Hi again! Alright, first of all, I want to thank everyone who reviewed. I really feel better about my story, and maybe I will continue it. Thank you for saying that my story is different! So, yeah, I've decided that I will continue with it, but since it will get too long if I continue doing it like a day-by-day story, it will be a bit more generalized. Does that make sense? LOL, even I can't understand myself! Well, thank you all, especially those who reviewed!!!

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"Welcome, Edward, to Diagon Alley!"

"Wow! Holy shit! It's...it's a whole damn city! How did you do that?" Ed basically screamed, his amber eyes growing wide in surprise. The wizarding world never ceased to amaze him, though he had been staying at Hogwarts for the past few days.

"My, my. Do you normally start swearing more if you're amazed? Anyway, this is just one of the many magical towns in London. There are many more, if you know where to look. Let's go."

They walked in silence, this time because Ed was too busy staring at all the many wonders in each store, and Dumbledore because he was enjoying Ed's expression at all the magical objects for sale. He chuckled to himself, thinking about the first time he had come to Diagon Alley, many decades ago.

"Ah, here we are," he said to Edward, as they stopped in front of an old, but homely shop. It had the words 'Ollivander's Wand Shop' written across a wooden sign on the top of the building. They walked in, and a small bell jingled as the door closed behind them.

"Hmmm, who have we got here? Dumbledore, my friend, welcome! But, who is this you've brought with you?" asked an old wizard who looked up from a book he had been reading.

"Hello, Ollivander! I know it's been a long time since I escorted someone here myself, since I've been so busy with... well, you know. But Edward, here, is a special case," Dumbledore replied. Edward hoped fiercely that the headmaster wouldn't give away his secret, but his thoughts were unnecessary. Dumbledore didn't have any intention of telling anyone unless Edward gave him permission to do so.

"Oh, I see. Well then, we'd better find you a wand!" Ollivander picked out a black, thin box about a foot long. He opened it, and took out the long piece of wood inside.

"Rosewood, 11 inch, with Unicorn hair core."

He handed the beautifully shaped rod to Ed, who stood there like an idiot, holding it in his left hand.

"I see we have another child unaware of wizarding customs. Then, I will fill you in! The wand chooses the wizard, not the other way around, Edward. It is not always clear why, but it has been like this ever since the first wands were created. So, if you would kindly wave the wand, we'll see if it's yours." (A/N- I know! I stole that from the first HP book!)

A very confused Ed swished the wand in a circular motion, and the book on Ollivander's desk came and hit him on the forehead. "OW! What the heck!" he yelled, holding his right hand on a bleeding cut on his forehead. Dumbledore chuckled yet again, and waved his own wand, healing the cut. Ed gaped in wonder as the blood vanished.

"I guess that's not it. Try this. Holly, 12 inch, Dragon Heartstring core.

This time, when Ed waved it, all the lights flickered out, and a terrifying screech filled the shop. Ed's heart stopped for a minute, because he had heard that scream before. It was Al's voice, crying out because the Gate was taking him. The wand fell out of Ed's hand, and he dropped to the floor.

Al! No! It wasn't supposed to turn out like this!

Brother! Brother, help!

"This has never happened before! I've never seen anyone react to a wand like that. Dumbledore, who is this child?"

"I'm sorry Ollivander, but it isn't my story to tell. However, I can tell you that something bad happened to him when he was only eleven, something that he feels was his fault. That scream must have been from that event."

"I see. But, is he truly older that eleven? He looks younger, to tell you the truth!"

"Hey, who are you calling eleven?" Edward said weakly, hearing only what Ollivander had said. He didn't even have the strength to come up with a witty remark, and the scream was still haunting him. "I'm eighteen," he said, smiling.

"Really? Well, that's quite irrelevant. I've got you another wand. This one is mahogany, 11 ½ inch, Chimaera scale core. These are very rare, and the most powerful, second only to Phoenix-feather cores," Ollivander said, almost proudly. This was one of the only Chimaera scale wands in existence.

"Chimaera scale? Professor, I don't want this wand! You know—" Edward retaliated, his eyes dark with the hatred of his wretched past. Nina...

"Edward, Ollivander has already told you that the wand chooses the wizard. Now, you will try this wand! Put aside your past!"

"Yes sir," He replied acidly as he took the wand from Ollivander's outstretched hand.

Suddenly, the room glowed in a golden light that was darker than even Ed's amber eyes. Dumbledore looked on with great curiosity, as did Ollivander. They were both amazed by the phenomenon before them. Ed had gone into a trance, and he seemed almost unconscious of what he was doing. The wand seemed to be controlling him, but not in a bad way. His hands came together in an inaudible clap, the wand clasped between the two. Then, they separated, and Ed knelt to the floor, placing his hands gently on the floor of the shop. Ethereal, blue light, in the shape of lightning bolts, came forth from the contact, and mixed with the golden light already present, reflecting in his widened eyes. Slowly, Ed removed his hands from the floor, and stood up. The light was already fading away by the time he regained consciousness. A light smile played on his lips, and pure joy was evident in his deep, golden eyes.

"Professor, I saw my brother. He's alive! Now, more than ever, I need to go back," he said in a calm voice, quivering slightly with excitement. "And I think I know how. I have to learn magic, and with the help of the Philosopher's Stone, combine it with alchemy. The Gate told me."

Dumbledore nodded, understanding fully. "Edward, did you realize what you just did? You were in a trance, and you clapped your hands together. Then, you touched the floor, and blue light appeared. Is this how your alchemy used to occur?"

"Yes, but did I really do that? I don't remember anything, except Alphonse talking to me, and the Gate appearing. I'll try it again." He put the wand down, and clapped his hands together. Nothing happened.

"I think you need to have the wand in your hands," said Dumbledore, frowning slightly.

"Yeah, that's probably it!" Ed replied, picking up the wand with enthusiasm. He clapped his hands together, again, and this time, the blue light erupted as he touched his right arm. Alchemic symbols suddenly materialized on it, and it flowed like molten lava into a new form.

"It worked!!! I can do Alchemy!" He jumped up. Dumbledore smiled, watching the blade-like structure of Ed's right arm with amazement. Ollivander stood in the corner of the room, his eyes wide in fearful awe.

"Well, I never... I guess, Mr. Elric, this must be your wand."

"Thank-you, Mr. Ollivander."

"Yes, Ollivander, thank-you. Well, we'll be going now. Take care of yourself!" Dumbledore said, and with a wave of his wand, cleaned up the mess Edward's alchemy had created. "Edward, return your arm to normal, and let's get going."

Ollivander watched on as the two quickly walked out. "Same old Dumbledore, curious as ever!" He exclaimed, nodding, "But what an interesting boy! What I wouldn't give to see how his story unfolds!"

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Again, just want to thank my reviewers. Sorry about the short chapter!!! But, I thought I should leave it at that, since it seems pretty decent. Tell me what you think, because I'll be happy to hear what anyone thinks!! And I know, there's LOTS of fluff in my story. Also, I know Ed's acting kind of OOC, but, well, yeah. Thanks again!