Okay, new chapter everybody. Now before you start reading, this chapter is based off my vision of people that I got from the Harry Potter books. Again, that's books, people, not movies - just keep that in mind...
Enjoy :)

CHAPTER 3

"Now, I wish to speak with Harry and your brother as well." Dumbledore told Edward.

Ed nodded and entered the hubbub of the pub again.

"The old man wants to talk to us." He explained to the other two. "Come on."

Alphonse jumped up and followed. Harry was close behind.

"Now Harry, I have many arrangements to make regarding Mr. Elric and Mr. Elric here. Tomorrow, I will send some allies to retrieve you and your friends and bring you to a safe location. Remus will be among them, I will make sure."

"All of us?" Alphonse asked.

"Yes, of course. You will need someone to fill you in on the last four years of schooling that you've missed before I can accept you at Hogwarts. Who better to help you than Harry?" the old man explained.

"They are going to attend Hogwarts?" Harry asked.

"Indeed. Now, I must go Harry." He was gone with the blink of an eye.

000

"We are going to wizarding school?" Alphonse asked his brother that night when they were alone.

"Yes. It turns out Dumbledore was the one who took my journals. He almost broke my code…"

"Really? But does that mean he knows about our, erm, condition."

"Yes, but he did not ask any questions about it. I think he's seen it before and knows how to fix us." Edward murmured, deep in thought.

"What if he tells somebody, though? We don't have alchemy here. We don't have status. If someone were to investigate, there isn't anything we can do." Alphonse exclaimed.

"He gave me information on him as well that could be compromising for him. If he squeals, we squeal." Edward said smirking.

"What kind of information?" Alphonse asked.

"He had a boyfriend – from Germany." He told Alphonse.

"Interesting."

"Anyway, he wants alchemy lessons from me in exchange for schooling for the two of us. We need some way of defense and magic seems the best way at the moment."

"I understand brother. Do you know when school starts?"

"No idea, actually. We better start studying Harry's old books soon…"

000

"Harry!" a voice shouted.

"Hello Remus!" Harry called. "Oh, Edward, Alphonse – this is Remus." Harry motioned. "And Remus, this is Edward and Alphonse."

"Almost didn't see you two there."

"Are you implying I'm short?" Edward inquired.

"Not at all." Remus chuckled.

Suddenly, man appeared from behind Remus. His hair was scraggly and thin. His face was scarred and slightly discolored. A large portion of his nose was missing and one of his eyes was a whizzing ball strapped onto his head. He also had an artificial leg.

Edward took in his mangled form, hardly flinching. Ed had been in quite a few battles and wars. He had seen worse injuries on his fellow soldiers.

"Professor Moody?" Harry asked.

"I was never your professor, Harry." The man's scratchy voice rang out. He began studying the Elrics with his magical electric blue eye. "Nice leg you have there boy. Oh, and an arm as well, I see. Interesting workmanship…"

Ed gasped. "How does your eye…?"

"Magic." The man said succinctly. "Now come on all of you. We have places to be." He led them all away from the small pub and through a maze of London streets, all the while glancing around them and keeping his wand at the ready.

"It's dangerous out in the open. Hurry up you three!" Mad-Eye whispered. Remus followed the followed the group, wand in hand like Moody.

They traveled for twenty minutes before turning onto Grimmauld Place. Moody pulled out a small piece of parchment. "Read it. All three of you." They did so, slightly confused.

Just as Alphonse had finished reading 'Number 12 Grimmauld Place', a house appeared between numbers 11 and 13. He and Edward gasped.

Moody led them into the magical house.

"Harry!" a red haired woman greeted.

"It's great to see you Mrs. Weasley." Harry didn't even try to avoid her motherly hug.

"Are these the boys Dumbledore mentioned?" She gazed at Alphonse and Edward.

"Yes. This is Edward and that is Alphonse." Harry pointed out the brothers. "And this is Molly Weasley."

"Hmmm… you two are far too skinny. Dinner is almost ready and you two need some stew. Oh, and Moody, Remus, you are needed in the parlor." She grabbed the boys and brought them downstairs to the kitchen.

A wooden spoon was mixing in a large cooking cauldron and a bread knife was cutting a freshly baked loaf on a counter as they walked in. Two more redheads were huddled at the other end of the table with a small stack of parchment.

"Hello Fred. Hello George." Harry walked over to them. They looked up simultaneously.

"Hey Harry!" they said in unison. "Who are they?" George motioned to Alphonse as Fred motioned to Edward.

"Edward. This is my brother Alphonse." Edward said to the twins.

"Your twin unison thing is really creepy." Alphonse told them looking back and forth between them. "Which one is Fred?"

Each twin pointed the other and said, "He is."

Alphonse' brow furrowed.

"Pay them no mind, dear. Come sit down. Everyone will be here for lunch in a few minutes. Fred, George," she gave her sons a warning look, "behave."

They laughed as they gathered their paperwork and exited the kitchen. Gradually, more red haired children entered along with one bushy haired girl. Various adults followed. One by one they were introduced to the Elrics.

"Ginny."

"Ron."

"Hermione."

"Kingsley."

"Tonks."

"Arthur."

"Mundungus."

"Sirius." Edward's jaw dropped at Sirius. "What?" The man asked. "You remember that misunderstanding about my alleged murder of twelve muggles?" he took a defensive pose.

"What? No, no. You look like a man I knew a long while ago."

"Mustang." Alphonse said with understanding.

"Mustang? Like the horse?" Sirius asked them.

"Do you have a best friend who is a fiend with a camera who obsesses over his family with black hair and glasses?" Edward asked.

"I did, yes." Sirius said, suspicious.

"Do you have a picture of him?" Alphonse asked, ignoring the weird looks he was receiving.

"Here." Sirius removed one off the wall. It was a picture of James Potter with baby Harry in his arms.

"Hughes." Ed and Al said almost in unison.

"James, actually." Interjected Harry. "That was my dad."

Edward and Alphonse just gazed at each other. There was no way this could be happening. An alter Roy Mustang and an alter Maes Hughes?

"Spooky…" Edward whispered.

"Come now. Eat!" Mrs. Weasley hollered, oblivious to the conversation between the Elrics and Sirius.

Everyone sat down to the delicious food and for a while, Sirius' and the Elrics' strange encounter was forgotten.

But after lunch, Sirius wanted to speak with the boys alone.

"Who is it that you think James and I resemble?" he asked.

Edward pulled out a picture. It was the one where everyone from Mustang's team was crammed in with Armstrong and Hughes, as well as a towering suit of armor next to Ed. He pointed.

"Mustang and Hughes."

"Merlin's Beard! They really do bear resemblance. That is unbelievable." Sirius was taken aback. "Are they in military uniforms?" Edward gave a noncommittal grunt.

"So, what happened to James' and my lookalikes?" Sirius asked.

"Hughes died. We lost touch with Mustang." Alphonse said. "I think I am going to ask Harry about the years of schooling I missed. Nice speaking to you Col- Sirius."

"I'm going with my brother." Edward stated. He put the picture back in his pocket and left, leaving Sirius alone with his thoughts.

000

"That picture was of two men who looked exactly like James and I. The only difference was the hair." Sirius confided.

"Are you sure?" Lupin asked.

"Yes. It was so confusing. And I don't actually know where he knew those men from, either."

"I thought he said he worked for one of them. The one called 'Mustang'." Remus thought.

"Yes, but I don't know what that means…"

"Was he wearing a uniform or badge?" Lupin inquired, prompting his friend.

Sirius tried to remember the details. "A military uniform. Blue, I think."

"He was in the military?"

"Oh, he was in the military, all right." A voice said from the doorway. It was Mad Eye Moody.

"How do you know, Alastor?" Sirius looked at the man skeptically.

"The look in his eyes." Was all he said.

"What do you mean?"

"When he saw my injuries, my eye, my leg, my scars - he didn't flinch. His eyes held a sort of recognition. You aren't familiar with injuries like these unless you've been in a war or you are an auror. He appears to young to be an auror." Moody explained. "He's also lost two limbs."

"Really?" Remus replied in a shocked tone.

"I see all, remember?" He pointed to his blue eye.

"Then to track down those lookalikes, we need to know what war."

"There haven't been any major wars in Europe in the past fifteen years, though, have there?" Remus pointed out. "And the struggle with you-know-who was barely even in his life time."

"There is something not right about that boy." Sirius murmured.

Alastor merely grunted and exited the room, his magic eye turning.

000

I know in the movies James and Sirius don't really look like Mustang and Hughes, but I see them a little different and if you go along with it, the story is more interesting.