Disclaimer: I am still broke so I definitely do not own! Only Skylar.

My brothers and I took to locking ourselves in the library to go through the many books for school we had to read. I found charms and potions quite interesting. Potions were simple and very similar to alchemy, while Charms I just found fascinating. Ed wanted nothing to do with Transfiguration, and I could understand why, but we needed to know it. The three of us wanted nothing to do with Divination at all, enough said on that. Magical creatures looked interesting, but Ancient Runes and Arthimacy were classes that really peaked our interest. Towards the evening, on the day of Harry's trail, we could hear cheers and excitement coming from the lower floor. I figured that Harry was cleared of all charges that were against him.

We were called down for food and to join the festivities. Al socialized easily with everyone, with telling jokes and making small talk. Ed brought a Charms book with him and only put it down to eat. I brought a Potions book with me, and just having a book in my hands seemed to keep the others away from me. I was in the middle of reading about a potion, The Sleeping Draught, when the book was snatched out of my hands. I looked up, annoyed, to find Fred and George standing in front of me with my book in hand.

"Vat do you vant?"

"We were trying to ask you what you were reading," Fred started.

"But now we can see it's only a Potions book," George finished. I snatched the book back and glared at them.

"I happen to find Potions interesting and easy to understand. Ed has the Charms book for the year vee are on so I settled on this one," I snapped defending my like of Potions.

"Oh well mum says it's time to head to bed."

"That's what we had been trying to tell you."

Oh, okay," my anger deflating. As I looked around I could see that everyone else had left the room, including Alphonse, but Ed, myself, and the twins. Ed was still engrossed in his book. I plucked the book out of his hands, making him look up at me. He looked annoyed to me.

"Time to head up to our room," I told him and handed him back the book. He got up and we book left the kitchen with the twins following shortly behind us to our respective rooms.

We continued with our studies for the next few weeks, but one day among them really stood out. The three of us were in our room reading when we heard crying. Ed and I got up, motioning for Al to stay, and followed the noise to a drawing room. We opened the door, and inside we found Mrs. Weasley crying over a dead Ron. Ed and I moved closer with Ed a little ahead of me. The Ron on the floor suddenly changed into something I didn't expect, my mother. Next to me Ed started to Hyper-ventilate. Behind me I heard footsteps and people whispering. Suddenly the image of my mother shifted into what we created when we tried to bring her back. Ed clutched his head and fell to his knees.

"I'm sorry." He kept saying it over and over. I moved to help him, when the thing shifted once again. This time what form it took had me on the floor next to Ed. In front of me was the body of a child, the same child that I had killed accidentally with alchemy. It had been during my time in the North. I had been sent after some terrorists that we had tracked down to a building. It was supposed to have been cleared out of everyone but the terrorists. Oh how we had been wrong. I could feel tears streaming down my face.

"I didn't know. I'm so sorry," I cried softly. Lupin was in front of us before I could blink and said a word I didn't catch. He made it disappear and trapped it in a nearby chest.

"Vat see fucking hell vas that?" Ed demanded of Lupin recovering faster than me.

"A boggart. It turns into a person's worst fear," Lupin tried to explain calmly.

"Who was that woman?" someone asked from by the door.

"Our mother," Al answered coming into the room. He must have heard the commotion and come to see if we were all right.

"What was that thing after her? And why did it turn into a dead child?" Ron asked nosily. His questions were something I had come to expect of Hermione not Ron, and the way he said them was just plain rude.

"Zat is not any of your business," Ed snapped at him. "It's our burden." he said at a whisper so only I and maybe Lupin could hear.

"Vee didn't have the sheltered life you have Weasley. Some of the things we've seen or done still give us nightmares," I seethed ready to rip this boy a new one. "So don't think you can butt into our lives and expect us to just tell you our life story!" I got up off the floor and stormed pasted the people standing in the door way. I went back to our room and slammed the door behind me. I could feel the tears running down my face again. I crawled into my bed and cried myself to sleep.

-Nightmare-

Bodies upon bodies were scattered around me. Fall of them somebody I had killed. In front of me was the body of the one child I had caused the death of. The scene shifted and the small boy was standing in front of me.

"Why did you kill me? I was only seven years old. I had my whole life ahead of me and you took it away from me."

"I didn't mean too," I sobbed falling to my knees and cradling my face in my hands. "They said there were no civilians in the building."

"Skylar..." I felt shaking. " Sky wake up!"

-End Nightmare-

I shot up screaming, as well as punching the person shaking me. Breathing heavily, the room swam into focus and I saw Edward holding his jaw on the floor. I then realized it had been Ed who I had punched.

"I'm so sorry Ed. I didn't mean to hit you. It was just a reflex."

"It's fine. You were screaming and crying out. We heard you all the way down stairs," he explained. I put my head into my hands in shame.

"Sorry. Seeing that thing brought back one of my old nightmares again. They'll probably be around for awhile too," I said trying to recover from my nightmare.

"Mine will probably start up again too," he said sadly. We both were pretty messed up in the head. Both destroyed by choices we made, but we also grew from them as well. I looked up from my hands to see the tired look in his golden eyes.

"See if someone can put up silencing charm around our beds so everyone can sleep. Then get some sleep yourself. I'm going back to sleep," I told him and he nodded. I was out once again the second my head hit the pillow.

On the thirtieth of August, Hermione came and handed us our lists of school supplies. The lists had some pretty weird things for us to get. Things like robes, cauldrons, scales, a telescope, and the dreaded wand. Even with reading about these things it was still surreal to be having to actually buying them for ourselves. A thought had struck me and I looked over to Ed.

"Ed, how are we going to pay for all of this?" I asked him.

"We're trading in our money for wizarding money. I mean we do have plenty of money," Ed smirked. Having been here for so many years we had massed much money.

"Okay," I said now going to join the other kids, who were excited to go shopping. Mrs. Wesley took us to a place called Diagon Alley. The place was bustling with people going about their day. The clothing was weird in my opinion, but I didn't voice it. We got robes, potions things, and our school books plus some others, like ones on wizarding ways of transportation. Next came getting our wands.

"Do vee have to get those sticks too?" Ed complained. I agreed with him on this one, though Al looked forward to it for some reason.

"Yes dearie. You need it to do magic," Mrs. Wesley said. Lovely I get to get a fricken stick to wave around and do magic. I'm gonna feel like such an idiot doing so and I know it. We stopped outside of a shop with a sign saying Ollivander's.

"Fine, let's go then," Ed grumbled. We walked inside and the door chimed. An older man appeared and I assumed him to be Ollivander.

"Who might you be?" he asked the three of us.

"I'm Alphonse Elric and these are Skylar and Edward," Al said, introducing us. Alphonse was in a really good mood at the moment, making me slightly annoyed with my younger brother.

"They're here for wands," Mrs. Wesley said.

"Wand hand," He said confusing us. "The one you write with." Al held out his right hand, I my left but Ed wasn't sure which hand to put out. Ed was originally right handed but when he lost that arm he had to learn to use his left hand to write with. Ed could now write with both hands but now preferred his left since he could feel how much pressured he put on to the pen.

"I'm ambidextrous," Ed told him.

"Then which hand do you use for the finer things?" he asked and Ed held out his left hand. After taking weird measurements, he started with Al. Some wands blew things up, others did nothing at all, some he wasn't even allowed to try even after they had been put into his hand. About twenty five wands later Al had his wand.

"Ah, 13 1/2 inches, willow with a dual core of phoenix feather and dragon heartstring core. Alright you next," He said pointing to Ed. Ed took even long to find his than Al hand. Many explosions and mishaps later Edward finally had his wand.

"11 3/4 inches, Rowan with a dual core of unicorn hair and phoenix feather."

Lastly was my turn and I had as many problems as Ed had. Ollivander got a curious look like I remembered seeing when he pulled the wand Ed had gotten and handed me the next wand. I felt a warmth spread up my arm and I knew this was the one.

"12 inches, Hazel with a dual core of Threstal tail hair and phoenix feather. Quite rare wands for all of you," He commented at the end looking at us. What was so special about our wands honestly, so we just shrugged it off.

We paid for the wands and quickly left the shop with one thing left to do; it was time to go to the pet store. We had been told we could bring an owl, a cat, or a toad with us to Hogwarts. Ed and Al had fought over this when we first learned about it from Hermione. Ed said that we would only be getting an owl to share but Al fought saying that he wanted a cat. In the end, let's just say Al won and we all could get a pet of our choosing. I was mostly just going to look and see if one felt right for me to get, if not I wasn't going to get one.

We entered the store and split up to look have around. I started with the owls but none stood out to me. I looked through the kittens until one caught my eye. It was an almost pure white cat with two black spots on the head and two on one side of the lower back and one on the other side. It also had a pure black tail. The cat's eyes were a beautiful green. I picked up the kitten and met up with Ed and Al. Ed had an owl while Al had not one but two kittens in his hands. Of course Al would want two. After some debating we let him get both. The first cat was pure black but all four of its paws were white and it had gold eyes. The other cat was a golden color but it had the strangest blue eyes for that type of cat. Ed's owl was a rustic brown with bright green eyes. After paying for them we left the store and realized we needed to name them.

"What are you going to name them?" Mrs. Wesley asked.

"Win," Ed pronounced carefully making sure the W was heard properly. This made Al and I laugh a little at how hard he tried to make sure it sounded right. Al and I both smiled though, knowing who the bird was named after.

"I was thinking Eir and Loki," Al said with a smile.

"Anke."

Edited!

~Laterz

20/7/2015