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Ed was amazed, Diagon Ally was amazing, which was why he was amazed, the colors,
the sounds, the animals, well the animals were kind of annoying but otherwise he loved
it! The shops, the one was full of books, thousands of books, and he had so much money
he could spend on this mission, it finally being one of importance, so that he could buy
all the books he wanted to! But first he had to get this thing called a wand, so he headed
to the only shop that mad them it was called Olivanders, and the man who ran it,
Mr.Olivander was very strange, he had a piercing stare and a shuffling gait, but he kept
on trusting pieces of wood into Ed's hand.
When some of the pieces entered his hand they destroyed objects or other things, one
sent something Mr. Olivander called a spell out into the ally hitting a man whose name
was supposedly "Fudge", Ed had trouble believing this as he always thought fudge was a
sweetment. He supposed that the man must be some sort washout, having wasted his life
doing silly things. After almost 9 hours, Ed finally found the right wand for him, 12
inches yew with rare refined magic metal laced with magic and "red water" core. After
giving Mr.Olivander the number of the Greengots account that Mustang had given him
he moved on to his next location.
Later that day after getting everything he needed except his books, Ed finally was able
to enter a store which sold books, his beloved books! When he entered the store he
immediately began picking up dozens of books to buy but when he went to the front counter,
they refused to sell them to him.
"WHAT!" screamed Ed who never had any one refuse to sell him anything, because he
was a state alchemist. "how dare you not sell them to me" screamed Ed seeming like a
spoiled 2 years old.
"Ministry of Magic Decree 2,056 all books that detail the use of advanced dark spell work
may not be sold to any one without a special ministry permit," said the clerk sounding
rather smug at being able to remember all that.
"You've got to be kidding me !" yelled Ed pounding his fist on the counter.
" 'fraid not kid," said the clerk "all we can sell you are these." He gestured to a stack of
books detailing spells such as cheering charms and different cleaning spells of the word.
"but, if you really want the dark arts books," he said looking rather solemn "you could
get a permit from the Minister of Magic if you paid him enough Galleons," he said
shaking his head "'tis a shame."
Ed paid for his purchases without further mishap, except for an practically annoying
owl who was now shell shocked beyond belief, it having crashed into Ed, and Ed having
responded in his normal way, to what he considered an attempt on his life, had probably
put the owl into mental therapy for the rest of its life. But the owl had served some
purpose, it had delivered a letter to Ed, reminding him to keep a low profile and that, that
he was an exchange student from Durmstrang, and that he just needed to be like his
regular surly self to fit the Durmstang profile, this, of course infuriated Ed, who threw a
tantrum in the middle of Diagon Ally, but what most angered Ed was the PS. That the
State isn't paying for anything, it's all coming out of Ed's savings, that was when he
yelled out, in Diagon ally,
"Damn you, Mustang" as he threw his arms up to god, or whatever, Ed had lost his
faith a long time ago.
A long time later, after Ed has calmed down, he headed back to the Leaky Cauldron. 'I
hate this place,' thought Ed 'but I'll show them, they don't make a fool out of me and call
me small, now I can get though that wall easily!' he thought as he forgot to hit the wall
combination to go back into the Leaky Cauldron and walked into the wall.
Finally asking a kind looking witch how to get back in, he entered the Leaky Cauldron
where, for all his attempts to get someone's attention so he could get a room, he was
ignored. Eventually after yelling at the top of his lungs, the barkeep/owner of the hotel
who went by the name of Tom, told him to shut his gob.
"WHAT!" yelled Ed in exasperation, " all I want is a room and a meal, so could someone
please pay attention to me!"
"Go get you mummy," said Tom not even bothering to stop his conversation with another
wizard, "and we don't allow people under 10 in here without their parents." Said Tom
pointing towards the door.
"I'm 15!" yelled Ed jumping up and down in fury "Now get me a room and a meal" said
Ed showing his State Alchemist watch.
"Kid," said Tom "I'm not gonna get you anything just because you have a fancy watch,
show some money first." He said crossing his arms over his chest and looking rather
smug.
"Fine," said Ed humoring him as he pulled out a bag full of galleons, "How much will a
room for a week and meals cost?" said Ed not bothering to hide a smirk.
"Fine," said Tom as he trotted off muttering something under his breath about having to
take orders from an under sized brat.
Nearly 3 hours later Ed was finally fed and laying down on his bed( Tom had made
him wait a little to long for his meal and room, and when he finally got his meal it was
cold.) he sighed in relief resting his aching muscles. 'Walking around the various ally all
day and having to carry stuff is very tiring' thought Ed as he drifted off to sleep.
"AGHHHHHH!" screamed Ed as he awoke to find an owl perched on his chest. it
started pecking him and kept pecking him until Ed gave it some food, it flew off leaving
a letter on his head. Reaching up, Ed happened to glace at his arm and noticed that the
letter was not all the owl had left. After washing up, he opened the letter which red
something like this.
Dear, Idiot!
What is this about waving you State Alchemist watch
around? Someone in that pub your staying at realized it for what it was, we had to have
him taken care of at great risk and cost, another mess up like this and YOU may be the
one getting taking care of.
Best Wishes,
Colonel Mustang.
'HOW DARE HE!' thought Ed angered at Mustang calling him an idiot, 'I'll show
him' thought Ed dreaming of boiling Mustang alive. 'Well' thought Ed 'at least I'll get
that dark arts permit from the Minister today.
As Ed stood outside the Ministry Of Magic, he couldn't help thinking that it wasn't all
that impressive. He went inside and found that it was slightly more amazing then the
outside, he was particularly annoyed when a guard asked him where his mummy or
daddy was so they could escort him, he was then annoyed when after throttling the guard,
he had to have his wand weighed.
The guard that was supposed to be doing the weighing didn't seem that interested in
actually weighing it, he seemed interested in reading an article about some boy called
Harry Potter who they said was mentally disturbed, from the artist rendering, he agreed.
After he finally had his wand weighed, he was allowed into the Ministry, he thought it
was amazing how little security they had, and actually none at all it seemed apart from
the two guards.
After being annoyed out of his mind by the Ministers secretary, who was named Percy,
he was allowed in to see the Minister.
"I would like to make a donation," said Ed, while the Minister looked at him like Ed
was a pest.
"And how much would you like to donate?" said the Minister who didn't look like he
believed him, " We have a minimum donation of 100 galleons." As he said it Ed could
that the Minister who was called Fudge didn't believe him.
"I would like to donate 1,000 galleons," said Ed plopping a bag onto the table, "but in
return I would like a permit to buy the dark arts books." Said Ed looking smug.
"I'm afraid I can't allow that." Said Fudge.
"WHAT!" yelled Ed, this guy was getting on his nerves "and whys that!" said Ed pulling
out his wand and waving it in Fudges face.
"Oh and what do you intend to do with that," said Fudge snapping his fingers, a dozen
Aurors poured into the room, their wands leveled on Ed.
So is it any good? Do you like my cliffhanger? Will you be my Beta reader? Do you want to join my C2 community? Please Review!
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1.) I do not like getting flamed please don't do it!
2.) This is an AU! thats why FMA and HP can meet!
3.)this is not a slash fic.
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