Another Way Chapter 8: Einkaufen und Kämpfender, a fullmetal alchemist fanfic

Chapter 8: Einkaufen und Kämpfender

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In case you don't know German the title means, "shopping and fighting" I was bored.

I am sorry for the time lag between updates, but here it is.

Winry's Pov:

We'd been looking of cauldrons for about half an hour already. It was starting to seriously get on my nerves until we finally reached an open stall. Tonks approved of the merchandise, and so Ed got his cauldron. I'm starting to get really tired, and was glad when Tonks said we would be doing our last stop tomorrow. I have no idea of where we're going to stay, but I hope there's enough beds. On second thought, maybe only two beds would be okay. I mean, Al doesn't need one, and if Ed and me shared that wouldn't be so bad. Stop. I think to myself. Just because you love him doesn't mean he feels the same. So stop doing things to get your hopes up, all right. It'll just make you feel worse in the end. I realize that everyone else has left, and I run to catch up with them, grabbing Ed's arm unconsciously. I don't think he really notices. We stop in this square to get our bearings, and suddenly this boy appears. He has two goons who look like soldiers from Central following him. He begins immediately walking over to us. Though he looks fine, I get the same kind of feeling from him as I do Kimbley. One of hidden menace. I notice Harry's face darkening, and his hand balling into a fist. The guy seems to tell his bodyguards to hold, and walks right up to Ed, and gives him a face that looks like a smile and smirk got transmuted together.

"My name is Draco Malfoy. Pleased to meet you, transfer student." He drawls.

Ed stares at him, an eyebrow rising.

"And I care because? Who are you anyway?"

"Like I said, I'm Draco Malfoy. I heard a transfer was coming from my father. The Ministry tells him everything you know." The boy (Draco) sneers. Ed makes a face of mock confusion.

"I'm sorry, my unsuperior-ness of you has made me confused. I am not used to your high ways, so could you please tell what the hell a ministry is?" The Malfoy boy is taken aback, probably unused to being talked to with such sarcastic loathing. Harry answers for him.

"The Ministry of Magic is our government." Ed nodded. He's probably thinking about not wanting to become another "dog of the ministry" of whatever. I can see it on his face as he processes this. I look at the Draco guy. He seems to be recovering from his hidden insults. Finally he speaks.

"As I said, I know you're the new transfer student. Edward Elric is it? Myself, I didn't think you were the same age as us when I first saw you, but everything else matches the description given to me."

Ed is starting to vibrate. I put my hand on his shoulder, ready to hold him back. I quickly whisper "He didn't actually call you short yet," so soft I doubt Ed even hears me. Oh! He did hear me, as he's calming down.

"So what do you need with me, um, what do I call you? Draco?" Ed said, actually slightly civil. I can see Harry's shoulders droop at the absence of loathing in Ed's voice.

"Malfoy will be fine, thank you," Malfoy answers, as if he's talking to a servant.

"What I need with you isn't a need exactly. It is a request."

"That's nice. What is it?" retorts Ed, getting annoyed.

"Well, lets just say some wizarding families are better than others. You don't want to go around making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there," Malfoy said, holding out a hand.

Ed scowled. "I think I can judge who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks. I don't really need your help." Harry laughed.

"You reused the same speech, you get the exact same answer, Malfoy. Aren't those the same words you used for me in first year? I'm surprised you remembered? Have you been practicing?"

"Shut your mouth Potter, or I'll shut it for you."

"ENOUGH!"

Both boys had drawn their wands, and were advancing on each other when Izumi yelled. Tonks had her wand out, and was holding Harry's arm, while Izumi stood in between the two. Ed had his arm in front of Crabbe and Goyle, stopping them from helping their leader. Slowly the two put their wands away, and backed up. Tonks released Harry's arm, Izumi got out from between them, and Ed came back over to me. He positioned himself slightly more in front of me than before, which comforted me.

"Now," said Izumi commandingly, "Tonks and I are going to go sort out where we will be staying tonight. If anything else like this happens, I will make sure you are physically unable to do so again. That includes both of you," she adds, staring down Malfoy. He seems to recoil under her gaze, like everyone else who tries to face off with her. I smile inwardly, Thank you, Ms. Izumi. But then, Tonks and Izumi stride off, and as soon as they are no longer in sight, Malfoy gets right get in Ed's face.

"I'd be careful if I were you Elric. Right now's dangerous times. If you hang around with riff-raff like those half-bloods Potter and Tonks, and that idiot wearing the armor, it'll rub off on you." His goons laughed. I felt Ed tense.

"What did you say about them? That they're idiots and half bloods?" his voice dangerously quiet. I can see Al's own wounded ego get knocked by the sound of his voice.

"Yeah, I did. Potter here had a Mudblood for a mother. Probably better off with her killed, though he's practically one himself, seeing as those Muggles raised him," Malfoy said nonchalantly, not even noticing Harry take out his wand, face contorting in fury.

"Stup-" Harry yelled, only to be cut off by a quiet "Expelliarmus." His wand went flying, and Al caught it before it could get lost.

"So what do you say we ditch these losers. What was your name again?"

"What are you doing? Let me go." I say as calmly as possible, knowing guys seem it when girls fight.

"What're you talking about?" Malfoy grabs my hand instead. "Crabbe and Goyle can take care of Tiny over there if you think he'll get mad. That shrimp isn't worth your notice," Malfoy drawls. I start struggling but he just moves his arm from my hand to around my waist, squeezing harder the more I protest. I feel his hand running down my shirt while holding me in place with his elbow, fingering the flap in front-

"JUST LET ME GO!" I yell, and suddenly he's releasing me. I see a shocked expression appear on Malfoy's face, when he sees what's in front of him. Crabbe and Goyle are lying on the ground, Ed is standing over them. I barely notice that Harry has his wand, or that Al is now standing next to Ed.

All I see is Ed's look of fury, and I can't help thinking that maybe this time it has more to do with me, than being called short.

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Ed's POV:

"Oooh, nice reflexes, metal monkey. I'm not longer surprised that you survive attacks from antique salesmen. Anyway Elric, you might not want to keep hanging around with these people much more. This girl here looks nice, but that scary lady had issues." Malfoy sneers at me, and I can feel my self-starting to shake with rage. He's insulted Al twice now, made fun of Harry's mother, called Tonks something nasty, and said Sensei had issues. He WILL pay. I think, planning my revenge once we get to Hogwarts. But all my thoughts stop when I see him grab Winry's hand, and put his arm around her shoulder.

"So what do you say we ditch these losers. What was your name again?"

"What are you doing? Let me go." I know Winry is trying to stay calm, but I can tell she's terrified. I start walking over to them, but suddenly the bigger of the two goons (Crabbe I think) is standing in my face. I try to dodge around him, but he blocks me steadily.

"Get out of my way." I say quietly, and he laughs. Around him I can see Malfoy gripping Winry's hand, and saying something to her. I freeze, rage overtaking me.

"What're you talking about? Crabbe and Goyle can take care of Tiny over there if you think he'll get mad. That shrimp isn't worth your notice." My face darkens, and I start striding forward, but Crabbe shoves me back. I really don't want this to end badly, so I try pushing past him, but he shoves me into Al, knocking him over. Out of the corner of my eyes I see Goyle holding down Harry. Suddenly I freeze at what I see next. Malfoy has grabbed Winry's waist, and is ignoring her struggling, gripping tighter, hand around her waist groping in front of her, and I can see the other one sliding down her back-

"LET ME GO!"

Winry's cry snaps me out of my reverie. Moving almost in slow motion, I stand up calmly, and kick Crabbe in the face with my automail leg, and as I land, pull Goyle off of Harry and punch him into unconsciousness. Rage, so potent I think it might kill me, courses through my body, and I stand over them, ignoring Al giving Harry back his wand, ignoring my own victory.

I only see Malfoy releasing Winry, and the relief her eyes hold.

Because not everybody can be gay, and Draco is a perv.

I love my cliffies! But since I'm doing a double update theres really no need so….