Okay, I know it hasn't been 3 weeks…or maybe it was *sweatdrops * But I really had a lot going on! I swear! I know this is probably the most used excuse on here, but I really did move! Its an adorable little duplex… anyways thank you all of you that actually did review in the time I was slaving away in my own home T.T You have no idea how happy they made me.

~Disclaimer~ I DO NOT own FMA or HP. Nor would I even want to. Too much paperwork….

RECAP

"I'll tell you, on one condition." He said, loving the last thought, but banishing it from his mind, for now. "Yea, I'll do anything, what do you want?" Ed asked, eager to restore his brother's body and right his wrongs.

"You have to go out on a date with me." He said, looping his arm around Ed's. Backing out of his arms, Ed screamed a loud, "What!" before accidentally scooting into a very shocked Roy and knocking them both into a booth. A waitress automatically popped up and said, "Welcome to Xing's, what can I get you today?"

Chapter 6

Ed looked at the peppy waitress and almost died when she saw that he was almost fully on Roy's lap. A raised eyebrow and a blush later, Ed was across the table, a menu in his face. The waitress smiled at Roy, apparently taken in by his (oh so) manly charm. Using this as an apparent distraction, Ling slipped in next to Ed, putting a hand on his thigh, causing him to jump, almost turning over the table.

"Everything on the menu, Liz, thanks." The prince said, and then turned back to Ed, who shuddered. 'It's for Al.. I can handle this…even if it IS sexual harassment!!!' Ed thought, clenching his teeth and balling his fists, trying to keep from having a fit again.
Roy looked between Ed, who looked like he was trying to remain pleasant, and Ling, who was either oblivious or just plain stupid. Looking at him, it seemed both were true. But why Ed? He does have that unspoken charm that only seems grows when he's pissed? Speaking of charm..

"Hey, Ed, where did you go? Your face is so red, I swear its blending into these red leather seats. Or is it because your short.." Roy started, but abruptly cut off when Ed gave him that 'say one more word and you will find yourself unable to get it up for the remainder of the summer' look. Roy shivered, but not because of fear. That look was…too cute! If Ed had any idea how adorable he looked right now to Roy, he would probably get punched in the face. With Ed's metal arm.

Ed looked at the menu after a particularly loud complaint from his stomach. 'Fine, if this is going to be a date, lets milk it for all its worth' he thought, and proceeded to order every other thing on the menu. Ling did the same as Roy just got a cup of coffee.

Their order came fast, too fast in Roy's opinion. Shouldn't good food take time to prepare? He took the pair of chopsticks from the blushing waitresses outstretched hands, and tried to use them. After trying and failing miserably for about the 5th time, the waitress took pity on his stubborn ego, and brought the three of them a set of silverware. Ling looked dubiously at the silverware, and took a fork out of the rolled up napkin.

"You can…eat with these things?" He asked, his voice showing how skeptical he was. Roy and Ed both raised their eyebrows at him, obviously not used to someone who can't use a fork. Ling looked up from his "observations" and smiled. "Just kidding" He said, and then dug in.

"Hey, that's my steak!" Ed yelled, trying with out much luck to snatch away the prize from Ling's fork. Ling opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the whole thing. Ed pushed his lower lip out and pouted, causing the two men to gape at how adorable he was. Ed then swooped down and swiped Ling's chicken leg.

"Well, that was mine. So I guess were even." Ling said, as he started shoveling food into his mouth as fast as he could. Ed followed suit and soon, the food was down by 1/3.

Roy decided that the foreigner was having way too much fun with a certain short alchemist, so he decided to join in. "Ne, Ed, why don't you order some milk? You've been seeming shorter lately, and people are starting to get concerned." Roy stooped down low in his seat to avoid a flying butter knife, which imbedded itself into the seat behind him.

"That's not good, Ed. You have to drink your milk. And no throwing knives; it's bad table manners. All good little children drink milk." He said. Roy turned around as he felt a tap on his shoulder, swiveling his head to stare into Albus' blue, bespectacled eyes.

As his attention was diverted, Ed lunged across the table and dumped his milk on Roy. "I---AM NOT----SHORTTT!!!!" He bellowed, causing all eyes in the restaurant to swivel towards their table.

Roy smirked. Trust short comments to get him distracted from his current 'problem' then he put on his best scowl, and proceeded to fling a spoonful of Ling's mashed potatoes at Ed, but missed and hit Ling. A smile that spoke of revenge flashed at him as he jumped up, yelling, "This means war!"

Ling picked up the bowl of peas, and flung it at Roy, who ducked, making the peas splatter all over the face of Dumbledore, who was still standing behind him. He looked sternly at all three of the younger men, and they all froze. Suddenly he broke out into laughter, with Roy, Ed, and Ling following suit.

"That…was…hilarious! Man, you should see your faces" Ed choked out over his laughter. Suddenly, he felt a murderous stare coming straight at him, and he swiveled around in his seat to stare straight into the face of Lan Fan and her grandfather. Ed gulped. Lan Fan kinda reminded him of Winry, with the way she was glaring at him.

"Young master! You destroyed the restaurant again! How many times must we ask your father for more funding because you destroy the restaurant?" She asked, exasperated. Ed just rolled his eyes as Roy stared at Ling, wondering just how many times he had destroyed the restaurant and under what circumstances. Then he realized he really didn't want to know.

"Excuse us, would you." Albus said politely to the people of Xing. He then nodded at Roy and Ed, saying, "Mr. Elric, Mr. Mustang, this way, if you please. I'm afraid we are going to have to rush, due to an unforeseen accident. We still have to get all the necessities for your stay at Hogwarts."

At this statement, Ling's face lit up. "You're going to Hogwarts too? I'm starting this year as well! I hope were in the same house!" He waltzed away as a couple waitresses and waiters hurried forward to clean up the mess. Ed and Roy nodded their heads at the retreating backs of their new "friends".

"Okay, now, we have much to do, and so little time to do it." Albus stated, leading them away with a hand on each of their shoulders.

"Where are we going first? I've already have all my…SHIT!!! I forgot my books in the restua…" Ed started cursing, only to feel a double tap on each side of his back. He whirled around, and started to believe that he was literally going insane now.

Standing in front of Ed were 2 identical people with flaming red hair and identical grins on their faces.

"Hi. I think," said the one on the right.

"You forgot," continued the one on the left.

"These" They finished what they were saying at the same time, each holding out Ed's bags full of books. Ed took them from the twins, and murmured a quick thanks, before turning to leave.

"That was a bloody brilliant food fight. Too bad it didn't last long. Are you a new first year? My names George, and this is Fred. Oh, hello Professor Dumbledore? I see you've gotten all of that muggle dye out of your hair, that's a shame. Purple really seemed to be your color."

At that statement, Ed choked on his own spit, rounding around to look at the old professor, who was conveniently humming a few bars of Mozart and looking away. He turned back around to face the twins, his trademark grin on his face as he saw the two boys in an all-new light.

"You know what, that sounds like a really good idea. But don't you think a hot pink would be a much preferable color? I mean, look. It would look right at home there." Ed said, pulling a few strands of white hair forward.

"While I find this conversation highly amusing, we still have to get you and Mr. Mustang the rest of your supplies. Good day, Mesrs. Weasleys." Albus said, striding down Diagon Alley at a relatively quick pace for such an old man.

The two alchemists ran after the headmaster and almost ran into a couple of vendor stalls along the way. They stopped in on several stores, crossing items off the list as they went. After letting Ed purchase several potions items that weren't on the list (Its like alchemy, he said), and giving in to Ed's puppy eyes when he said he wanted an owl (He got a really cool pitch black with a white underside one), they finally arrived at Ollivanders.

Albus, Roy, and Ed all walked into the wand shop, with Ed and Roy looking around curiously as they went in. They stopped in front of a counter, ringing a bell on it and waiting. After a few seconds, an old man with startling hazel eyes appeared at the end of the rows of boxes behind the counter.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." He called to them, fixing the boxes with his wand as he went along. He stopped in front of the counter and looked curiously at the two alchemists. Spotting Dumbledore, he stepped forward, arms outstretched as he shook hands with his old friend.

"What brings you here today, Albus? Hogwarts business, I presume?" He asked, raising his eyebrows at the two alchemists. They looked at each other and Roy said quickly, "Foreign exchange program. I'm to be the newest hand-to-hands combat teacher at Hogwarts, and Edward here is going to be a student."

Ollivander looked at Albus. "Hand-to-hand combat?" He asked, his eyebrows completely disappearing into his hairline. "Why in the world would we need that for?"

Roy stepped forward, relieving Albus from having to explain it all. "Because, we wizards put too much in stock with our wands. We need to know what to do when we get it taken from us, or have it broken, during a duel. Therefore, instead of standing around like lugs waiting for someone to hex them, the students will be able to attack without their first choice of weapon."

"But that's a muggle way of fighting!" Ollivander protested, obviously against the very idea. Roy smirked. "Yes, but they aren't just going to be fighting. I will teach them how to train their minds as well, find their inner selves, which is supposedly where our inner magic lies. In doing this, they will learn things twice as quickly because the blood is flowing aster, sending signals to the brain at a quicker rate." He explained.

Ollivander nodded slowly. "While I may not completely agree with it, it does make sense to try and help the younger generation. Us old folk have had to adapt too much to adapt to a new way of magic." He said, sighing. He then perked up. "You both came in here for a wand, correct? May I inquire as to the reason you don't already have a wand yourself. Mr…" He said, searching for his name.

"Mustang. Roy Mustang. And where I come from, our magic comes from within, not through expelling it through wands. But I would like to keep this fact a secret, if you don't mind." He said. He just met this man, and already he felt that he could trust him. Maybe it was the way his eyes just seemed to peer into your soul. Or maybe it was the way he continuously asked questions. Either way, if he was a friend of Dumbledore's, then he was probably safe.

"Alright, which of you would like to go first? How about your, young man." At this, Ed jumped forward, yelling, "Who's so short that even a microscope would never be able to find him?!" Ollivander looked quite startled, then asked, "What's a microsco…oh never mind, just stick out your wand arm, if you please."

Ed stuck out his left arm, and Ollivander pulled a measuring tape out of nowhere. It started measuring him on its own, as Ollivander rifled through the countless boxes behind the counter.

Ollivander took down one box and took out the wand inside. Inside was a sleek silvery-black stick (Wand, Ed corrected himself in his mind) that looked as if it had been polished a lot. He took it from the man's outstretched hand and felt as if electricity was running through his body. 'Or magic' he thought, since it felt a bit like alchemy.

"This one is sort of unusual, but with you being so unusual yourself, I thought it would fit. Its made of a branch from a blood oak and instead of one hair, the unicorn gave me two tail hairs." Ollivander said. Ed smirked. Of course he would get the unusual one.

"Well, wave it a bit. See if it chooses you." Ollivander said, and Ed complied. He waved the wand, and a shower of silvery dust snowed on the people in the room.

Ollivander looked pleased. "A first-wand attempt, huh? That's good. It saves the trouble of looking for another compatible wand," He explained. Ed looked harassed.

"Why the hell did you want me to stick out my arm if you weren't even looking?" Ed asked. Ollivander smiled. "Well, I had to do something other than look for your wand. It comes with the job; unbeknowingly harassing my customers." With that, he started laughing.

Ed looked affronted. Then he cleared his throat. "Roy, your turn." He said, turning around and walking over to a rickety looking chair by the window. He sat down, and crossed his arms and legs. In no time at all, everyone in the store heard light snores coming from the younger man.

Roy stared at Ed. Who knew he could fall asleep so fast. 'He must be exausted, though.' He thought. Ollivander looked like he was about to ask him to stick out his "wand arm" but a glare stopped him. Since they knew about his little "prank", he couldn't play it on them. Ollivander went behind the counter for about a minute, then came back with another box.

Uncovering the lid, Ollivander pulled out a sleek reddish-brown wand, with a pretty dull shine to it. "This wand is made of holly-wood, with a core of a feather of a black phoenix." Dumbledore gasped.

"A black phoenix, you say?" He said, looking intently at the wand in question. Ollivander smiled. "Yes, and it was extremely hard to find." Handing the wand to Roy, he said a little "Give it a wave" and Roy complied. Heat, burning, yet comforting, coursed through his veins, like a caress from a lover. He waved the wand, and a blue ball of fire shot out. But oddly enough, it didn't burn anything.

Ed, completely oblivious to the anomaly behind Roy's new wand opened his eyes and stretched. He stood up from the chair and stretched his leg muscles. "Oh, man, I really needed that nap. Are we ready to go?"

Ollivander stepped behind the counter and rang up the two wands. Ed paid for both of the wands, against the protests of the older alchemist. 'Ok, Ed. You wanna play the good samaritian? I'll definitely pay you back somehow.'

Completely oblivious to the resolve now burning in Roy's eyes, Ed and Albus walked through the door, with Roy contemplating how he was going to pay him back. After all, Roy hated being indebted to someone.

They headed to the Leady Cauldron with their bags in tow. Albus had already bought two rooms for the alchemists, since it was by his request that they come. They both headed up to their respective rooms after saying a good bye to Dumbledore.

"Well, I'm going to sort my things and start reading my books. The door isn't going to open until the 3oth of August, so don't try until then. Have a nice sleep!" And with that, Ed, with his arms laden down with all of his bags, stepped inside room number 11, and closed the door right in Roy's face. Roy sighed.

'Well, I guess I have more time to figure out how to repay him.' He thought as he walked down the hall to room number 7 and going inside, wondering vaguely how Ed was going to eat locked up him his room. Then he shrugged, knowing that there was no way he would be able to break the door down, having felt alchemical energy from the room right after he started walking away.

He opened his door and stepped inside, dumping all of his things onto the floor. Rubbing the bridge of his nose, he sat down on the surprisingly soft bed. 'huh, this bed feels…so soft..' Was his last thought as he drifted off into the first dreamless sleep he had had in a while.

Okay… How did you like it. I know! Its longer this time! I'm getting the concept finally. Yes, I kinda had to rush a few items cuz, well, we all want to go to Hogwarts already, right? Please review and tell me what you think.