Alchemy At Hogwarts v2
By: Solar Hawk
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA or any of its characters. Nor do I own Harry Potter and its characters. If I did, I wouldn't be writing this now would I?
Chapter 4 : Wizarding Wands
"Welcome, guests!" an old man in the wand shop welcomed them. "I'm Mr. Ollivander! Looking for wands?" he added.
Ed grinned. "Yep! We need wands, Wizarding wands!" Obviously, he was very excited about all this Wizarding and the wands that were used for magic. But mostly he was excited because he's a little too excitable at times.
"I can see that," Mr. Ollivander laughed and pulled out a measuring tape. "Now then, hold out your wand arm!" Ed looked confused and looked towards Mustang who pointed to Ed's right arm. Ed nodded and held out his automail arm towards Mr. Ollivander who measured Ed's arm. Then the measuring tape moved on it's own which startled poor Edward. Finally, after a couple minutes, Mr. Ollivander pulled down a box off the shelf and handed its contents to Ed. "Twelve inches, maple with a dragon heartstring. Give it a little wave," he said with a smile.
Ed flicked the wand with excitement. What resulted was not a very good thing. Reina's hair caught on fire. She looked surprised and then realized her blond hair was slowly burning. "ED!" she screamed and started patting her head in a frenzy. Ed didn't know what to do, but Mustang pulled out his wand and flicked it lazily. Reina's hair-fire went out and she breathed a sigh of relief. Ed also breathed a sigh of relief. Now she wouldn't kill him, he hoped.
"No, no," Mr. Ollivander sighed and snatched the wand back. He handed another wand to Ed. "Fifteen inches, oak with a mermaid scale. Interesting, try it!" he said excitedly. Ed waved it and this time, Al turned purple. Ed flushed nervously as realization dawned on Al.
"I-I-I'm p-purple!" Alphonse wailed and flopped on the floor. "PURPLE!" he cried and hugged his metal legs to his chest plate. Ed blushed and looked hopefully at Mustang who again flicked his wand. Al turned back to his normal armor color and sighed in relief.
Mr. Ollivander once again grabbed the wand from Ed, shaking his head. This process was repeated until finally Mr. Ollivander took a dark and foreboding looking box of the shelf. "This is a very special wand. Very dangerous, too. Took me quite by surprise, but I think it is worth it. I think this is your wand." Ed was looking very confused until Mr. Ollivander explained. "Mr. Elric...have you ever heard of a thing called...Red Water?"
The Elrics all shared a dangerous look. Red Water. How could they not remember? Fletcher and Russell...it wasn't very long ago it seemed. Even if it had ended all right, it still shook them to the core. Ed managed to speak despite that horrible chapter in their life. "Um..yeah," he mumbled shakily. "I've heard of it."
Mr. Ollivander smiled, as if he knew a secret. "Well, then. Thirteen inches, dark redwood, with the core of Red Water." He handed the wand to Ed who took it gingerly. Ed was staring at it and Mr. Ollivander added in an annoyed tone, "You should wave it." Ed waved it carefully and felt a rush of energy to his fingers. Red sparks flared up and formed a Flamel in the air. It wavered for a minute, but then dissolved into the air. "Interesting..," Mr. Ollivander muttered. "Ms. Elric, you're next!"
Reina gulped and stepped forward. Mr. Ollivander winked at her and said, "Don't worry, since I know what your brother had, I think I can tell you will be just as unique. But let's start with something smaller just in case." She nodded as he handed her a brown wand. "Ten inches, oak with a phoenix tail feather." She waved it and Mustang's hair...turned pink. He glared at her and quickly turned it back to it's original color. "Oops!" Mr. Ollivander laughed good-naturedly and handed her a long black wand. "Try this one, twelve inches of Blackwood, blood of a Chimera serves as the wand's core."
Rei started to take in shallow breaths. She was always afraid of Chimeras. Ed and Al could always stand up to them, but the sight of one always made her faint. They were so unnatural and probably in a lot of pain on the inside that she couldn't stand it. Reina looked extremely nervous and waved the black stick gingerly. The end shot out a series of pink and gold confetti which floated around the room. She smiled sadly and turned to Al. "You're next big guy." Rei stepped back and Al stepped forward.
Mr. Ollivander smiled at Alphonse and handed him a silver wand. "I think I'm going to get this one on the first try," he said. Al flicked the wand confidently and a shadow appeared. A huge dog-shape that opened it's mouth.
"Big brother play with me," it whispered and disappeared. Alphonse tossed the wand on the floor and backed up against the wall. Ed's face turned white and Rei started breathing even more shallowly. They were all pale (except for Al) and their mouths were hanging open in shock...fear even.
"Nina!" Al whispered.
"What was in that wand?" Ed demanded and held Mr. Ollivander up against the wall by his collar. His eyes were narrowed and he was shaking slightly. "What was in it?" he shouted and held Mr. Ollivander up higher.
"Ed!" Reina exclaimed and pulled her brother towards her. "Put him down!" Ed regained control of his senses and shook his head. He dropped Mr. Ollivander on the ground. "Mr. Ollivander?" Reina asked quietly. "Could you please tell us where you got that wand's core?"
"Eleven inches.." Mr. Ollivander sighed. "Eleven inches...silver ash...core with the hair...of a Chimera. A strange man brought it to me. He was selling it...I don't know where he got it. I was too excited at the Chimera hair to ask. They are rather rare, after all. He also brought me the blood and the Red Water. I know nothing else." His shoulders sagged and he looked rather old, older than he was.
Ed looked confused. "Who would? It was as if..."
"As if they knew we were coming," Reina finished for him.
"But who?" Al wondered.
"I think we should leave now," Mustang said solemnly, handing Mr. Ollivander the money for their wands and was heading towards the door when...
"Why Roy Mustang!" Mr. Ollivander exclaimed joyfully, forgetting the current feeling in the air. "It has been a while, hasn't it? What was your wand? Eleven inches, ash with a feather of a phoenix. Very good for pranks and jinxes, was it not?" He narrowed his eyes in a manner that made Mustang squirm uncomfortably. "Blew up half my shop, I do recall?" Mustang squirmed even more. "Used it to set girls' skirts on fire." Mustang squirmed a lot more. "And of course, you put poor Arthur Weasley on top of the Gringotts bank, where he was hanging by his toes for quite a while." And by now Mustang looked like a little squirmy wormy squirming in it's home. "Well, then. That is all you need! Bye now!" He ushered them out of the shop.
Mustang hurriedly closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Unfortunately for him, the Elrics weren't ready to let him rest. They had decided to forget their trouble in order to taunt their Colonel.
"Mustang, a prankster?" Reina gasped in disbelief. She was too surprised to be laughing at the embarrassed Flame Alchemist.
"Geez," Ed breathed. "Today is just full of surprises! Next we're going to find out that Mustang was in a cooking class and wore his favorite pink apron with little butterflies and hearts on it every day."
The Wizard Trio had just caught up and heard this last comment. Ron shook his head, and Harry was snickering when they heard this. They also heard Mustang say, "No, actually that was James Potter." Harry's face was in shock. Ron's face was twisted with the agony of holding in laughter. Hermione's face was...well...Hermione.
"My..dad?" Harry gasped. "Was in cooking class? My DAD wore a pink apron with little butterflies and hearts on it? EVERY DAY?" Mustang turned towards Harry and cocked his head. He studied Harry for a moment then he nodded.
"Yup," Mustang snickered. Then he grew serious and looked at Harry with pity. "I'm sorry to bring this up, Harry was it?" Harry nodded, still shocked. "But James was your dad?" Harry looked confused that Mustang had no idea who he was. "Sorry, living in Central kind of cuts you off from the Wizarding world," he sighed and leaned against the wall. He ran his gloved hands through his wild black hair and stared at the wall. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally spoke. "In fact...the only thing I did know was that your dad was killed by You-Know-Who. Along with your mom. I'm very sorry," Mustang almost whispered.
Harry shook his head. "No. Don't be sorry. I hate people feeling sorry for me. Just because Voldemort killed my parents doesn't mean that I should be pitied. If anyone should be sad, it should be me. But I'm not, so that means no one else has a right to be."
Hermione looked surprised. "Harry? I've never heard you say that before. Do you really dislike being pitied that much?" Harry nodded. "Well then! I suggest we get off that subject and turn to these people. I'm sorry, but we never really got your names," she said apologetically.
Ed shrugged and grinned. "Hey, no problem. I didn't think we'd be known in the Wizarding world. I'm Edward Elric the Fullmetal Alchemist! You can call me Ed for short! But never call me Short!" he warned menacingly. Mustang, Rei, and Al shared a silent laugh as he warned their new friends.
Reina spoke next. "I'm Reina Elric, but you can call me Rei. I'm Ed's twin sister. We're both sixteen." Noticing their confused looks at the obvious height difference and gender, she added, "Fraternal." They all mouthed 'oh' and next turned to Al.
Al waved pleasantly and said, "Hi! I'm Alphonse Elric. I'm fifteen and it's nice to meet you!"
Ron smiled and introduced himself formally. "The name's Ron Weasley. Gryffindor house, prefect! Great to meet you!" he exclaimed.
Harry stepped forward and gave them a little smile. "I'm Harry Potter. Gryffindor Seeker.. Nice to meet you."
Hermione extended her hand towards the Elric. They accepted it and shook her outstretched hand. "Hermione. Hermione Granger. Gryffindor Prefect, and active member of S.P.E.W. Pleased to meet you."
"Spew?" Mustang wondered and scratched his head. He looked very confused and sickened at the same time. "Is that some kind of...?"
"Don't ask, PLEASE," Harry and Ron said together. Hermione glared at them, but then realized something she was going to ask.
"Wait a minute!" she exclaimed. "You said you were from a place called Central? Where's that?" Ed and Reina cocked their heads and Alphonse shrugged.
"You've never heard of Central?" Ed snickered. "What are you guys? From the Boondocks?" Rei slapped him upside the head and Al jabbed him in the back. "Whaaat?" he whined.
"That wasn't very nice Ed!" Reina hissed.
"Yeah, brother!" Al added and crossed his large armored arms.
"Geebus! I'm sorry!" he snapped. Ed rubbed his head gingerly while turning to face the Trio. "Soo? You've never heard of Central?" Their confused glances said it all. "Uh...Colonel Sexy Hair, could you handle this? I'm not very sure myself," Ed muttered and rubbed the back of his head. Mustang glared daggers at him but let the nickname comment slide.
"Well...Central is kind of...in another...place?" Mustang suggested very unhelpfully.
"Whaaat? The only other place I can think of is on the other side of the-. You mean...?" Ed demanded. Mustang just shrugged very confused-like. "GIVE ME ANSWERS!" Ed ranted and grabbed Mustang by the collar. He held him up to a wall, shaking him violently.
"For crying out-!" Rei groaned and grabbed Ed's ponytail. His head jerked back violently and it made his mood even worse. "That's the second time today, you tard!" she snapped and let go of his hair.
Mustang stood up very shakily, supporting himself by the wall. "Look, Fullmetal! Even I don't know the specifics. But put simply, we are no longer in Amestris. We are in a place called London." Hermione heard the word Amestris and her head jerked upwards, intently listening.
Hermione looked confused. "B-but! Amestris is made up! It's not real! I've read about it in a book, but it's not real! It's a place where Alchemy was used by people, but the author said Alchemy wasn't possible at all! It's an entirely different world that's not real!" she babbled.
"Alchemy IS possible," Al protested.
"But your kind doesn't know how to do it well," Mustang said simply. "The only person...or people...successful at Alchemy in this world were the current headmaster of Hogwarts and his lifelong friend. Albus Dumbledore and Nicholas Flamel."
'Philosopher's Stone!' Harry thought, remembering his first encounter at Hogwarts with that blood red stone. The one that Voldemort wanted so badly he had almost destroyed Harry. But he didn't say anything. Hermione was going to, as was Ron, but a glance from Harry kept them both silent. Mustang noticed this look, but kept silent as well.
"But that doesn't exactly explain how we got here!" Ed grumbled, trying to regain some of his whacked-by-his-siblings dignity.
Mustang smirked at the short Alchemist. "I'll explain. We mixed a transmutation circle with a Portkey."
"Portkey?" the Amestrians asked.
"A Portkey is a normal, every day object that is charmed to take whoever touches it somewhere else. Basically," Hermione explained in simple-person words.
"Exactly," Mustang said and continued. "Anyways, so I did some research in the Library and couldn't find a single book on them. So I wrote an owl to Dumbledore and he sent me the design for the Array. So I drew it on your shoes! Then I also charmed them to work whenever you touch a train. So when you stepped on the train, we were actually all sent to a different train that was heading to London! And voila! We're here!" He was positively beaming at his smart idea. Smart, but very confusing.
Everyone had a very blank look on their face until... "But how did it work across two different worlds?" Harry asked innocently.
"That's simple!" Ed realized and slapped himself in the head lightly. "You have to be from Amestris to go to Amestris, right? It just that Amestris is only reachable by way of Alchemy right? That's how Dumbledore's owls made it. He's an Alchemist! He could attach Transmutation Circles to the owl's letters and stuff right?" he asked in a smart-hopeful tone.
Mustang raised his eyebrow. "Good, Fullmetal! Didn't expect such a wonderfully smart response. I guess your body size doesn't measure the size of your brain," he snickered.
Ed's face grew dark and his eyes were on fire. The previously clear sky was swirling with dark clouds and an ominous darkness. The birds stopped chirping and even the loudest witches and wizards were silent. Time seemed to slow down and even move backwards as Rei and Al braced their poor wretched bodies for what was to come. The air was heavy with impending doom as the world put up it's defenses for the explosion. And then-
"WHO'S THE SUPER SMALL MIDGET THAT NEVER GETS TALLER!"
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"Well that was fun," Reina muttered as she wrapped dressing (a bandage, not Ranch) around Ron's arm. See, Ed's attack had misfired and ended up towards Ron. Al had tried to pull him over, but Ron's arm was in the way. Now it was bruised and a very nasty purple color.
"OW!" Ron whimpered and clutched his arm. "The dressing (a bandage, not Ranch) is too tight!"
"Sorry!" Rei apologized and unwrapped the bandage. (A dressing, not Ranch) "Better?" she asked sarcastically as she rewrapped the dressing. (If you can't pay attention from this point, then don't even bother.) Apparently this latest outburst was a very painful one for everyone. Hermione was rubbing her head, Harry was sucking on his pointer finger (very bad paper cut) and Mustang was dazed. Apparently he had forgotten how much power Shortie McSmall Fuse had in his arsenal.
"I'm sorry, GEEBUS!" Ed shouted, his face very red. Mostly from embarrassment, but a lot from pure unrefined rage.
"It's not your fault," Al said reassuringly. "It's-"
"Your fault," Mustang and Rei finished for him. This comment caused Ed's head to swivel to face them, causing them to shrink back.
"Listen," Hermione said in her bossy tone. "It's already two o'clock and you only have your wands, right?" They nodded sheepishly. "Well, you still have to get your books and your robes. So why don't we get your books while you go get robes?"
"But we don't want to cause any trouble," Al protested. "Really, it's all right!" He sounded sheepish, but that didn't stop Hermione.
"No, no. We don't want you to miss anything," Hermione demanded and waved them off with a slight movement of her hand.
"She's worse than Riza," Roy muttered as they walked off towards the robe shop.
"Waaay worse," Ed added and they all left.
"Good, that got rid of them," Hermione giggled and pushed Harry and Ron towards the bookshop.
"What are you doing? Or planning?" Harry wondered and faced Hermione.
"I want to learn a little more about their history. And their Alchemy... But to do that, we need to ditch them. I don't think they'd appreciate me snooping," she replied.
"But how?" Ron asked his devious friend.
"You'll see," Hermione answered with an evil grin. "You will most definitely see!"
Solar Hawk Time!
Holy pudding-based foods! She updated! WTF! IT's THE APOCALYPSE!
I know, I know. It took me forever to update. But I have a new feature...AN EXCUSE CORNER! ((see below))
Teh Excuse Corner:
Okay let's see, I've had a back-breaking load of homework. As a highschool student, my life is overwhelmingly hard. But the biggest reason is this:
My memory span is that of a brain-dead salmon.
I can't remember things all the time, plus I'm just:
Lazy as the word 'sloth' gets.
So, anyways, I appreciate you sticking with me. I hope to update at least once every two weeks from now on. Is that all right with you? And I'll stick in a chapter or two before I leave for Las Vegas over Spring Break. (I'm leaving on St. Patty's day.)
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