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Seito: 78 reviews... Still can't believe it

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Xsasukerebornx

... ...I still don't get it...

starlitsunbeams

Died? Of course not! The main pairing is Roy/Ed and you're going to see that more because Malfoy doesn't appear in all the chapters.

Crazy DOOM kitten

Wow... three reviews... thank you!

Chickee11

Glomp!!! I'm so dedicating this chapter to you! My first fanart!! I can't believe it! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! Yes umm... your question... Dumbledore knows that Ed is searching for the stone but as the saying goes you don't learn anything if everything is handed to you on a silver platter. So Ed doesn't know that the stone is at Hogwarts for at the moment it's just a rumor to him.

Saya the Demoness

That's a very good point. After all the only time you can really consider the language barriar as a problem is when the anime does take place in Japan. Ex: Digimon (Tokyo Tower). Of course some of us forget that and think that Japanese is the main language used in all anime, (myself included).

To the rest of the reviewers

THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Yoake Mae

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Chapter IV

Denying Destiny; Troll Trouble

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Yaru dake son suru yona, mainichi wa

Sha ni kamaeteta hou koso, raku ni naru

More effort, more damage--this is my daily life.

Taking a cynical attitude may give me some comfort...

Atsukute, tsurai jibun wo kakushite, mijikai toki wo ikiteru

Hiding myself, heated and irritated; living only a short time.

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Ed later found out that Harry ended up as the Seeker for the Gryffindor team. Professor Dumbledore bent the rules a bit and allowed Harry to play. So the next day, Harry received his broomstick, a Nimbus Two Thousand. ("You're joking right?" –Ed "Does it look like I am?" –Harry "You've got to be the youngest Seeker in a century!" –Ron) Malfoy was in shock and could only stare in disbelief and horror much to Ed and Ron's delight. (Harry was still wishing that Malfoy would change his attitude...)

Then Halloween came...

It was a bright and early Halloween morning. The sun hung low in the sky, having just risen a few hours before. The sky seemed to be colorless, just barely a light blue. A few clouds rolled by. The sunlight was just pouring into the room when Ron felt something poking him.

"Mmmm... go away... five more minutes... mmm..." mumbled Ron. He batted the thing away. The poking didn't stop. Finally Ron gave up and turned over. Groggily, he opened his eyes, screamed and then fainted. All the other boys in the room woke up with a jump.

"Ron?" asked Harry. The redhead didn't answer, having fallen unconscious and out of his bed. Standing by Ron's bed was a small creature. Its face was twisted and deformed. There were small trickles of blood dripping down its face. It had a black body that seemed to float in the air.

"What is that thing?" asked Dean. Harry pulled out his wand just in case. He didn't know if that thing would attack him or the other boys and it was good to have his wand handy in case Harry needed a spell and fast. Then something attacked him, well... leaped at him, at least.

"AHHHHH!!"

"Harry!" said Dean.

Harry managed to pull off the thing that atta—err... jumped at him. Then he blinked, recognizing the small thing. A small reddish, brown colored fluffball. It was Ed's cat, Shinka. "Shinka?" asked Harry, wondering what the small kitten was doing, jumping at him.

Then the creature started to laugh, drawing the attention of the boys again. The creature pulled off its face to reveal the laughing face of Ed.

"You should have seen your faces," laughed Ed.

Harry just stared in shock. "What-why—"he stammered, near speechless. Ed smiled.

"Happy Halloween," he said. After all, part of the fun on Halloween was scaring people. It's too bad that Harry and rest of the boys had to be Ed's unlucky victims. On the ground, Ron slowly began to recover from his shock. That was until he saw Ed's head floating in midair, where the creature's head used to be. Ron fainted again.

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Charms Class

"Sorry about that Ron," apologized Ed. He had to make sure Ron wasn't angry about the stunt Ed pulled this morning. Although it was funny to hear Ron shriek like a girl. Ed would remember that for a long time.

"It's okay," said Ron. He didn't blame Ed, just wished that next year Ed would choose someone else to scare.

"Now, don't forget that nice wrist movement we've been practicing!" squeaked Professor Flitwick, perched on top of his pile of books as usual. "Swish and flick, remember, swish and flick. And saying the magic words properly is very important, too— never forget Wizard Baruffio, who said 's' instead of 'f' and found himself on the floor with a buffalo on his chest."

Ed glared at the feather that refused to move. They were trying to levitate the feather. He was paired up with Harry while Ron (who was sitting right next to them) was stuck with Hermione as his partner. Ed felt very sorry for Ron. He didn't want to put up with Ms. Bossy anymore then he needed to.

Ed poked the feather with his wand, seeing if prodding the feather would get it float in the air. Suddenly it went 'BOOM!!!!' It burst into flames. Both Harry and Ed went into a panic and started to put the fire out with their hats. It left a black ring of ashes on their desk and Ed was covered in soot from the neck up. He let out a weak cough. "Remind me not to do that again," he told Harry. Harry nodded in agreement and went to grab another feather.

"You're saying it wrong," snapped Hermione. "It's Win—gar—dium Levi—o—sa, make the 'gar' nice and long."

Ron glared at her and snarled, "You do it, then, if you're so clever." Hermione rolled up the sleeves of her gown, flicked her wand, and said, "Wingardium Leviosa!"

Their feather slowly rose into the air, hovering a good four feet off their desk. "Oh, well done!" cried Professor Flitwick, clapping. "Everyone see here, Miss Granger's done it!" Ron was in a very bad mood after that.

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"It's no wonder no one can stand her," Ron mumbled darkly as he, Harry and Ed walked through the crowded corridors.

"Ignore her," said Ed. "She's just being a bossy know-it-all who's getting on everyone's nerves."

Suddenly someone pushed past them. It was Hermione. "I think she heard you guys," said Harry. The three of them were stunned to see her in tears.

"So?" said Ron, but he looked a bit uncomfortable. "She must've noticed that she's got no friends." Ed nodded in agreement, but couldn't help but feel a bit guilty.

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Dinner came faster then Ed could imagine and he was happy about it too. The Great Hall was decorated in the Halloween spirit. There were Jack-o-lanterns everywhere- on the tables, on the corner of the hallways and on the stairways. Thousands of bats swooped down from the ceiling; they seemed like black clouds.

Ed was about to 'dig in' when the door of the Great Hall suddenly burst open. In stumbled Professor Quirrell in a frantic state. His face was pale, his robes a mess. "Troll—in the dungeons—thought you ought to know." Then he fainted.

Panic broke out through the Great Hall. Whispers about the troll and what they were going to do, raced like wildfire throughout the students. Dumbledore's purple firecrackers from his wand managed to silent everyone. "Prefects," he rumbled, "lead you Houses back to the dormitories immediately!" Everyone began to move.

Ed got in line with the other Gryffindors. Just as they were leaving, he spotted Ron and Harry sneaking away. He quickly caught up with them. "Where are you going," he hissed.

"Hermione doesn't know about the troll," said Harry.

You have no idea how much it tempted Ed to just say, 'leave her there', but he knew that it wouldn't be right. No matter how much he hated her. "Fine. But I'm coming with you," he whispered. He really doubted that Harry and Ron could take on a troll alone. Then again he wasn't sure if he could take on a troll alone.

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Roy scanned the crowds to see if Ed was with his house. He didn't see the young alchemist anywhere. 'He didn't go after the troll, did he? That baka. What part of 'return to your dormitories' didn't he understand? I don't care whether or not if he can take on a troll, why isn't he with his house?!'

Roy left the other teachers to go in search of a certain blond boy who had a tendency of getting into trouble. Before he did that, he slipped on a single white glove with a certain circle design. He had a feeling he was going to need it.

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Ed let out a curse. A rather loud one, mind you, but it didn't really matter now, did it? The problem? There were two trolls, not one. The other problem? They were stuck in a confined space, in the girls' bathroom. 'This is bad, real bad,' thought Ed. 'I wonder if this counts as 'direct circumstances'?'

He jumped out of the way of the swing of the troll's club. 'Too late to think about it, if I don't want to get killed I better do something about it now.'

"What are we going to do," asked Harry. There was a small trickle of blood flowing down from his forehead. He had gotten a cut from a piece of rock that flew when one of the trolls smashed his club into the wall. Those trolls weren't very smart creatures were they?

"This is all my fault," mumbled Hermione. She shivered behind the three boys, soaking wet from the water that burst from one of the broken pipes, caused again by one of the trolls waving his club.

"Damnit," cursed Ed. "I'm going to get in trouble for this, but I consider this direct circumstances. Plus, I don't have much of a choice." Harry, Ron, and Hermione just stared at him, confused at what he meant. Ed didn't say anything. Instead he clapped his hands together, the air around him sparking a blue color. He touched his right arm, transforming it into a sharp blade. The white glove he normally wore on his right hand tore into many pieces.

"W-what," stammered Harry, not understanding. How did Ed do that? All he did was touch his right arm and it turned into a blade. There was no incantation, so it wasn't a spell. Was it a higher type of magic? If so, then how did Ed learn it? They were first years, there was no way this type of magic was in their range.

His only answer from Ed was, "It's the reason why I'm called 'Fullmetal'." Then Ed leaped at one of the trolls, his blade cutting into its skin. He dodged the other troll's club only to see the first one heading towards Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Ed clapped his hands again and slammed them onto the ground. A wall suddenly appeared between them and the troll's club. It didn't matter much. The troll smashed through it. Ed cursed again.

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

Ron's quick thinking just saved all of them. The troll's club floated in midair before landing on the troll's head with a 'BONK!'. That took care of one troll. That left one more. Ed tensed, ready to attack when a burst of flame came out of nowhere. It hit the troll head on, knocking it into the wall. Dust flew as the impact was heard, shaking the entire bathroom.

Ed shielded his eyes from the dust. When it cleared, it showed the first person and the last person that Ed wanted to see. There in all his glory, much like a knight showing up to rescue the damsel in distress or princess, was Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchemist, with his spark glove ready and aimed at the unmoving trolls bodies as a precaution. (Seito: -smile-)

"Roy," said Ed. He didn't realize that he had just called his superior by his first name, something he had never done before. Then again, Roy didn't notice either. If he did, the Flame Alchemist didn't say anything or show that he did.

"You always were getting yourself into trouble, Fullmetal," Roy mumbled. "You and I are going to have a long talk after this." Ed gulped and nodded. Roy lowered his hand, sure that both trolls were out for the count.

"Get out of here," he ordered. "Unless you want to get in trouble with the other teachers." Ed nodded and helped Hermione up. They slipped past Roy and headed straight for the common room. Just as they went around the corner, the footsteps of the other teachers could be heard, heading straight for the bathroom. Roy slipped his spark glove back into his pocket. It would seem the teachers heard or felt the noise of the fight. Now what story should he make up to explain this scene to them?

"Roy! Did you do this?" demanded Professor McGonagall. The girl's bathroom laid in ruins, water dripping out of broken pipes and sinks. The walls were covered in soot and the bodies of the two trolls were in the center of the room. One troll had horrible burn marks; the other had a big bump on its head. There was debris everywhere.

"Ummm... Yes. Well, ummm, part of it. The other half was caused by the trolls," said Roy half truthfully. There was a bit of anxiety in his voice. 'Why am I taking the blame for Ed,' he wondered. He hoped the other teachers wouldn't be too angry at the damage. To tell the truth, he only did the burn marks. Anything else was a result from the trolls smashing. From what he could tell, Ed only created one thing, a wall, which the trolls smashed through pretty easily. So in reality, most of the damage was the trolls' fault, not his and not Ed's.

"How did you do that?" asked Professor Flitwick. "You cast a fire spell didn't you? Which spell? I have never seen such a powerful spell."

Roy sweatdropped and smiled nervously. 'How am I going to explain this?' "It was nothing" he started.

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Once inside the common room (which was near empty), Ed returned his hand back to normal. Harry could only stare in wonder and in shock at the automail hand. "Ed," he started. Ed cut him off.

"Not now, Harry," he said. Ed didn't want to explain about his automail hand and his alchemy skill now. He had other things to worry about. Ed was already dreading seeing Roy again. The colonel wasn't going to let him off the hook so easily nor was he going to put this matter to rest. He could just hear the teasing from Roy about how he was nearly beaten by a troll.

"Ummm... thank you," whispered Hermione. "For coming to rescue me."

"Psh," blew out Ed, "Look I have this rule I live by. It's called 'Exact Trade'. I saved your life, so in return stop acting like a bossy know-it-all. You'll make friends a lot easier. Well, it's not an exact trade, but it's close enough." He smiled.

Hermione blinked, stunned by the speech. She had a lot of thinking to do tonight. Ed had made some really good points. Then Ed went upstairs to his bed. He was tired. Shinka meowed a hello to him as he let out a yawn. Ed scratched her ear, put on a new glove for his right hand and then fell on to his bed, falling asleep instantly. Halloween had been a long and busy day

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May the lost lambs have peace...

May the wolves no longer bare their fangs...

And may this demon feel the crushing blow of DEATH!

-Rosette, Chrono Crusade, Vol. 1, Chapter 1

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Seito: I really liked this chapter. -Happy sigh-

Seika: Don't you have bio notes to finish?

Seito: -Ignoring her muse/OC- Let's see if we break 100 reviews this time. -Still can't believe how much reviews she has-

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