Author's Note: I do not own FMA, Harry Potter, or their characters. This is AU and set during the fifth book.

A Moment's Peace

Riza sighed and closed her eyes as she sank onto her bed in the room she and Mustang had been assigned. The redheaded woman, Mrs. Weasly, hadn't been happy about their insistence on sharing a room, but she had been overruled. The past few days had been hectic. With their agreement to attend Hogwarts, the two military officers had been thrown into preparations that they hardly understood. Well, Roy was. She was mostly ignored by the adults.

At least they had an idea about the situation they found themselves in. Apparently, these wizards, as they called themselves, were in the middle of a war or at least the start of a war. As far as she and Roy could tell, the major issue was one group believed in keeping pure bloodlines while the other, the one they were stuck with, accepted any individual with magical talent. There was also some very powerful wizard behind the pureblood movement that believed and seemingly delighted in killing and torture. She could see why this group was against that.

Still, their entire strategy was based on having a fifteen year old fight one of the most powerful wizards in existence, and Riza had grave doubts that it was feasible. Especially since they were keeping the kid in the dark as much as possible on the subject. But their war wasn't really her problem. Her problem was keeping her colonel and herself in one piece, so they could get back to Amestris.

The bed dipped with additional weight, and a warm body settled against her.

"Are you awake, Hawkeye?"

She didn't bother opening her eyes. "Yes, sir."

There was a frown in his voice. "I think you're going to need to stop calling me that. At least for the time being. These people aren't going to understand or believe us if we tell them the whole story, and I'm not sure it would be wise to do so."

"Yes, sir."

He sighed and started playing with her hair. They had spent the day with Mrs. Weasly doing the shopping for all of the students in the household as well as their own supplies. A long day of moving from one store to another. The man who looked like he had been through Ishbal, Sirius Black if she remembered correctly, had offered to pay for any supplies that she and Roy would need. Most of the things they bought were for Roy, including a wand, but she had walked away with school robes and a cache of arts supplies and books to keep her entertained. Unfortunately, there was no where for her to get spare ammunition for her weapons, not that she had broached the subject with any of the wizards, but she had enough on her unless there was a major firefight.

They were alone in a foreign land, caught in a war they knew next to nothing about, and the people who had offered them any help were weird even by an alchemist's standards. But what else could they do? Roy was certain that getting them home would take some rather extensive research, and the library at a school for wizards was as good a place to start as any.

Roy's arm crept around her waist, and he tucked his face against the back of her neck.

"Stop worrying, Hawkeye," he mumbled. "I'm trying to take a nap. That's an order, by the way."

Riza smiled and let the sound of his heartbeat lull her to sleep.

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