Genre: Humor
Pairing: Roy/Ed , Draco/Harry, Al/Ginny, Hermione, Russell
Warning: Crossoverness! Oh, AU
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from FMA or Harry Potter, I just play with them
WARNING: FLAMES WILL BE USED TO ROAST MARSHMALLOWS: Yeah. So don't even think about it. If you have criticism try to keep it polite or I will block you from my comments box. Thank you and have a good night.
Author's Notes:
Me: Well, I haven't done these in a while...
Ed: You haven't posted a story in a while either.
Me: Oh hush. Any who, my devoted fans, welcome to the latest installment of Fight for the Philospher's Stone. I'm sure all of you have been waiting for it breathlessly. And of course checking my author's page frequently to see what I have to say on the matter, no? You haven't been checking my author's page? Well you should. I have all sorts of hints in there about how to get me to write faster. See? You should take a look!
Ed: She means she wants you to bribe her.
Me: I said no such thing!
Sanzo: It's what you meant though.
Me: pouts No one loves me...
Roy: I do, you gave me action.
Me: Yay!
Ed and Sanzo Traitor.
"Ed woke up wrapped in the warmth of his own bed, a note set on the pillow next to his head. He smiled, stretched, and opened it up.
Edward,
There will be a trip down to Hogsmeade in a few weeks. We can have a date then. Oh, fifty points from Gryffindor and a month's of detention for fighting.
Love you,
Roy.
Edward grinned in spite of himself. That bastard, he thought happily, tucking the note away in his trunk. He got out of bed and dressed, gathering his books for class. The other boys eyed him warily, they weren't sure exactly what happened with him and Roy, but Ed's improved mood seemed somehow out of place.
He just kept grinning stupidly and went about the day in a half daze. Of course, the daze ended when he walked into his afternoon class. There, standing at the chalkboard, was a lovely blonde woman. Her hair was up and she wore pants and a button down shirt rather than robes. Small smudges of soot and grease marked these clothes in several places. Edward smiled.
"Hello Winry." He said, walking in before everyone else. She smiled, putting away the gadget she had been tinkering with.
"Hello Edward. How are you?"
"I'm fine, you?" He said, trying to be nonchalant.
"Fully aware that you are lying your ass off Edward Elric." She scolded, he ducked his head, looking away. "Roy filled us in. If you need someone to talk to, I'm here."
"I know ... Don't worry Winry. I really am fine. I have... never mind. I'll talk to you later about the you know what." She nodded and he took his seat, the other students filing in as class started.
After class, Edward slipped Winry a note and wandered off to his next class. He had been missing so many over the last few days he felt it was necessary to make it to all of the ones today. Even if that meant going to the Auror seminar that crazy man was putting on.
Speaking of said person... there he was, standing at the head of the lecture hall, showing off pictures to the girls in the front row.
"Isn't she precious? My sweet little Elicia. This is her on her first birthday, and here she is at the beach and here she is..." Edward zoned him out after a few minutes of similar rambling and photos. "Edward!" He shouted, waving at the boy. Edward sighed, but headed to the front anyway.
"Hullo Lieutenant Colonel Hughes." He said, taking a seat in front of him.
"Have I shown you the newest pictures of Elicia yet? She looks so precious in her little hat, don't you think?" He said loudly before leaning in close and dropping a folded piece of paper on Ed's desk. "We'll talk about the you know what later." He whispered before traipsing off to accost some other poor soul with photos of his precious little girl.
Edward just rolled his eyes and sighed, the man never changed. Harry and the gang slid into place on either side of him.
"So, what happened? You weren't in class and we didn't get to talk during Artifacts." Hermione asked curiously.
"Yea, I mean, he looked really angry." Ron commented. Harry was silent. He had already had a long talk with Draco, who had innocently denied everything. And then admitted to it all later. Harry had discovered early on in their relationship that the blonde was exceedingly ticklish, and this worked to Harry's favor on several occasions.
Edward had been expecting this line of questioning, but he still hadn't prepared anything to say.
"He just yelled at me... a lot. I guess he kinda lost track of time. Once he was done yelling, class was over. I didn't feel like seeing Malfoy again at dinner so I snuck down to the kitchen and ate there." He lied quickly. The other nodded, accepting it as truth, after all, Edward wouldn't lie about that. Why would he?
Hughes eventually stopped raining his students with pictures and took his place at the podium at the front of the class.
"Well now, it's good to see so many people showed up. I was afraid everyone would ditch my class in favor of getting a head start on Professor Rockbell's assignment." True enough, she had given them a lot of work. But the chance to learn about Auror's was too tempting for most students to pass up. "Well, where to start? Hmm... oh, I know." He dug around in his bag and pulled out his wand, waving it and muttering an incantation under his breath. This conjured a 3-D image of none other than his darling daughter. Who he then proceeded to talk about for the entire class period. When the bell rang, he seemed disappointed. "Oh well, we will talk more next class. See ya then."
Edward got out of there as fast as he could. Crazy Hughes was more interesting when he was being serious anyway. After the seminar was lunch, which Edward opted to eat in the kitchen. He preferred not to have to deal with Malfoy just yet. The boy irritated him beyond all reason.
The house elves gave whatever he liked, which was fine for him, before he headed back to his room to eat and prepare for class. Transfiguration met twice a week, and this was the second day. He was just glad DADA, didn't meet until next week, he had no idea what kind of transmutation he was going to do you yet. He had already decided not to do the paper. He didn't have time anyway. He needed start looking for the stone tonight, and he had to talk to Winry and Hughes.
His mental list made, he grabbed his books and headed for his next class. He had hopes that they would be doing something more challenging this time around. When he got there, he took a seat next to Hermione again and listened quietly as Professor McGonagall put notes on the board.
"Today we will be looking at another form of personal transfiguration. This time we will be attempting to change eye, skin and hair color at the same time. This is more difficult and expect few of you will be able to pull it off the first time around. The notes are on the board, you may begin."
Edward pulled out his wand, ignoring the notes on the board, and tapped his cheek gently. "Novo," he said confidently. His hair went black, his nails blue and his eyes green.
"Very good Mr. Elric. Fifteen points to Gryffindor."
"Thank you professor." He replied, tapping the wand again. "Muto." His coloring changed back to normal.
"I believe that deserves another fifteen points Mr. Elric. Very good." She walked away, smiling slightly to watch some of the other students.
"Wow, that was good Edward. You've done this before, haven't you?"
He blushed, slightly embarrassed. "Yes, actually I have. I was in an advanced class last year. We covered most of this material." He said, tapping the text book with a finger. "I can't wait to get to the later chapters though." Hermione nodded and went back to transfiguring herself. Of course she managed it before the class ended and they all went off to dinner.
Edward, however, made his way to detention with Professor Mustang.
Author's Notes:
Me: Yes it is necessary to cut it off right there.
Ed: She means she want's to annoy the hell out of you.
Me: That isn't true at all.
Duo: So where is that fic you wrote anyway?
Me: I have no idea what you are talking about. Who let him in here?
Sanzo: Whistles
Me: Traitor
