After the words 'let the feast begin' echoed through the room, the golden plates and goblets before them filled abruptly with food and drink. Ed's smile took up most of his face as he began to scarf down some turkey and mash potatoes. A bunch of people started to wonder where he put it all when Ed went to his fourth helping. Havoc did an anime sweat drop as he nudged Alphonse to look at Ed. Alphonse giggled as about ten or more people were staring at the chibi alchemist. After an hour or so the food before them vanished and was replaced by sweets and pies. Harry watched in amazement as Ed put a whole pie on his plate and began to eat it with no silver ware what so ever. After a while Hermione had enough and gave Ed a huge scolding and shoved a fork in his hand. Ed pouted but still enjoyed the rest of his dessert.

When dessert was over, and to Ed's dismay, the last lemon pie disappeared off the table, Dumbledore gave the word that it was time for bed. Instantly Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ed, with Shukumei in his arms, went up to the teacher's table.

"Congratulations!" exclaimed Hermione as Hagrid blew his nose on a napkin.

"I ought to be thanking you! Can't believe it! Great man…Dumbledore… came right down to my hut after Professor Kettleburn couldn't take it any more…it's what I always wanted!" he sobbed forcefully into his napkin. Professor McGonagall shooed the four teens away with the four perplexed adults. Roy yawned as the met up with the other Gryffindors.

"Damn it, so tired…" he moaned as he swung his arms behind his head nonchalantly.

"Got a long way to Gryffindor tower, so don't fall asleep!" exclaimed Hermione as Roy comically cried. And, yes, she was right. They took long hallways and multiple staircases to get to…

"A portrait?" asked Havoc as he twirled his newly lit cigarette from side to side.

"Password!" exclaimed a fairly large woman with a pink dress… who was in the portrait.

Havoc raised an eyebrow at the woman while Percy pushed his way to the front of the crowd.

"Out of the way, coming through!" he said frustrating tone. "Right, password. Fortuna Major!" The woman smiled as she let the portrait swing open to reveal a passageway. Edward and the others followed Harry, Ron, and Hermione up a long spiral staircase to a fairly large sitting room. A fire was blazing in the fireplace that made the room have a cozy feeling. Armchairs and sofas were placed either in front of the fireplace or against the walls. Two other staircases were in the very back of the room, which apparently led to the girl's dorm and the boy's dorm. Ed slouched down in the center of a near by sofa, while Harry and Ron made their way to the left staircase.

"G'night," yawned Ron while Harry nodded. Hermione shook her head at the teens and made her way to the right staircase.

"Good night, Edward!" she called sweetly, before she started climbing the staircase. Hughes, Havoc, and Roy decided to follow suit with Harry and go to bed, while Al sat down next to Ed. A few students lingered around but soon it became one o'clock in the morning and Al and Ed were left alone in the room.

"Brother you should go to bed," whispered Alphonse to Edward, who was starring at the fireplace across the room

"Al… we'll find it," Edward whispered back to Alphonse. There was a metallic clank, informing Edward that Alphonse lifted his head to look at him.

"Yeah… Then you'll be back to normal. No more auto-mail. You can't handle it," Alphonse stated while Edward snorted with amusement.

" I can't take it? Come on-" he was interrupted by a loud yawn. "…Al…"

"We'll… fix you… first…" Edward trailed off as he slumped lower into the cushion. A metallic chuckled escaped from Alphonse as he moved the sleeping Shukumei over on the seat next to Ed. Alphonse lifted Edward in his arms, bridal style, and took him up the stairs to his room. (AN: on the girl's side! Bwa-hahaha-hahaha! I like messing up sappy moments!)

Edward awoke to find Shukumei happily sprawled out on his face. She was purring loudly every time she swatted at the little antenna on his head. Ed tried to ignore the cat that got her instant gratification in all the wrong places, and closed his eyes trying to go back to sleep.

"Shukumei, no! Bad Shukumei! Not on Brother's head!" came a metallic voice from next to him. Edward thanked Prof. McGonagall, silently to himself, that she gave them a room to themselves… even though he really wasn't that excited about staying in the same room as a chain smoker, a picture obsessed geek, and a bastard colonel.

Ed closed his eyes tighter as Alphonse lifted the kitty off his face. Shukumei purred cutely as Alphonse squealed with delight.

"You're soooooo cute!" Alphonse exclaimed. Edward smiled.

"Brother? Are you up?"

'Damn…' thought Edward was he opened his eyes to look at his little brother. He was looking at Edward but his hands were playing with Shukumei's paws. Edward rubbed his eyes a couple of times and then rolled over so his face was in his pillow.

"I wont be up for long," he snorted.

"Brother, it's seven in the morning. You have just enough time to meet Havoc in the Great Hall for breakfast. The colonel and Hughes already left and I need to hurry up and meet up with Hughes, so could you please stay up?" asked Alphonse in a stern voice. Edward grumbled something into his pillow.

"Brother, I apologize in advance."

"Yeah sure…wait, what did you say?"

Alphonse punched Edward squarely in the jaw. Edward stumbled to the floor and ended up falling onto Alphonse's bed. (AN: it was next to his. And yes Al has a bed. It's polite. I guess.)

Edward spat some blood onto the floor and stared at Alphonse, mouth a gape.

"Brother, you asked for it"

"Something tells me you you're not lying." Edward smirked as he moved his jaw from side to side. "Up to a spar?"

"Brother you don't have enough time," stated Alphonse as he began to snuggle Shukumei again.

"You lied that time. My first class starts at nine," he stated happily as he ripped off his shirt. He had been wearing his same cloths for two days now since he didn't bother the night at the leaky Cauldron and that night Al put him to bed. He couldn't stand it anymore. Plus he needed a shower anyway. Why not spar?

Alphonse chuckled at his observant brother and stood up to watch his brother put on a clean shirt from his trunk.

"Got me. I have to meet up with Hughes at nine o' clock too, so hurry up."

After Edward put his robes on they hustled down the stairs and out of the portrait.

"So. Know a good place to spar?" asked Ed while Al put his hand up to his chin thoughtfully.

"Hmmm… nope. You?"

"Nope. Ask a teacher?"

"Sure," laughed Al as he looked for the nearest teacher.

Professor Lupin and Professor McGonagall were near by. She seemed to be talking about something while Lupin just nodded and yawned multiple times. Edward smiled as he ran up to the two and gave puppy dog eyes. Alphonse would have done the same, but who could really tell?

Professor McGonagall looked at the two teens and shook her head. Professor Lupin laughed as he patted Ed on the shoulder.

"What do you want?" he asked in a cheerful voice.

"We need to know of a good place to spar. Know of one?" he asked while Alphonse nodded. Lupin looked at McGonagall and smiled.

"Can I take them to the field where the first years learn how to use their broom sticks?" he asked her.

"I don't see a problem with that." She smiled at the two boys and took her leave. Professor Lupin smiled and hit Ed rather roughly on the back.

"Saved me there! I thought I would have to sit through all of that!" he exclaimed. Edward anime sweat dropped while Al just plain laughed.

Edward smiled when he saw the field they could use. Edward threw his robes at Professor Lupin, who scrambled to catch them, to reveal his normal tank top. Professor Lupin starred at his auto-mail arm with curiosity as Alphonse swung a punch at Edward's head. Ed dropped to the ground and swung his leg at Al's feet. Al sidestepped before he could knock him down and punched down at Edward. Ed rolled to the side and stole Al's helmet in the process. Al just swung his arm out, knocking Edward onto his side.

"That's not playing fair!" yelled Al as Ed threw his helmet back into Al's hands.

"Who said you play fair!" he exclaimed happily as he head butted Alphonse while he was trying to put his helmet back on. Lupin just anime sweat dropped as the two tore each other apart, yelled multiple curse words and stole body parts… well at least from Al.

Edward panted and sprawled himself across the grass of the field while Al followed suit. Lupin laughed at the two boys as he joined them.

"You guys always do that?" he asked, excitement in his voice.

"Yep!" exclaimed Al happily.

"I'm sure you already knew about the auto-mail and empty armor, huh?" panted Ed as Lupin nodded.

"I knew about it. I just didn't know what it really looked like."

"What. Did you think it had spikes covering it with mini machine guns on the side?" Ed laughed while Lupin blushed slightly.

"Well, I got to get going," he said happily as he stood up.

"See you in Defense Against the Dark Arts class!" exclaimed Ed happily as he nodded and left the boys to their fun.

"Edward you need to take a shower. You smell awful," replied Al after a few minutes of silence.

"Yeah I should… wait, how the hell would you know?" he asked with an eyebrow raised. Alphonse just laughed.

"You think Lupin will tell about your auto-mail?" Al asked abruptly as Edward stood and brushed himself off.

"Nope. He knew from the start and didn't say a word."

"That's true… Hey what time is it?" Edward pulled out his pocket watch and smirked.

"It's eight o' clock. Got an hour to get ready and eat."

"And get to class. You better get going. I'll meet you in the Great Hall." Ed nodded as he threw his robes on to cover his auto-mail and ran back into the building.

Edward grinned as he walked in to the Great Hall. Food and Drink were covering each table.

"Food!" yelled Edward as he made his way to the Gryffindor table. Suddenly a hand flew up in front of his face. Ed gasped as he ran into it and slipped backwards onto the floor.

"What the hell are you doing!" screamed Ed as he rubbed the back of his head.

"You forgetting anything?"

Ed looked up to see Havoc smirking down at him. Alphonse was behind him waving.

"You didn't have to do that!" he snarled, standing up.

"Your little friends are over there," stated Havoc trying to change the subject. Edward looked past Havoc at the Gryffindor table and sure enough Harry, Ron and Hermione were watching the whole scene with confused expressions on their faces.

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Be nice. I started this fiction when I was either ten or eleven so it kind of sucks. The whole Roy being his father thing… It's sounded cool after watching eight episodes but after I finished the series, I know not to make a fiction like that again for the rest of my life. This is turning out bad, but I'll try to make it as best as possible. And go easy on me! Plus school is hard. They're all like "Your not children any more and if your absent you still have to turn it in on the same day!" crap. They can go burn in hell. Anyway, PLEASE REVIEW! And I will try to get a new chapter up this weekend if possible!