation at the news that Snape had finally achieved his heart's desire. Seemingly oblivious to the sensational nature of the news he had just imparted, Dumbledore said nothing more about staff appointments, but waited a few seconds to ensure that the silence was absolute before continuing.

"Now, I would like you to welcome our newest professor, who will teach the newly instated alchemy class, Professor Elric!"

Show time. Ed stood feeling slightly awkward. Mustang had apparently told Dumbledore that Ed was to wear his military uniform for this job, and it was driving Ed crazy with how much it itched.

He saw his three friends all look at him in shock and lean in to whisper amongst one another. Indeed, many of the sixth and seventh years that remembered him – including Malfoy and his goons – were muttering to each other about Ed's arrival.

Ed smirked. This was going to be a fun year.

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