OH I forgot to /N: YAY FOR SNEAKING ON MY BROTHERS PC!!!!!!!!! OwO

add this in my last authors note! No He was not originally going to remember his name is Edward… But I didn't want to give him a different name… (emo)

WARNING: ROY is kind of OOC… From my standards. I haven't watched FMA in almost 5 months… So keep that in mind. I also haven't read HP in well over 7 months….

GAH! Sorry I had to take this off… I forgot to edit it… SO peeps thought snape was Royo… D: Which is all confusing! Because Roy is HOTT While snape is kind of ugly!!!!! (no offense Snape luvers!!!!!!!) Sorry peeps! Thanx for bringing it to meh attention!

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The night seemed to last forever. Even though Edward had not been plagued by his routine nightmares he constantly woke up in the night. After the fourth time of waking up, covered in sweat, he had decided to not attempt to fain sleep, armed with a mountain of books, Edward made his was to the common room.

When the boy had entered the common room he could help not to be amazed. Since he hadn't paid attention to it earlier, now that he thought of it, it was magnificent. There was a raging fire in a black fireplace surrounded by many comfortable looking red chairs. One stood out the most- it was a BIG red chair.

Ed dashed to the BIG chair and took out Potions year 3 by… (Haven't we gone through THIS before I do have a life… Kind of…!!!) Before the blonde knew it students were beginning to grumpily get up. Deciding to get ready for class, he set down his book and walked out of the portrait hole, hoping that he could find his way to the great hall.

He walked for what seemed like hours wandering the castle. While he walked he stretched his arms and legs, jumping a little as he felt the hardness of the prosthetic limbs. Even though he had live with this abnormality since he could remember (which wasn't very long), he still felt disturbed by the fact that his natural limbs were no longer there.

"BACK FIEND!" and portrait screamed at the boy. Turning around Edward stared at the portrait with wide eyes. A knight pointed and yelled at him through the portrait.

Wiping his eyes with his white gloves Edward stared transfixed. After a few moments of staring the boy laughed. It felt weird to laugh… it felt weird to even smile, but the boy did so as if this were just an amicable dream. Deciding to continue on his quest Ed embarked and headed down a corridor that seemed to be wider then the rest.

A sigh of relief escaped him as he saw the signature doors that marked the entrance of the great hall. When he stepped through the doors he was shocked to only see grumpy teachers sitting to eat their porridge. None of the students had dared to get out of their common rooms, much like the undead. With a sigh Edward sat onto the wooden bench and scooped out some of the thick porridge from on of the metal containers.

When Ed was about halfway through with his porridge, many students were beginning to populate the four different tables. A grunt escaped Ed- He hated everyone staring at him many of the students had gawked at him which made him feel on display. With that he left the great hall without finishing his porridge, not hearing professor McGonagle yelling his name.

Seconds had passed before the middle- aged woman could catch up with his swift stride. "Mr.- I mean Edward, why are you not wearing your uniform?" McGonagle demanded. Holding out a piece of parchment for Edward to grab. Looking down Edward saw himself wearing his black ensemble with a red coat, which the house elves had so kindly mended.

Edward first grabbed the parchment then responded, as he looked over the schedule, "What uniform professor?"

At first McGonagle looked taken it back then began muttering something about Diagon alley and things like that. But Ed was not paying attention he was too engrossed reading the schedule:

Potions (double)

Transfiguration

Divination

Defense against the Dark arts

Care of magical creatures

A sigh escaped from Ed as he yet again looked over the schedule not even noticing when McGonagle had left.

"Might as well ask Ginny," Ed whispered to himself.

With that thought in mind Edward turned around and decided to chance the great hall. Turning around the boy walked through the doors which he immediately regretted after the eyes that were so diligently focused on their friends now turned to Ed. Grunting Ed Stomped towards the Gryffindor table with fists clenched.

Spotting the red head in the crowd, he decided to hurriedly dominate the seat next to her. At first Ginny looked at him curiously then saw the piece of parchment in his hand that she assumed was a schedule. Edward slowly lifted it, showing in to the girl without a word.

Lifting her hand up above her mouth so no one could see she her mouth filled with food Ginny quickly said, "Double potions, on your first day at that." As an afterthought she added, "That's really going to make Harry and Ron happy."

Looking at Ginny for a second he wondered who these Ron and Harry people were. Deciding not to ask Ed began interrogating the red head about where each class was and how to go about getting into it. After Ginny explained for what seemed like hours, Edward was finally able to get the hell out of the great hall. Dashing out he couldn't hear Ginny crying "wait!"

Finally getting out of the overly crowded Great Hall, He began to walk down dungeons and corridors. Looking around no pictures lay here. And the once amicable air turned into a sort of lamentable air. Seeing light, the golden eyed boy slowly tiptoed to the door and looked through the door that was oh so slightly jarred.

Peering inside of the room he saw two men talking. One of them had hair the length of his shoulders with unnaturally greasy hair and the most hideous nose. While the second man was tall also with black hair, but his hair was shorter and he had blue eyes. They were both wearing black ankle length robes. Which for a reason that Edward didn't know he almost started laughing at the second man for a weird reason beyond himself he kept on imagining a man that looked awfully similar to the second man, wearing a blue uniform, much similar to a military uniform. He couldn't really get a good image in his mind but all he really noticed was the ass cape in his minds eye.

Suddenly he heard talking from inside.

"look Mustang," The man with the black hair whispered. "This is my classroom, don't get too cocky just because you're in the ministry."

Shaking his head slightly as if to get rid of all weird or else unnatural thoughts the boy strained his hearing to hear them talking, When he strained his ears as if to hear them he began to hear students beginning to walk down the corridor. Sighing a little Edward assumed that this had been the potions room and entered, making the occupants inside jump.

With a smirk the boy made his way through the desks and decided to sit in the back, where he could have time to think and do other things. Pulling out the chair, the boy fluidly sat into it. And in one smooth motion he pulled his legs from the stone floor and on top of the damaged wooden desk, then proceeded to leaning back in his chair. After he accomplished this he stuffed his hands into his red jacket and carefully watched the students file in, each with a look of pure loathing- or else only the ones wearing red and gold.

No one sat next to Edward though, but he didn't care he didn't much like people gawking or even near him at that. The bell rang and many of the students made a mental note NOT to make Snape angry, for he looked livid. No one even mentioned the new face in the room.

"Why aren't you wearing the uniform, Mr. No name?" Snape hissed with malice in every word. At this many of the Slytherines laughed, like the gits they truly are. The other that Edward knew as Mustang sat in the shadows, smirking.

Edward looked up at the crooked nosed man, smirking. "Proffesor, I didn't have a uniform" He told the truth, but he didn't think that the hooked nosed man would really give a damn.

The greasy haired man scrutinized the boy for a second as though he were thinking of a retort. "20 points from Gryffindor, for sitting improperly in your chair then." With that the man smirked down at the boy before turning around. Many Gryffindors let out groans.

"It's the first day too" Edward heard a female say. He didn't care.

Writing down on the board Snape began the class, telling what to do, what ingredients they needed and which page to turn to. Grunts and moans came with this as the teenagers slowly trudged towards the ingredient cupboard. All were whispering about Ed.

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Halfway through the period the blonde was already done with his potion. It wasn't hard. All you had to do was cut up things and follow the directions. To Edward it was a talent less subject. Closing his eyes he unwilling drifted off into a sleep he was sure to be filled with nightmares.

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When Edward opened his eyes, he knew the dream had begun. Willing his eys to open. He knew this was just going to be a nightmare that he would regret having later. When he did not wake, the blonde decided to just ride the dream out and see where it took him.

Looking around the blonde saw a big white building and to his left was a suite of armor that was always haunting his dreams as though the suite of armor wished to drive him mad. Sighing Edward stepped forward, from the very moment he stepped the blode realized that this was not going to be one of the usual dreams. He was not in control of this dream, his memories were.

Soaking in the scenery the boy began to make his way up the steps and through the doors. A sea of blue overcame him as he saw the same uniforms that he had imagined the strange man in. Not able to control his actions, he just watched his other self.

"Nii-San," the armor whispered. The blonde had obviously pissed. Which made Edward question why he was so pissed in this dream.

"That Colonel Bastard!" The other Edward screamed making many heads turn towards the brothers. When the vein in Edwards forehead began to appear the suite of armor put his hands up as though trying to calm Edward down, it didn't work. "We were so close and he just HAD to call us from our mission, because of some EMERGENCY! Well guess what go to hell you dumb fuck of a colonel!"

"Mr. Elric," a blonde woman said her hair was in a ponytail. She had brown eyes and a face that didn't seem shocked at the loudness of the boy's visit. In a monotone voice she added, "The colonel needs to see you. We have…"

"EDWARD NO SLEEPING IN CLASS!!!!!!!!!" The blonde suddenly yelled.

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"ugh," The blonde woke with a fright, to find a man with medium length black hair glaring at him. At this the boy just sighed and rubbed the back of his head. "Professor, I'm done with my potion." He was surprised when he almost called the man "Mustang"

At these words the man smirked before saying, "Then make another one." The man known as Mustang had sounded deadly.

Pursing his lips and clamping his fists he resisted the urge to beat the crap out of the man. Instead he said with malice in every syllable, "What do you want me to make, Professor."

The man gave the boy a smirk before whispering, "Surprise me."

This made the boy glare at the other even more. His breath smelled of Alcohol and his was the most hittable thing that the boy had ever seen. With a sigh the boy got up from his chair and made his way to the potions cupboard to make yet another potion. With that the other man left.

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When potions ended many gave a sigh of relief, while Edward groaned. He had not had enough time to make his potion and he knew he would pay dearly for it. Trying to go out of the door unnoticed, a hand went on his shoulder and someone whispered. "Where are you going Edward? Didn't I say for you to make another potion?"

The man heard the boy grumble something about not having enough time. With a theatrical sigh Mustang said with frustration lacing his words. "Two weeks detention, meet me here everyday at 5:30 sharp."

When Edward looked back he saw Snape grinning, the hooked nosed man obviously enjoyed Mustang torturing the boy.

"yes, sir." The boy groaned before leaving the room.

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GAH! It was LITERALLY killing me to write this… I felt like they were so OOC! IT KILLED ME!!!!!! DDDDDDDDD: So now I shall reread HP and rewatch FMA… Because I am so DISGUSTED! Sorry if it was confusing at all….

NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE BETTER I SWEAR