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

Bridging a Gap

Riza did not like the way things were going. Umbridge was clearly a danger to her students, and the Wizarding government just gave her more and more power. Riza had not been oblivious to Harry's punishments at her hands nor to the general fear and unease that the woman caused in the other students. She wouldn't be surprised if there had been other students suffering the same punishment. And it was beginning to really anger her. There were too many parallels between Umbridge's abuse of power and what had been going on in Amestris.

Which was probably why she took the action she did. Riza had been curled up in a chair in the common room when Harry came in from yet another detention, clutching his hand. And she had had enough.

"Come here, Harry."

He looked up startled. He knew who she was, of course, but they didn't really interact much. Riza smiled, reaching for her messenger bag.

"I don't bite."

Harry reluctantly came over to her, and Riza retrieved a small jar from her bag. She had convinced Lupin to take her to a drugstore before they had left for school, and she was grateful for that now. Capturing his hand, Riza frowned at the red markings. This was not right. Thankfully, Riza was very used to patching people up when they needed it. Harry watched in something like awe as she smeared the antibacterial ointment over the injury and neatly bandaged it.

"You've done this before."

Riza laughed. "You have no idea how much I have spent patching up boys like you."

"And she always had gentler hands than the nurses."

She looked back to smile at Roy who had come up behind them and was leaning on the back of her chair. "You should know. Nine times out of ten it was you who were injured."

Roy brushed the bangs out of her eyes. "I knew I didn't have to worry with you around."

Harry was looking between them. "There's more to you two than Dumbledore said. Isn't there?"

She shared a look with Roy. He was the one who answered.

"I can't really say as I don't know what Dumbledore has told you." Roy ran a hand through his hair. "A truthful statement would be there is more to us than we have told Dumbledore."

"Huh."

Riza patted his hand. "Let me know if you have detention again, or if anyone else does."

Harry nodded and headed off to his dorm. She and Roy shared another look.

"Something needs to be done about that Umbridge woman."

Roy looked concerned. "You're not planning anything, are you? As much as this bothers me, I'm not sure we can do anything right now without putting ourselves in serious trouble."

She gave him a look.

Roy sighed. "Right. I know. You wouldn't do anything without thinking it through first."

It was her turn to sigh. "I just think we need to keep it in mind."

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