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Lunatic Pandora1: Don't worry, you'll get at least some kind of answers to your questions. And Dumbledore is a wizard after all, and there's a lot of strange things going on in Hogwarts anyway. Thank you!
Dark sorceress of egypt: As I allready told Lunatic Pandora1, you will get answers. I haven't thought about them that much since they are only something I made up to make the storyline at least somewhat realistic.
ILOVEED: Here you go!
No name: Thank you, I'm flattered! And aa... Yes, there might be spoilers, depending on how many episodes you have seen. How many episodes have you seen?
On with the fic...
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There was silence in the small room of the castle of Hogwarts. The only sound that could be heard was the soft clicking from professor McGonagall's nails as she tapped them on the table in annoyance.
Dumbledore was sitting by his desk, watching the other people in the room with his pale blue eyes. A dark clad man with black hair and an annoyed look on his face suddenly folded his arms.
"How come this book got behind the gate anyway?" he spat, "How come that girl with the glasses got it in her cellar so that blonde brat could get it?"
"Actually, I'm not that sure, Severus," Dumbledore replied calmly. "I have no idea how the book got behind the gate."
Snape snorted and shook his head, obviously thinking that the headmaster had been careless. Even if the boy was an Alchemist, it was still dangerous for someone like him to know about Wizards.
"Now please could ye explain something to me," asked a huge man standing in the back of the room, "What is this gate anyway and how in the world did ye guys know some kid from behind this gate has found the book?"
Dumbledore smiled at the man.
"Some questions should stay unanswered, Rubeus," he said softly, "But I know about the boy because professor Trelawney here has been kind enough to keep me updated about the book."
The old man smiled at the woman with huge glasses standing beside McGonagall. Professor McGonagall snorted and looked away, since she still though of Trelawney as one big bluff.
"That's not what we came to discuss," Snape said impatiently, "That brat knows about Hogwarts and Nicholas Flamel. He will try to get here, you said that yourself, Albus."
"I am aware of that," Dumbledore replied, "But the only thing we can do is to wait and see. If he gets here, we can erase his memory and send him back to his world."
"He will get here," professor Trelawney said, "I can feel it! He will do anything to get here!"
"But isn't Flamel dead?" Hagrid asked, looking slightly confused, "And that stone was destroyed long ago. And as far as I understand this, the kid is lookin' for the Philosopher's Stone?"
"That's right, Rubeus," McGonagall said, "And that's the problem. We fear that he, as an Alchemist will try to recreate the stone-"
"Which means trouble for Potter," Snape ended her sentence.
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"See? RIGHT there."
Alphonse Elric looked at the page his brother was pointing at.
"...It really says someone named Nicholas Flamel created the stone," he said softly.
"That means it is possible for us too," Ed said, his voice filled with excitement, "Now if I just can find this Flamel guy, I'll be able to restore you!"
Al looked down at Edward, noticing his exhausted condition. Al sighed and lifted the book.
"Brother," he began, "But this book talks about wizards, witches and some kind of school. And not only that, they speak about the ministery of magic, muggles and..."
"It's still a clue!" Ed said franctically. He was cetting desperate, almost hysterical, "I've found a clue! Now I just need to... I ..."
Al grabbed Ed by his shoulders and forced him to sit down on the couch.
"Now calm, Edward, you'll faint if you go on with that." He said in a serious voice.
"But I need to..."
"No buts! I'll help you."
Al then sighed again and looked at the book.
"Now... If this book is a real book and not a joke, they seem to be talking about a place we don't know of... Like another dimension." He said. Ed stared at the armor for a second.
"...Could..." he whispered, "Another dimension? Could it be... the Gate?"
"Don't get to conclusions too quickly, niisan," Al said carefully, "The Gate is something else I believe... and to get there you need to... well, die."
"No, there might be another way!" Ed said, getting up. He started walking around the room, body trembling slightly and eyes wide, "Maybe... maybe if I..."
Al only shook his head.
"It's no use, this world doesn't exist," he said, but Ed wasn't convinced at all.
"I could use the information in this book, transmute myself and..."
"Ed, NO" Al exclaimed angrily, "That is dangerous and you know it. And colonel Mustang would never allow it!"
"No one has said that Mustang needs to know," Ed said with a smirk. If Al had had a body, he would have looked hopeless.
"I just want to restore you, that's all," Ed said softly, "I know I can make this. Is not half as dangerous as human transmutation, and if I get the right information I'll be able to..."
"I still don't like it niisan," Al sighed, "Something could go wrong."
Ed grinned and walked over to his brother, poking the armor in a friendly way.
"Don't worry Al," he snickered, "I'm a genius, I know I can make it. And I promise I'll get your body back."
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Edward yawned and forced himself to keep awake. He stretched lazily before returning to the book that lay opened infront of him. He had been studying all night, and he still didn't understand much of the text. But the small part about Nicholas Flamel kept him going as he read page after page.
"Harry potter," Ed muttered sleepily, "I've seen that name in many places in this book..."
He flipped to the next page and studied the picture on it. His eyes widened a little as he saw it was a transmutation circle. One of the most complicated ones he had ever seen.
"Looks like a circle for human transmutation... but there's something different about it..."
Ed studied the circle. Yep, it was almost the same kind as the one he and Al had used in their attempt to revive their mother, apart from a few changes here and there. Ed smirked as he realized this must be the circle to get to this "Hogwarts" place...
"Al! Hey Al," he called to his brother who had been sleeping in the bed beside him.
"Mmmyeah?" Al replied from his bed, turning over.
"I've got another clue! I think I know how to do this now..." Ed whispered. "Tomorrow, tomorrow I'll do it."
"Are you sure?" Al asked in a worried tone, "I mean..."
"I allready told you to trust me," Ed laughed. "I'm sure this will work!"
Al watched his exhausted brother for a while.
"Ok then, niisan," he then said, giving up. "Now at least get some sleep."
Ed nodded and smiled, before closing the book and crawling into his own bed.
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The military's basement was the perfect place to do it. Edward had sneaked the key from poor Havoc, who was mourning the fact that Roy once again stole his girlfriend. He had been studying, thinking and painting the transmutation circle all day while Al spent his time trying to make Ed change is mind.
But the blonde had allready decided. Driven by the thought of getting Al's body back, he finished the circle. Leaning back, he studied his work with a satisfied smile. Al also looked at the circle, his nervousness obvious.
"Colonel Mustang has been looking for you all day," Al said, "Maybe you should at least wait til tomorrow..."
Ed turned his gaze to look at the armor.
"It's now or never Al," He said, eyes shining. "This will work. I know it will."
Al nodded slowly. Ed then turned to the circle again.
"Now..."
Al watched anxiously as Ed clapped his hands together before placing them on the circle. The familiar golden light consumed the room, glinting off Al's armor. Ed's eyes burned like fire as he watched the transmutation. Soon, soon he would be dragged to the place he was looking for. Soon.
Suddenly, a strange feeling started tugging at his senses, and he frowned slightly. The light suddenly changed, turning the room a shade of red, black and blue. A searing pain shot through his chest and Ed gasped.
"Niisan! NIISAN! Something is wrong!"
Al's voice sounded terrified. Edward knew he still had his memories from that terrible day...
"Nothing is wrong!" Ed replied, pressing his hands harder against the floor, "This is going just perfect..."
The pain grew harder and the light was starting to look dangerous. Ed was only partly aware of Al's horrified screams in the background, and didn't even notice the blood that had started dripping from his mouth.
"Niisan! NIISAAN!"
Ed's eyes widened as he realized his body had started to disappear. He tried to breathe, but found it impossible. Blood splurted from his mouth before he felt himself being pulled away from the world.
"...shit..."
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That's it for now. Review please!