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Chapter 4: Harry Potter and the Alchemist

"CAN'T'VE WANTED TO THAT MUCH, OR YOU'D HAVE SENT ME AN OWL, BUT DUMBLEDORE MADE YOU SWEAR---(1)"

Ed and Al heard a loud angry accusatory voice on their way to the second floor. Looking at each other they decided to check what's going on.

"FOUR WEEKS I'VE BEEN STUCK IN PRIVET DRIVE NICKING PAPERS OUT OF BINS TO TRY AND FIND OUT WHAT'S BEEN GOING ON---(2)"

Silently Ed and Al crept to the second floor, hearing more and more of the voice. It seems the owner of the voice in angry for being left in the dark about news. What a stupid reason to start screaming thought Ed.

"I SUPPOSE YOU'VE BEEN HAVING A REAL LAUGH HAVEN'T YOU, ALL HOLED UP HERE TOGETHER---(3)"

Ed and Al are now in front of the bedroom door. They can hear perfectly what the voices were talking about. Once the owner of the angry voice calmed down a bit, he started questioning two others on where they are and what has been going on. It seems the person who was yelling before hand wanted to know more about the doings of the infamous wizard Voldemort. They also heard loud cracks inside the room and two new pair of voices joined in the conversation.

Ed and Al looked at each other. They just can't understand how could one wizard strike so much fear into other people. They have been told that this wizard Voldemortis the foulest of all wizard. He supposedly died and lost his body fifteen years ago, but just before school ended last year, he regained his physical body back. Upon learning this information from Dumbledore, the first thing Ed and Al thought is a homunculus, an artificial human being. But Dumbledore assured them that Voldemort is no artificial being but the real thing.

"Hey Harry," said another voice. Ed and Al knew who it belonged to. After living in Grimmauld Place for a week with that guy, how could one not know him. It was Ron Weasley that spoke. On of the many children of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, one of the nicest people the Elric's ever met. "You know there are two teenagers here in the house too. Dumbledore brought them here. We don't know anything about them, but they claim to be Dumbledore's surrogate grandchildren."

At this words Ed and Al gave each other a congratulatory smile. Ever since the Weasleys and Hermione Granger arrive in the house, Ed and Al have been questioned none stop by them. Not knowing what story to tell, they simply said that they are the surrogate grandchildren of the old headmaster.

"Really," said Harry in interest, "what are their names."

"Edward and Alphonse Elric," said Hermione, "their brothers. Alphonse is the youngest. His fourteen and have short blond hair, and Edward is fifteen and have long braided blond hair. Believe it or not the Al is taller than Ed, but don't let him hear that. His got quite..."

But whatever it was Hermione trying to say, she never got to finish as the bed room door burst open with so much force that everyone in the room thought that someone used avada kedavra to open it.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A RUNT SO TINY HE CAN ONLY BE SEEN WITH A MAGNIFYING GLASS? YOU WENCH! (4)" Ed yelled at the top of his lungs after kicking the door open, while his brother tried to hold him down.

"Please calm down brother," said Al as he desperately tried to hold his brother down, "she didn't say anything like that."

Harry was genuinely surprised to see that a person like Ed could make and entire house shake with his voice. Harry felt somewhat embarrassed. After the little yelling spree he caused earlier, he thought we was loud even enough to be heard in the kitchen. But this guy, as Harry is sure, was heard in a five mile radius block.

"Hey Hermione," said Harry finally recuperating from the initial shock, "this guy isn't short. His as tall as I am. But I'll have to admit that the other guy is taller than the both of us."

Ed looked at Harry couldn't believe by what he just heard. Did Harry confess that he himself is short. Calming down after the outburst, Ed apologized to everyone in the room for loosing control.

"So," said Harry after a minute of silence from everyone, "I'm Harry Potter. You must be the new guys Dumbledore brought over. Is it true that you are his surrogate grandsons?"

"Edward Elric."

"Alphonse Elric, and yes we are," said Al.

"What in the world happened to the door, reparo," said Ginny as walked in the room. "Its a no go on the extendable ears you guys. Mum put an Imperturbable Charm on the door. I tried throwing dung bombs to it but it just keep bouncing off."

"Extendable ears," said Harry, "what's that?"

"Well," said Fred, "its something George and I came up with." Pulling something out of his pocket, he held in his hand an fleshy string of sort. "You see, you just put this in the other end and listen to the other. Presto! You can whatever the other person is talking about in the other room."

"Too bad, it didn't work," said Ed, "because they talked about a lot of information in that room. Isn't that right Al?"

"Yes brother," Al felt uncomfortable answering this question but might as well humor his brother.

Just as everyone in the room begin their tirade of question, the door opened again. Mrs. Weasley walking in.

"The meeting is over you guys," she said, "come down to the kitchen for dinner."

Ed and Al took this opportunity to slip pass everyone. Down stairs, just as everyone is going back to the kitchen silently, Tonks knocked something in the hallway, which caused a clatter. A tapestry suddenly blowing out of the way and a horrible voice began to scream.

"FILTHY BLOOD THAT BESMIRCH THIS HOUSE! WHAT A DISGRACE!"

Harry thought that a banshee entered the house but he noticed that the owner of the voice belonged to a withered old woman in the painting. A man burst out of the kitchen and began screaming himself.

"Shut up you hag, SHUT UP!" he roared, and with a mighty tug, he closed the tapestry back over the painting.

As everyone slowly removed their hands from their ears, the said man turned to Harry and said, "Hi Harry, I see you've met my mother."