Okay! Second chappie! I figure I can bring in more people if I keep up the updating. And please please PLEASE bug me if I forget to update! Words of inspiration are loved! Well, here we go!

Oh! I forgot last time! Gomenasai! I do not own Full Metal Alchemist or Harry Potter or Cassidy. However, she owns my heart... it's in her bell...

And Gabby owns my soul... though Naz (Cassidy) is going to try to bargain with her for it... something's really wrong here...

The clock chimed twelve as Edward Elric sat in one of the squishy armchairs by the fireplace. All that was left now was a few glowing embers, throwing off just enough light to light up his face, which, at the current time, showed annoyance. 'I thought they were alchemists. If you're going to ever help someone, you have to be on time,' he thought grumpily to himself, subconsciously pushing the little voice out of his mind that was reminding him that he always delayed giving his reports to Mustang as long as possible.

As if on cue, Kiria and Cassidy appeared at the bottom of the steps. They strode forward and sat on the couch that faced his armchair. "So, what do you want to know?" Kiria settled back on the couch as Cassidy leaned forward, her eyes sharp and observing.

"Cut to the chase. You know who I am, and I can guess who you are," Ed said bluntly. "Though we haven't had a proper introduction. I'm Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist. And you?"

"I'm Cassidy Hisoka, the Pressure Alchemist," Cassidy turned her gaze to the only three embers that still burned.

"Kiria Natashi," came the response from the reclining girl. "Nice to meet you. So, why did Central send you and the Lieutenant Colonel here?"

"I was searching for something last year, but it was destroyed. Now we're here because we've heard...unsettling rumors. I've said enough, so what are you guys here for?" Ed never liked to say too much. He had, from experience, learned it could lead to disaster.

"The Fuhrer said something similar, about the rumors. We're here to investigate farther, and to keep you and Mustang out of trouble. He figured two more alchemists couldn't hurt." Kiria shrugged.

"Even if they were new. We passed the exam just a few months ago." Cassidy fingered her pocket watch that was hidden in her coat pocket. She then sat up suddenly, like she had remembered something. "Oh, and tomorrow, would you show us the way to where the Lieutenant Colonel works? Lieutenant Hawkeye sent us with quite a lot of paperwork for him. Said he 'forgot' it."

It took all the willpower the Fullmetal Alchemist had to keep from laughing out loud. Yet again, another failed attempt to slack off. Roy Mustang was famous for his laziness. "Sure," he said, regaining his composure.

Ed watched the two girls. He could already tell these two were going to have some difficulty in this school. Like all (or almost all) alchemists, they would be always looking to the law of equivalent exchange. But here in the magical world, such a law did not exist. One could create something from nothing; a very difficult fact to comprehend for a trained scientist. "Let me give you two a bit of advice," he said. They looked back to him. "You both obviously know the rule about not using alchemy, right?" When they nodded, he continued. "Well, the Law kind of goes with that. Equivalent exchange doesn't work that way here."

"Wha, how can it not work here?" Cassidy glared suspiciously at him.

"What I mean is, things can be created out of nothing here. So don't freak out when it happens." He sighed. Yep, just as he thought. The girls looked shocked. "Anyways, we should all get to bed. Classes start tomorrow.

"Yeah, you're right. Come on Cassidy, bed. And no late night reading!" Kiria stood and started toward the stairs.

"Okay..." Cassidy stole a glance at Kiria before snatching a book off the closest table and tucking it in her coat. "Night Fullmetal."

"And don't call me Fullmetal!" Ed called after them. "You sound like the colonel... not something I wish to be reminded of..." he muttered as he headed toward the boys dorm.

Naz: I have now abducted Mist's computer. She's packing... Bwaha. Ha.

Mist: Packing in background Which one do I not pack! Argh, what am I suppose to wear...

Naz: She's in Chorus. She's leaving me for more than a full week. I'm betrayed.

Mist: AARRGGG! spazz spazz Stupid stuff... stupid suitcase...

Naz: I'm packing too. Not now. To move. How sad. Haha.

Mist and Naz: We'll be back soon!

Naz: Betrayed... Tugs on Mist's sleeve Sniff.

Mist: I'll be back, promise! I'll send a postcard or something! Bye all! See ya in a week! Or so...

Naz: Betrayed. walks away