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Seito: My 100th review!!! YAY!!!!!!!! Well first quarter is coming to end and I have a week of vacation before it's back to school. Hopefully I can get a few chapters and stories done during the time. Let's answer reviews...

To Tepaol

First off, thanks for being my 100th reviewer, now to answer your review. Actually I have a beta reader (La/-/er: I'm insulted here) but yeah there are probably a few things that we both missed. (Probably in the Author Notes as I type it after my beta reads it) Also I do have fun writing this and to be completely honest, it's a lot easier to write this fic then any other AU I've written (or attempted to). Alchemy... well until I can introduce it to the story, there's probably not going to be a whole lot of it yet. As for the height part, well it's not so far-fetched. I know kids 2-3 years younger then me and they are towering over me. I think the height gene skipped my generation. It's a bit depressing.

To Manaka

Translate into Thai Language? –stares in complete shock- Wow... Sure I guess you can. Just give me the credit that I wrote the story. Umm but your review kinda got messed up so I didn't know what the ending of your email address was.

To bOw-doWn-tO-KeiKO

Winry won't be coming into the picture any time soon (mainly because I forgot about her) but you'll see Al soon. That's all I'll say.

To The La/-/er

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

To Agate

I haven't been able to come up with a real good reason for why Ed is 15 and in first year but I'll give the same answer as everyone else who asked. As far as the age difference we were struggling whether to make this pre-manga or during. We were just went with during the manga. But at the moment we don't have a reason yet... hehe. Unless you want to consider that he's a late bloomer in magic? Or that all his jumping around the world made it hard for Hogwarts to get a letter to him.

To Lunatic Pandora1

-Pulls out hair- everyone likes picking on authoress's mistakes don't they? Why can't people just accept what is written? –Ahem- sorry had to get that off my chest. The only logical answer I can come up for your question is that Ed didn't exactly have thing to think things clearly. It's one of those split seconds decisions that you don't really have time to think things through. Beside a bathroom isn't not the easiest place to create a hand; very confined spaces. As far as the spelling of Chrno Crusade, I've seen two version. The one with the second one might be the fault of the English translation (stupid dubbers...) and the way its spelled in Japanese doesn't really help (kurono in katakana) yeah I just went with my book said. It was spelled with two o's so I wrote it that way. Chrno is probably the right way though... (It looks kinda funny that way)

To the rest of the reviewers

THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR REVIEWING!!!!!!!!!!!

Seito: Now let's get on with the story.

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Yoake Mae

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Chapter V

100th Special!

A Doomed Fate? Quidditch Season Begins

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Hitori de wa, tooi ashita wo

Yoake no mama de, koesou de

When I'm alone, tomorrow feels far away.

And I must go over still into the darkness of dawn.

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November quickly came and several things happened. First, to Ed's relief, he and Roy didn't have that 'talk' for a long time. The rest of the professors were still trying to figure out how Roy knocked out two trolls, burned half the bathroom, create a lot of rubble, and come out unscratched from the fight. Of course that didn't mean Ed got out of that meeting... but we'll go into that later. Second, it took her awhile, but Hermione took Ed's advice and slowly began to change her attitude. She also began to hang out with Ron and Harry. Third was that Quidditch season started, leaving Harry swamped with practice and homework. Fourth was that as winter came, the air grew colder. The last thing was Harry, Ron, and Hermione 'almost' forgetting about Ed's automail arm and his unusual abilities.

Anyways, at the moment, everyone was at the Quidditch field watching the match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Well, everyone but Ed and Roy, who were currently in the library, discussing certain matters.

"I can't believe you went after that troll! I knew you were reckless, but that was crazy!" Roy paced back and forth. He was angry, not because Ed disobeyed him, but at the thought of what could have happened to Ed. The boy could have killed himself and Roy would have never forgiven himself if that happened.

Ed was silent, just watching Roy pace back and forth. He interpreted Roy's anger as him disobeying the Professors and him. Ed didn't notice that Roy was genuinely worried. Roy continued to rant on, blaming himself for reasons he didn't know while thinking the worst possibilities that could have happened.

Finally Roy ended with a sigh and said, "Try not to be so reckless, Fullmetal."

Ed only nodded in understanding. Then another thought dawned on Roy. "Those kids, Potter and his friends, how much did you tell them?"

"Nothing," said Ed. He shrugged, "I think they forgot about it. I didn't really want to explain about my automail limbs and alchemy."

Roy nodded. "Yes. That's why I said not to use alchemy. The wizarding world has no idea about alchemy. Often, it is mistaken as magic or a form of it. Plus, I don't think the muggle born kids would be comfortable if they knew you were a part of the army."

Ed nodded in understanding. Just then he spotted something very strange. Something was jerking around, tossing like a wild buffalo at a rodeo in the sky. What was that? "Is that Harry?" Ed asked.

Indeed it was. Harry's broom was jerking around, trying to throw Harry off.

"He's going to fall from that height," said Roy. He grabbed one of the telescopes that laid near by. He peered through it, looking at who would cause such a thing. It had to be someone, one of the teachers who were jinxing the broom with dark magic. "Either Snape or Quirrell is the one responsible. They're both chanting something," he said.

"Unless we want this to turn into a murder scene," said Ed, his golden eyes growing hard, "We better get down there and stop them." They raced out of the library and down to the field.

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"Does Snape or Quirrell have a grudge against Potter?" asked Roy as they ran. They made a sharp turn around the corner, skidding a bit.

"No," said Ed. "Well, Snape does seem to hate Harry. He's always picking on him during class." He leaped down a few steps, skipping across the stones as he landed. They were almost at the Quidditch field.

"But why would Snape do such a thing?" asked Roy. "It's not everyday a teacher tries to kill one of their students. No matter how much the teacher hates the student." The Quidditch field was just around the corner at the end of the hallway.

"Dunno," said Ed. There, the Quidditch field. Harry's broom was still jerking around, out of control. The game was at a halt as everyone could only stare in wonder and amazement. "How do we stop Snape?" asked Ed.

"We have to break his eye contact," said Roy. Ed blinked and stared. Roy noticed the look. "What?" he asked. "I read it somewhere." Then under his breath he mumbled, "There's nothing else to do in a library."

"I guess it's would be a little too obvious if I go and transfigure something," said Ed.

"Yes, it would be," said Roy. "But fire is a little less obvious." He pulled his spark glove over his hand. There was a smirk on his face. Ed, catching onto what Roy was implying, began to smirk as well.

Roy took off towards the teacher's box. "Stay here and be ready to catch him if he falls," instructed Roy.

Ed blinked. "So does that mean?"

"Yes. If Harry falls," said Roy. Ed turned his attention to the sky. Harry's broom was still out of control, tossing and turning like crazy. 'Get there soon, Roy,' thought Ed. ' I really don't want someone else I know die.'

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Roy raced up the stairs to the teachers' box. 'Why does there have to be so many stairs?!' Soon he reached the top. 'Which one is Snape's coat?' Roy soon found it. He snapped his fingers lightly so that there was a small spark. Slowly that spark grew into a flame. Roy quickly left as confusion ran through the teachers' box.

"Severus! Your cloak!" yelled one of the teachers. Snape started to put out fire, knocking down several of the other professors in his frantic state; Quirrell was one of them.

Meanwhile, Harry was speeding towards the ground when the crowd saw him clap his hand to his mouth as though he was about to be sick—he hit the field on all fours— coughed— and something gold fell into his hand. "I've got the Snitch!" he shouted, waving it above his head, and the game ended in complete confusion.

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Winter was slowly coming. The air had an icy touch and many students dished out the warmer, thicker clothes. Snow began to fall as everyone could barely wait for Christmas break, which was still a good three weeks away. (Ed was sure his automail limbs were going to freeze on him in such cold weather.)

Harry, Ron, and Hermione started searching the library. They were trying to research someone called Nicolas Flamel. Hagrid had mentioned him to them and they believed Flamel had something to do with whatever was on the third floor. They were constantly searching the library, but it was hard to do so with Madam Pince breathing down their necks and Roy's watchful eyes. ("I swear he's got eyes everywhere! We think he's sleeping, he's actually watching us; we think he's reading, he's actually watching us. How does he do it?!" –Ron)

So one morning, in early December, the three of them were in the library once more, searching for Flamel. With Ron and Hermione standing just down the aisle, reading, Harry slowly wandered into the restricted section.

Leisurely, Harry moved towards the shelves. No sign of Madam Pince or Roy yet. Harry was just about to pull one of the books free from the shelf when someone's voice scared him

"Harry? What are you doing here?"

Harry turned around. There was Ed dressed in a red coat and black clothes instead of his Hogwarts robes. Tucked under his arms was a dusty red covered book. His white gloves were turning a brown color from the dust that covered the books. Harry looked at Ed's right hand, briefly wondering about Ed's metal hand.

"Harry?"

Ed's voice snapped Harry out of his thoughts. "I'm looking for something," said Harry. He couldn't think of a better excuse.

"Then you're in the wrong section."

From behind Ed, Roy appeared. Harry blinked, surprised at the sudden appearance of the assistant librarian. Harry was starting to believe Roy had eyes everywhere.

Footsteps were heard. Roy looked down the aisle he just came from. Ed quickly grabbed Harry and pulled him out of the restricted section and around the corner.

"Roy? I heard voices," came Madam Pince's sharp voice.

"No one here," Roy lied. He gave a small smile to reassure the head librarian.

From around the corner, Harry blinked rapidly. Did Roy just lie for him and Ed? Why would a teacher do that? Slowly the footsteps faded away and Roy appeared around the corner again.

"She's gone," he said. He ran his hand through his black curls of hair, mumbling incoherently under his breath. Then he turned to Ed and asked, "Did you find what you were looking for?" Roy walked back to the restricted section. Ed followed. Harry took a hesitant step, but followed too. Ron and Hermione quickly followed as well. Maybe they could grab a few books....

Ed handed the book he was holding. "No. It's not in here." Roy put the book back on the shelf.

"Have you tried the Dark Arts section?"

"Yes. It's not there either," scowled Ed.

"Spells and Potions Section?"

"Nope."

"Great Achievements?"

"Not there either."

Harry, Ron and Hermione stared in silently as Roy listed off the titles of books and the sections they would be in as Ed continued to say no to every single one.

"Did Ed read all of those books?" asked Ron in amazement.

"That can't be," said Hermione. "Over half of the ones Mr. Mustang are listing are in the restricted section. There's no way Ed could have gotten them without a teacher's note."

"Maybe he doesn't need one," said Harry. "Ed knows Mr. Mustang and it seems they know each other quite well. Maybe Mr. Mustang is letting Ed read in the restricted section and not telling Madam Pince."

Hermione stared in shock. "That's against the rules and abuse of privilege! Not to mention it's unfair to the rest of us students!"

"They're good friends," said Ron. "Friends do things for each other, even if it means breaking a few a rules. As long as Madam Pince doesn't find out, both of them are okay."

Hermione looked mad. "That's not right. We should tell her!"

"Still like sticking to the rules, Hermione?"

Hermione turned around to see Ed standing behind her. "The difference between you and me is that 'Mr. Mustang' trusts me. I'm only looking for one thing."

Hermione was about to protest even further when Harry cut her off. "Ed when you were reading, did you ever come across someone named Flamel?"

Ed blinked and thought about. "Flamel," he mumbled, racking his brain to see if he remembered. "Sorry. Don't think so," said Ed. "Why?"

Harry shook his head. "Never mind. It isn't that important."

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A few days later Professor McGonagall came around with a list asking who would be staying at Hogwarts for the holidays. Ron and his brothers were staying as his parents were off to visit one of Ron's older brother who had graduated already. Harry signed up immediately. There was no way he was going to go back to the Dursleys for Christmas. He didn't want to see them any sooner then he had to. However, Hermione was going home for the winter break. Now Ed was stuck with a decision. To stay or not to stay, that is the question.

So both him and Roy were sitting in the library wondering if they should stay or go home.

"Well, if we stay, you can use the library to its full use because Pince isn't going to be here," said Roy. He casually tossed a small ball up.

"But I also want to see Al," said Ed. He leaned back in his chair. On the floor Shinka was playing with the ends of his black robes. In front of him, another dusty, old book was opened.

"Other than those back at headquarters, there's nothing for me to do back there but paperwork and no one to celebrate Christmas with either," said Roy. The ball slipped out of his fingers. Before he could pick it up, Shinka attacked it and claimed it as hers. Roy twitched and then glared at the cat.

Ed sat straight, just remembering something. "By the way, are those rumors true? The one about the stone being right here, in Hogwarts," he whispered.

Roy shrugged. "Good question. I haven't heard a single thing from anyone. Then again, the library isn't the best place to get information from anything other than the books. I've skimmed just as much books as you and still I haven't found anything. The professors here aren't the most gossipy type for those kind of things anyways."

Ed slumped back down in his chair. "Figures. If anything, only a few professors know if it's here or not. Dumbledore isn't going to tell his entire staff if they have nothing to do with it. It's probably his most trusted professor like McGonagall or Flitwick."

"That still leaves us with the question of whether or not we stay," said Roy. He managed to reclaim the ball from Shinka until Shinka decided to bite his leg. With a small 'yelp' he dropped the ball again. Shinka quickly snatched it. As his superior and cat fought, Ed paid no attention to them, much less noticing what was going on. ("My ball!" –Roy "Meow!!!! Hiss!!!" –Shinka)

This was going to take a lot more thinking. Ed wanted to go home but he wanted to stay here and find out more about the philosopher's stone so he could restore Al and himself.

To stay or to leave...?

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...... If someone did that to me...

I'd find him, no matter what.

And then I'd tell him to shut it and pop him in the head

-Kouryuu, Saiyuki Vol 3, 'Calling'

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Seito: Alright seeya next chapter! Hope ya enjoyed this one.

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