Kyaa! I'd like to thank you all for reviewing! It makes me so happy and gets me motivated! TT.TT I might make a doujinshi of this now! :hurries off before she cries on Ed:
Full Metal Alchemist aka Hagane no Renkinjutsushi aka Hagaren aka FMA Arakawa Hiromu and Square Enix, and Harry Potter and the (Insert stuff here) Joanne Kathleen Rowling (sp?) TT.TT
Harry found Ed peculiar at times; his knowledge of magic and science fascinated him- he was actually smarter than Hermione! He was easygoing (and just a tad sensitive XD) and he didn't hesitate to make a fool out of Snape and the Slytherins. He was the perfect friend. At least, to Harry. Hermione and Ron didn't like Ed at all.
Ed found the school peculiar at times; the paintings moved, steps vanished, and ghosts floated past the hallways as suits of armor pointed to give him directions to classes.
I changed my mind, he thought, Al really does belong here...
He liked most of the classes, although he was quite uncomfortable with Transfiguration. How could living organisms like rats and frogs be turned into abiotic factors such as goblets and pin cushions? But he managed to change his raven into a spectacular vase, decorated with transmutation cirles and the famous cross and snake. All the other students gathered around the spectacle in awe, while Hermione stared at her own vase.
Hmmph. He's not special at all.
Charms class was a breeze. He was amazed at his own powers, watching as he summoned several objects from the room. The rest of the students gaped at the flying encyclopedias.
"Wow," Harry said. "You only did it in one try..."
Ed enjoyed Potions, because it was mostly based on science, but the professor needed to lighten up. Who was he anyways, Count Dracula? He always found a way to pick on Harry. There was that one time...
"Potter," Professor Severus Snape sneered, "If you're going to get into my N.E.W.T.s class, which I highly doubt, you must do better than this. Look around you. Everyone else's potions are a pale green, while yours is very much an emerald green. Do you need to get your eyes examined? Perhaps you are colorblind? Even the newcomer has it right."
Harry simply glared at him. Of course, he was used to the torture. His father had made a laughingstock out of Snape in his teenage years. Harry, as the next generation, had to bear it.
Ed didn't like the way Snape said 'newcomer.' No wonder he was the Head of the Slytherin House. He thought for a while, looked around, then dipped his flask into his cauldron filled with Sleep Drought. He slipped it into a pocket in his robes, and grinned mischievously.
"You have it?" Ed grinned at Harry, who was incredulous. They were walking to the Great Hall for dinner.
"Yep. Once we slip this into his drink, he'll be off to dreamland."
"WHAT?" Hermione exclaimed. She took the flask and examined its contents. "I'll have to confiscate this. Trying to do this to a professor! You'll get detention for sure!"
"Hermione, lighten up!" Ron took the flask and handed it to Ed.
"Make sure that git is snoozing in his pie." Ron winked.
"Heh. I will."
"Hey, where's Hermione?" Ed asked.
Ron looked around, then shrugged.
"She's probably in the bathroom or sommat."
"I don't think so..." Harry murmured, but Ed didn't hear.
"So where does he usually sit?" Ed grinned.
This will be fun.
Heh, what'll happen? I don't even know!
Full Metal Alchemist aka Hagane no Renkinjutsushi aka Hagaren aka FMA Arakawa Hiromu and Square Enix, and Harry Potter and the (Insert stuff here) Joanne Kathleen Rowling (sp?) TT.TT
Harry found Ed peculiar at times; his knowledge of magic and science fascinated him- he was actually smarter than Hermione! He was easygoing (and just a tad sensitive XD) and he didn't hesitate to make a fool out of Snape and the Slytherins. He was the perfect friend. At least, to Harry. Hermione and Ron didn't like Ed at all.
Ed found the school peculiar at times; the paintings moved, steps vanished, and ghosts floated past the hallways as suits of armor pointed to give him directions to classes.
I changed my mind, he thought, Al really does belong here...
He liked most of the classes, although he was quite uncomfortable with Transfiguration. How could living organisms like rats and frogs be turned into abiotic factors such as goblets and pin cushions? But he managed to change his raven into a spectacular vase, decorated with transmutation cirles and the famous cross and snake. All the other students gathered around the spectacle in awe, while Hermione stared at her own vase.
Hmmph. He's not special at all.
Charms class was a breeze. He was amazed at his own powers, watching as he summoned several objects from the room. The rest of the students gaped at the flying encyclopedias.
"Wow," Harry said. "You only did it in one try..."
Ed enjoyed Potions, because it was mostly based on science, but the professor needed to lighten up. Who was he anyways, Count Dracula? He always found a way to pick on Harry. There was that one time...
"Potter," Professor Severus Snape sneered, "If you're going to get into my N.E.W.T.s class, which I highly doubt, you must do better than this. Look around you. Everyone else's potions are a pale green, while yours is very much an emerald green. Do you need to get your eyes examined? Perhaps you are colorblind? Even the newcomer has it right."
Harry simply glared at him. Of course, he was used to the torture. His father had made a laughingstock out of Snape in his teenage years. Harry, as the next generation, had to bear it.
Ed didn't like the way Snape said 'newcomer.' No wonder he was the Head of the Slytherin House. He thought for a while, looked around, then dipped his flask into his cauldron filled with Sleep Drought. He slipped it into a pocket in his robes, and grinned mischievously.
"You have it?" Ed grinned at Harry, who was incredulous. They were walking to the Great Hall for dinner.
"Yep. Once we slip this into his drink, he'll be off to dreamland."
"WHAT?" Hermione exclaimed. She took the flask and examined its contents. "I'll have to confiscate this. Trying to do this to a professor! You'll get detention for sure!"
"Hermione, lighten up!" Ron took the flask and handed it to Ed.
"Make sure that git is snoozing in his pie." Ron winked.
"Heh. I will."
"Hey, where's Hermione?" Ed asked.
Ron looked around, then shrugged.
"She's probably in the bathroom or sommat."
"I don't think so..." Harry murmured, but Ed didn't hear.
"So where does he usually sit?" Ed grinned.
This will be fun.
Heh, what'll happen? I don't even know!