Alchemic Surprises
Atki Li Houjun
AN: I know it's been a while but it's basically the first time I've had any urge to write for now. I'll hopefully be updating The Love of a Pet before break is over as well. I can also tell you I have another FMA/HP cross over planned that stars Ed from the very end of the show. Not sure if I should put it in HP or FMA, probably FMA since they're more likely to read it anyway ;. My delay can basically be blamed on Xbox. If I didn't recently get one, I would have updated a bit sooner. But my friend got one BEFORE Christmas, we rented Halo and it all went down hill from there.
Chapter 3:
Chaotic Reunions
"What the hell is the meaning of bringing all these people? You were only suppose to grab Mr. Weasley!" Snape roared at the four people before him. They were in the infirmary, ten bodies filling ten beds. Six of the said ten were tied up and three metallic limbs were currently removed from their owners as a precaution.
Remus sighed slightly, rubbing his swollen cheek, "We couldn't just let them leave. They knew where the veil was. We couldn't just Obliviate them of the chase and then of their memories of Ron as well."
Hectic as it was already, the four were now being moved out. If left in the infirmary then it could not be locked from wandering pests, such as Harry and Hermione, eager to see their true friend at last. Unfortunately, these two have gotten passed quite a few locks.
The six people were locked up separately from Ron, since they were of no importance only stowaways if you will. Three were in military uniform, one a blonde woman, the other two dark haired males. One of the men used daggers and wore glasses, while the other owned a pair of very odd gloves. These three were put under extreme lock and key. The other two captives were blonde males of around 16 and 12 years of age, by looks. (AN: Coughs) These two were considered harmless, but as a precaution, the smaller of the two had both metal limbs removed and locked away with Ron's right arm.
"There! The door should open now. We have to be careful though, there might be more traps Harry." Hermione mumbled quietly, hidden underneath the invisible cloak with the Boy-Who-Lived by her side. Harry nodded and pushed open the door carefully, glancing in. Finding nothing he pushed forward, leading Hermione in. Only one bed was filled and it held a familiar redhead under it's covers.
He was tied to the bed by his left arm, stretched out above him onto the metal headboard. His right arm, however, made Hermione gasp loudly as Harry removed the cloak. It was a gaping hole of nuts and bolts, circuitry disappearing into his body, looking horrific and painful. Hermione shook her head though, looking at Harry. Harry was transfixed by the face though. It didn't matter, it was definitely Ron. He took a single finger and ran down the side of his face almost lovingly. Hermione was tempted to do the same.
Ron snorted slightly in his sleep, eye lids twitching, slit open, and then suddenly snapping wide. He jolted into a sitting position, staring at the two. Harry and Hermione had both jumped back slightly before leaning back in as if to comfort. Before they could get a word it though, Ron as leaned back away from them, snarling, "Who the hell are you?"
It now finally struck the Golden 'pair' that their Ron never existed, he had never known them at all.
oOoO
It was the next morning. Harry, Hermione, the Weasleys, and pretty much everyone else associated with this endeavor was here. During the night, however, Ron had worked on using a small paperclip he had found into forming a transmutation circle on the bed. He was, in truth, not attached anymore, but he needed to keep his edge. And so, he lived with the cramping in his shoulder, all the while staring angrily at the entire group.
Dumbledore was smiling, as usual, "Ah Mr. Weasley, I see you have finally come to since the incident the other day. I'm sure you and your family will have plenty to catch now that you're back, safe and sound."
Ron's eye twitched slightly, "What family are you going on about, where the hell am I, and who the fuck are you?"
Molly sucked in a breath and smacked him on the head, "Ronald, that's no way to be speaking to your Headmaster!"
It took all of the redheads power to not rip out of the false restraints and throttle the woman. With a deep calming breath, he gazed upon Molly, "And who the hell are you… to be telling me what to do?"
Dumbledore smiled politely, "My dear boy, Molly here is your mother. Don't you remember?"
Ron snapped back to the old man, eye wide and snarling, "The hell are you talking about? My Mother died nearly 10 years ago!"
The aged wizard shook his head almost sadly, "She was not your birth mother, even you knew that. Molly here, she is the one that took care of you before you were so violently taken away. She, as are the rest of the Weasleys, your real family."
Hanging his head, Ron sucked in a breath, "Where are my brothers…?"
Charlie started slightly, "What are you going on about, we're right here!"
Dumbledore spoke up slightly in surprise, "Ah, you mean the Elric brothers, correct? They are in a different room for now. Don't worry, you may see them soon enough."
Ron nodded, knees pulling up into his chest where he rested his chin.
The old wizard smiled again, "Now, why don't we leave the Weasleys be to become reacquainted. We'll see you-"
Ron smiled, "Alright then, we'll leave them be." He tossed his legs over the side of the bed, ropes around his wrist falling uselessly about him. "Where's my right arm?"
oOoO
Protests about him not being a Weasley went completely unheard. They didn't seem to give a damn on whether he was adopted by someone else or not.
Ron eventually did get his arm back. The mess that followed was absolutely chaotic. His 'mother' was going crazy about him being so stupid in getting one of his own limbs removed. His 'brothers' were running about, frantic, trying to get in a look-see. His 'sister' was constantly dotting on his person, enough to drive any man crazy.
The only one in the family that seemed semi-normal was this Percy fellow. He was calm, didn't try to make him fit in, and actually seemed to be on his side for the family issue.
Ron instantly liked him. He was orderly, like the military in a way. At first he had hated the military's constant protocols, but it had grown on him.
If nothing else, he had that much to look forward to. Being reunited with his real family.
He was an Elric, nothing would change that.
TBC
AN: Short compared to the last chapter, but I'll probably be updating again fairly soon. Besides, I'm sure some of you people want me to be awake enough to write the next chapter of TLoaP. ;