I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! AHHHH!

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Edward's thoughts jumbled together as himself, and the teens...and the tobacco addict sprinted hastily down their, hopefully, last slender hallway to a door at the end. It was made out of thick oak, and had a beautifully designed brass handle resting to its left, which would be Ed's right. The group came to the door with a huff, and waited for the knight to appear in one of the paintings to their sides in the long, and vibrant hall.

"This is it!" came a cry from a painting of dogs playing poker in the painting hung closest to the oak door. "Just go through there, and you'll find your self in the North Tower!"

Edward's gaze snapped to the faint sound that emitted from the handle, to see Havoc questioningly push the handle down. Harry gasped a warning as he saw the door open a jar, but Havoc could not register the squeak that escaped Harry's mouth.

BAM!

Havoc stumbled backwards as a young teenage girl burst through the door on the other side. She gave a yelp as her feet slipped on the tile floor, and jerked to the floor on top of Havoc. Havoc gave a yelp and squirmed under the girl as Hermione hastily helped the girl rise to her feet.

The girl in return gave a small giggle and a thanks as she hid next to Hermione. Ed gave a "humph" and bodily jerked Havoc to his feet. The midget had a lot of power, considering his size.

"Sorry mister!" the girl squeaked as Havoc gave a mumbled curse and averted his attention to the girl next to the grumpy Hermione.

She wore a surprisingly short skirt, with a checkered patten lacing it's features. Long, oversized socks hung limply by her short, black converse shoes. Her shirt was white, and her jacket reached below the skirt. It had multiple straps and buckles in silver to accent the black in the coat. Her face seemed almost perfect with small flakes of purple accenting her otherwise green eyes.

What caught his attention the most was her crisp midnight hair. It seemed to lace around her features, and bring out her rather attractive eyes. A light tint of green accented the flowing black wisps gloriously.

Havoc gave a mock grunt, and swung the door open. Edward realized Havoc's open starring, but pretended not to notice since Ron was doing the same.

A bit of drool oozed down Ron's chin, which made Ed raise an eyebrow. He silently crept behind the lover boy, and furiously rubbed his chin with the sleeve of his robe, causing the boy to start.

"What the bloody hell is that for!" he snapped, jerking back from Ed. Edward gave a cat like grin and followed after Havoc.

"Just helping to mop up the drool, Lover Boy!" Ed sang happily.

"He's right!" snickered Harry as Ron's face turned as red as a tomato. The girl in question, blushed too, and snuck behind Hermione. Hermione gave a grunt, and turned towards the door.

"Are you going to Divination in the North Tower?" Hermione question as the girl nodded.

"I was looking fo the teacher to help us get into the classroom. The door is on the ceiling!" she blurted out as the three looked at her as if she grew a second head.

"We'll just have to figure out a way then, I guess, some how..." mumbled Harry as he held the door open for his friends.

"I'm Harry, Lover Boy is Ron, and her name is Hermione," Harry chimed as Ron squeaked a protest.

"I'm Samantha." Her face gave a warm smile as she stepped past the door Harry held open. Ron, in a frenzy, stumbled after her to find her special interests. Harry mouthed the words 'weird' to Hermione, and got a snort of amusement in reply.

"Stairs, stairs, stairs!" Edward sang in amusement as he happily skipped behind the obviously pissed off lieutenant.

Havoc's cigarette quirked with agitation as the boy began to make sounds with his mouth, and began to play an obviously non-existing air guitar.

"Stairs!"

"Edward Elric, for the love of god, SHUT UP!" snapped Havoc irritably as the teen pouted.

"We've been walking up these stairs for only two minutes! Come on, and besides I can't even hear or see Harry and the others! It's just you and me buddy!"

Edward squealed enthusiastically as he jerked his arms around Havoc's right arm and gave it a hug. Havoc ripped his arm out of his grasp as the teen giggled like a school girl before returning to skipping on the steps and humming his stairs song.

"I want whatever you're smoking..." Havoc replied dryly as Edward twirled on his toes while screaming 'WEEEEEEEEE!'.

"I wonder how the others are doing..." Ed began to muse as Havoc quirked an eyebrow.

"Probably exciting library activities, and wonderful plays against dark magic... I should ask the Colonel to switch places with me," Havoc moaned irritably as the true blonde behind him grunted.

"Hey! You get a good look at the castle, so when something bad happens, you have an idea on where to go and what to do!" Ed chimed as Havoc mused the statement over his mind.

"You mean IF something happens...right?" Havoc question as Ed shook his head.

"I heard Harry is a troublemaker for mischief, and plus... since when is a day with good ol' me normal!" he chirped as Havoc felt himself grow sick.

"I'm going to hurl... as much as I LOVE putting my life on the line for the good of the state, I don't think I could handle large mythical creatures."

"Then I'll loan you my books so you can learn about those large mythical creatures, BEFORE they tear greedily into your flesh and eat you alive...sort of like a guide to avoid the Colonel!"

Havoc gave a grunt of amusement.

"Sure...lend me a few of your books tonight. Might as well prepare," Havoc mused as the boy gave a nod.

"Havoclookoutforthe!"

BAM!

Havoc jerked his hands to his face as he felt blood trickle down his nose.

"Door."

Rubbing his face irritably, Havoc gave a curse, and slammed the door open.

There was nothing but a small, cramped room. Children clumped together, and cursed loudly at the stupidity of the size of the room. Havoc let Ed into the room first, before he scrunched into the tightly packed room. A couple minutes later, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Samantha soon clambered into the room. Havoc and Edward exchanged names with the giggling girl, thus adding scorn onto Ron's features. Edward noticed, and soon detached himself from his conversation with Samantha. Ron gave a grin, and struck another conversation about puppies or something else.

"How the bloody hell are we supposed to get up there!" hollered a now irritated Harry as kids shouted in approval.

Answering his question, a silver ladder began to shimmer down from the circular wooden door in the middle of the stone ceiling.

BAM!

"AHHHH! BLOODY HELL, MY FOOT!" screamed Harry as he jerked his swelling foot from the now painfully solid ladder. Harry began to hiss in pain as Edward gave a chuckle, and hoisted himself up the ladder. Soon kids began to follow the demonstration, and followed Edward up the magical ladder of flowers and ponies...NAY!

(AN: woot... now a quick peek on Roy's, Hughes'ssss, and Al's day!)

"And that is why, Shinichi-kun, space time is curved!" sang Professor Lupin as Shinichi's face glowed with excitement.

"So every religion is wrong!" He blurted out as Lupin gave a chuckle. The kid next to Shinichi gave a bewildered look as Shinichi took a seat.

"How did you get THAT answer from space time?" asked the kid as Shinichi grinned.

Shinichi raised his hand happily as Lupin obliged to call on him.

"Could you repeat that for my friend Kaito over here? He's a little slow in the head!" He chuckled as a groan of boredom erupted from the students.

"Of course!" Lupin exclaimed.

Kaito's face visibly paled as Shinichi looked in awe as the teacher began his long explanation again.

"I'm better off pestering Hakuba...he's not so thick headed," he mumbled.

"Don't steal my underwear, you pervert!" Roy shouted to no one.

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"Books, books, books!" sang Alphonse happily as he skipped around the shelves in the thesaurus section.

Hughes twitched, irritated by the off key tune Al made as the iron boy snapped into a rock stance and played an air guitar.

"Al...PLEASE stop!" Hughes sighed as he slid into a chair. Al chucked before skipping some more around the books.

"Nii-san usually joins me, though! Hughes, don't be such a..." Alphonse opened a near by thesaurus. ", languishing life!"

Hughes quirked an eyebrow.

"You're bored, no?"

"Just a little."

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King Bradley gave a yelp as he hastily pushed Pichu172B out of the bathroom he was currently occupying. Pichu172B gave an insane chuckle and quickly sprinted down the hallway in amusement, to poke through Havoc's stuff, and steal some colonel panties.

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The room Ed emerged in was not what he thought it would be.

"Tea time!" Ed chimed as he grinned at his surroundings.

The room did looked like some sort of tea shop. Twelve huddled tables resigned in the room. The only source f like was the flickering embers of a fire, and a midnight pot bubbling up a deathly strong perfume scent. All the lamps and windows were covered with cloths, raising suspicion in the teen, but he ignored it, and strode to the boiling pot under the cluttered mantelpiece. Kids soon flowed towards Edward, too. Havoc among them, and wrinkling his nose at the smell of perfume.

"Wonderful to see you in the living world!"exclaimed a spider voice from behind the. Edward felt his eyebrow reach his hairline as he spun around.

Professor Trelawney was a painfully thin woman. Like a tree in winter, spiny arms and legs, and a shallow face. Multiple rings, bracelets, necklaces, and chain adorned her features over her wispy shawl that hung neatly over her shoulders.

"Please take a seat! Mr. Havoc, you can sit next to Mr. Elric if you would like," she sang happily.

Jean gave an awkward nod before reaching a near by table. Children hesitantly began to scramble for seats, sinking uncomfortably in stiff arm chairs and what ever the hell poufs are!

(AN: I'm guessing like a chair with no back...)

Edward took a seat next to Havoc, while Hermione and Harry joined them. Ron, like a love sick puppy, happily followed Samantha to an empty table nearest the back of the room.

"Welcome! I'm Professor Trelawney, your new Divination instructor. Blah de blah blah!"

Edward drowned out his new teacher, and began to play with his hand. He made his first four fingers slam into his thumb to make it appear as though his hand was the one talking, and giggled silently to himself as he made it mouth the words 'books won't work in this field', and, 'only some are born with this gift...

Wait, rewind!

Edward snapped his eyes up as the realization of using his snake-his-way-out-with-books analogy slipped from his grasp. He noticed Hermione had his same expression, and felt not as alone.

"You! Boy!" He heard the teacher snap as he jerked his head in the direction of her fingers.

Neville squeaked at the accusing finger pointed towards him.

"How's your grandmother?"

"S-she's a-a-alright!" The boy squeaked as the intimidating teacher gave a devilish smile, sending chills through the boy's spine.

'I wouldn't be so sure," she snapped. Something about the eerie glare from the fire that sparked humor in her eyes. "The beginning semester, we will be reading tea leaves. Next, we'll be progressing to palmistry."

Edward gave a snort as he instinctively shot a glance at his right hand in amusement. Good luck to the old hag. With trying to read his hand, she's just going to get nothing.

"By the way, dear."

Edward looked up to see the Witch giving him an amused glare.

"Beware a black-haired one, boy," she smirked. She was hopping for an amusing result of Ed trying to shift his seat away from Harry, but Ed chuckled at her open glare towards the youth.

"I walk my own path," he chuckled as the witch openly ignored the remark and shifted her gaze to the other wry students.

"In the second term," she continued, "we will go to the crystal ball, only if fire omens are done with. In February, the class will be disrupted with a bout of flu though, and by Easter, we will lose one student forever."

A death silence.

"Miss Brown."

Lavender Brown shrank into her chair, and cursed her stupidity for being so close to the front of the class.

"Could you pass me the largest silver tea pot?" Trelawney asked politely.

Lavender gave a quick sigh of relief, and sprang to her feet. Grasping the tea pot for a nearby shelf, she hauled it towards the desk in front of the professor. As she turned to leave, the teacher grasped he arm. With a knowing smile, Lavender felt her stomach churn.

"Thank you my dear. Oh, and the thing you are dreading, will happen on the sixteenth of October this year. Good luck," she hummed as Lavender visibly paled, and shuffled her feet to her table.

Edward gave a blank stare as he watched Lavender sit down.

"I thought girls had those every month, so why would it be in October?" Ed questioned innocently as Havoc slapped him upside the head. Harry blushed, and Hermione gave a scowl in Ed's direction.

Ignoring Ed's statement, Professor Trelawney continued.

Now, divide into pairs. Collect a tea cup, and come to me so I can fill it. Drink from the cups until only the dregs remain. Swill these around the cup three times with your left hand, then turn the cup upside down, wait for the last of the tea to drain away, then give your cup to your partner to read. You will intemperate the patterns using pages five and six in your book, Unfogging the Future. I'll be watching, and helping you if needed. Also, dear Neville, please select a blue pattern tea cup after you break the first. I'm quite fond of the pink ones," she chuckled.

Sure enough, after kids began to stand, Neville had grasped a tea cup from the shelf, and allowed it came crashing down to the earth. He gave a frightened squeak as the teacher came to him with a brush and dustpan.

"A blue one then, dear...thank you." A thought of realization swept through her mind as she turned to Havoc. "Mr. Havoc, please join us for this lesson. You can join Mr. Elric," she smiled sweetly as Havoc gave a hesitant nod from his spot at the table.

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Woot, if you can guess who the girl is, I'll give you a donut! I'll give you a hint. SHE WANTS TO KILL HER FATHER! ha. Anyway, I'll work some more on this...XD

GUESS WHAT! I'M IN CALIFORNIA! WOOT! Visiting my friend Jesse, and his bad ass tongue piercing! Also my grandparents. Yeah them too! But Jesse joined the Navy! NO! Anyway, I know you guys have blades at my ankles, but please don't cut! I don't want my muscle to roll up like a curtain! XD

Please review! AND DON'T KILL ME!