Hello~! I'm really sorry about taking so long, but I've been busy. It's show week for our production! Do you know what they call show week on Broadway? Hell week. You heard me. Thankfully, this semester I'm only a techie, so I don't have to worry about my lines! All I have to do is pull the curtain. :) Staying at school until 8:00 every night except Wed. is sooooo fun. *sarcasm* Indications that it's show week? A bus had exploded and there is ten times more fighting! Anyway, enough of my problems, ON WITH THE SHOW~!

Disclaimer: Abiki-tan does not own DGM, FMA, or HP. Though she would really like to. (And Repo! The Genetic Opera, too~)

"Brother! Wait up!" A tall suit of armor ran after a smaller, blonde haired boy. If you listened closely you could almost hear it panting, but that would be impossible as the suit was empty, and the soul attached hadn't had a decent breath in years. But that would not let him down, as his brother was planning something...

"Come on Al! We'll be late if we don't hurry up!" The blonde boy had turned to the suit of armor, as he was still ahead, his excitement getting the better of him.

"But Brother, I can't run that fast!" The armor complained as he caught up to his, now still, brother. Al could never quite understand how his brother got riled up so quickly, or why, when so many times in their lives they had been disappointed.

"Al! We finally got a legitimate lead on the stone, I don't want to miss this." Edward was adamant in finding the stone. He had given up hope when they had found out the truth, thinking they were back to square one. But this lead, this lead could really take them somewhere.

"You don't know for certain it's real Brother. Besides, we don't want to use the stone. It's made of souls remember?"

"But I've done research. This stone is different from the others, it's not made from souls. It's real, and it'll work. I know it." The boy seemed to shake with the passion of his words. His gloved hand was raised in a fist, showing what lengths he would go to, to reach his goal.

"Okay, brother. Then it's best if we don't miss the train. It's going to take a long time to get to this 'Hogwarts' place." Al sighed, his brother could be very strong-minded sometimes, and he had no idea what was going to happen once they reached the castle either! Al supposed that they would just have to cross that bridge when they got to it.

"Yeah." Edward's tone was final as a smirk spread against his cheeks.

"Are you sure about this Komui?" Allen asked as he raised his new 'school uniform'. It was as black as night, like the uniform he wore for the Order. His trousers were the same solid black, and the top was black with gold trimming and buttons and held the badge on the chest that identified him as a member of the Black Order. The only real difference was the back, it had the a strange cross stretched across it with the words "A cruce salvatio, post tenebras lux venit" printed underneath, and the title "Ruzakrost Academy" beneath it. The same thing was present on the new coat he had gotten with the uniform. It seemed that everyone had the same clothes but with that alteration.

"Completely." Komui said as he twirled around giving Lenalee her uniform. He smiled delightfully as his sister held up the uniform, you could almost see hearts floating around his head.

"My, darling little sister will look so cute in this uniform! Oh, and Kanda? Don't forget to giver Alma hers as well, she'll be joining you later."

Allen gave an exasperated sigh and went back to looking at the new clothing. It looked a lot like his regular uniform, black and form fitting for battle. The Latin puzzled him, what did it mean? Allen looked around to the others around him, Allen was the only one with gold trimming, everyone else had silver. He finally had a General's uniform.

"Nii-san, what does 'A cruce salvatio, post tenebras lux venit' mean?" Lenalee asked, also wondering about the Latin.

"Ah, so observant!" Komui crooned over his sister. "It means 'Salvation comes from the cross, light comes after the darkness'."

"The hell do we need it for?" Kanda grouched from his corner.

"Kanda!" Komui waved his finger disapprovingly. "Every school needs a proper coat of arms!"

Lavi was skeptical. "How is this a coat of arms?" He held the back of his uniform up, putting it on display.

Komui smiled. "The Latin here is part of it." He motioned to the elaborate lettering. "The fact that it's red stands for Martyr or Warrior. The cross is important as well. It's a crosslet fitchee, see how its like a dagger at the bottom and the other points branch off, that means it stands for unshakeable faith. Also, if you did not notice, there is a very faded Yew tree behind it. The Yew tree stands for death and eternal life thereafter."

"You outdid yourself nii-san." Lenalee gave him a searching look, then resumed running her fingers over her new uniform. Komui was starting to cajole them all out of his office and towards the room with the Ark.

"Oh, well. I didn't do it." Everyone gave him a blank stare as he smiled innocently.

"Then who made it?" Lavi tilted his head to the side in question, walking in pace to everyone else, behind Komui.

"Well, um. Ms. Hatfield offered to make it."

"The new girl?" Kanda asked gruffly from behind them.

"Yes. She was busy so she's going to meet up with us later, but she worked really hard on the crest, with Johnny's help of course." Komui replied, ignoring the rude grunt in reply.

"There has been a change in position I would like to mention," Komui started, gaining everyone's attention. "Since you are a General and also in charge of the mission, Allen, you will be called a 'prefect' in school terms."

"What's a prefect?" Allen asked, accepting his new position, but wondering what it meant.

Komui shrugged. "No idea!"

Everyone groaned at Komui's typical attitude, but they let it slide.

"Yes, now let's get going or we'll be late. We're supposed to arrive last but I don't want to take the chance." Komui rushed them towards the portal to the Ark.

Next to the Ark they were joined by Road. Road was dressed in clothes similar to theirs, a short black skirt pleated silver with a black tutu tucked underneath. She also had metallic green heels paired with thigh-high purple and black stripped socks and a matching figure-hugging t-shirt underneath her school uniform jacket in the classic tough-guy leather jacket style. Her outfit was topped off with neon-green fingerless gloves and a matching butterfly headband.

Jasdero and Devitt joined them as well. Devitt was wearing his usual black jacket with fur, only on the back was the coat of arms. Jasdero was also wearing his usual outlandish clothing, but with the same alteration as Devitt. They were squabbling about with game to play with Allen once they were able to drag him away.

Allen, ignoring them, looked over at Road and asked, "Road, did you and Tykki make the changes to the Ark?"

"Yes, Uncle! Tykki-tan designed it!" Road answered, giving an over-exaggerated salute.

"Would you stop calling me Uncle?" Allen gave her a long-suffering look.

"Nope!" Road said happily as she twirled in a circle and gestured for Allen to open the Ark.

Allen raised his arms and started to hum the song of his memories.

"Come on Harry!" Hermione argued as the dubbed Golden Trio were one their way to see the new schools arrive.

"Drop it Hermione! Why do you think that they were suspicious anyway?" Harry countered, desperately wanting to enjoy himself this year without something bad happening.

"Because they were! Did you not see how they constantly dodged our questions? Don't you think it's weird that they couldn't tell us what they were doing with Dumbledore?" She held her ground, she was not going to give up her suspicions until that had looked at every possibility.

"Maybe they didn't know Hermione. Dumbledore is completely mental. Brilliant, but mental." Ron commented from Harry's other side.

Harry sighed and kept walking towards the large open space that looked out towards the Black Lake. The castle had large empty window frames facing said scenery and the Golden Trio settled themselves in one. Hermione, still sore, leaned against the frame while Harry and Ron sat on the ledge. They waited.

Other students were milling about and they were greeted by the twins, Fred and George, as they moved to the front. They were hold large bundles covered by cloth. The trio didn't even ask. Dumbledore arrived and stood directly in the center of the semi-circle the castle made.

Beauxbatons was the first to arrive, everyone had been staring off into waiting for something to happen and not daring to breathe a word for fear they would miss it. They were starting to get disgruntled however, and there were a few grumbles in the crowd now. Suddenly, someone shouted. They were pointing at the sky shouting, "Look! There's something there!"

Everyone's head turned as they looked up at the sky and saw... a giant blue carriage. As it landed with the brilliant white horses that had been pulling it, they realized that the carriage had been larger than life. Silence pervaded as they waited for someone to step out.

A giant woman in large flowing robes, delicately placed her foot on the ground after exiting the carriage. She held out her hand and Dumbledore kissed it, saying "Madame Maxime." He gave an extravagant bow and led her away from the carriage.

"I hope they all aren't like that." Ron leaned over to Harry and whispered. Hermione heard this and shoved him off the window ledge, taking his place.

Durmstrang was next to come. Everyone was quiet again as they waited in anticipation for the next group to arrive, after seeing the great beauties from Beauxbatons, they held in wonder what the next group would look like. There had been another shout of excitement, this one heightened by the sincere joy in sighting the new arrivals. It was a ship sailing on the Black Lake, it was small, almost a dingy. Then with a great burst water sloshed around it almost like a bubble being popped. As the water exploded, the ship was lifted and was shown to be only the crow's nest for an even more magnificent and extravagant ship. Everyone clapped as it was set to shore. A surly looking man in thick furs was followed by even surlier looking students.

"Karkaroff!" Dumbledore exclaimed as he embraced the next headmaster. "Albus!" was the heavily accented reply. The Hogwarts students around them relaxed as they noticed the relatively friendly tone in the grungy looking man's voice.

Some students had grown tired of waiting and had shuffled back in to the castle, along with the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. Only the three headmasters and a large amount of curious upperclassmen were left.

Both arrivals had been amazing and breathtaking, but none so much as the last school. Ruzakrost Academy of Combatant Magic had a simply awe inspiring appearance.

Silence. Anticipation. Fear? Magic!

BA-DUMP BA-DUMP

An Artist feel? Inspiration?

No better source but desperation!

BA-DUMP BA-DUMP

Sense of awe? Silence?

No better source but violence!

BA-DUMP BA-DUMP

A class act! From all around the world! Don't let us stop you! Watch the show unfurl!

A butterfly, suspended in flight. Gracefully arching it's crystalline wings of pure light, only to catch the sun and reflect wings made of brilliant crystal. Encased in such crystal were the purest, whitest feathers seemingly made from Angels on one wing, and the purest black feathers made from the darkest sin and blasphemy on the other. The two opposite wings were joined by a silvery feathered body, long and slim. Shivers could be felt by the audience below as the mammoth beauty reached its peak and dipped down to join the earth in the most delicate of ways, as if the earth were holding back so it would not break the saintly messenger of heaven and hell. Fluttery feelings of happiness and memories of joy were spread by the butterfly. Along with the exuberant memories, a feeling of nostalgia was felt with them, knowing they were just that, memories. An eerie melodious voice echoed from the depths of the butterfly, giving way to a sense of awe and fear. It was a creature of both heaven and hell.

The music stopped and silence once again reigned in the courtyard. The school was not even going to participate in the contest, and yet it had out shown them all. As the butterfly stilled, a blinding light surrounded the butterfly. A Chinese man with a long white lab coat stepped out and blinked several time at the students in shock around him. He seemed to be holding a pink coffee mug with a rabbit on it, he was also wearing fuzzy slippers, it was almost anti-climatic to see someone like him to step from the glowing beast behind him.

He seemed to collect his bearings and turned and walked up to Dumbledore. "Komui Lee. Headmaster of Ruzakrost Academy for Combatant Magic."

Dumbledore took his hand. "Albus Dumbledore. Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Thank you all for reading! I know I'm really slow on updating now, but please bear with me! I hope to keep on making this story that best it can be!

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~Abiki