A/N: I'm sorry it took so long. I didn't die. I was just distracted.
Do you know how annoying it is to have your most popular story be the one that gets the biggest writer's block?
Recently I've come up with ideas for two more FMA/HP crossovers but I'm not gonna start them until I finish this one.
I DON'T OWN.
Roy smirked at the students' faces. Behind him he could hear Ed snickering. "My name is Roy Mustang and this is my son, Edward. We'll be your alchemy teachers for the year," he said to the frightened class. "All of you will be required to take this class for a month. Once that month is over, only the students with the most potential for alchemy will be given the option of continuing the course. This class will be physical, hands-on, and highly demanding. Any transmutations without supervision of me or my son will result in an expulsion from this class. Although my son may be a student during the day, he is a professor in this classroom and will be treated that way. Prefects can not give him a detention while in this class, so if you have a problem with how he talks to you, take it up with me. That's about it, so if you have any questions, ask Ed. If you need me, I'll be sleeping in my desk." And with that, he walked over to the desk, shoved Ed out of the chair, sat down, propped his legs on the desktop, and promptly fell asleep.
"He's lazy," Ed told the stunned class with a snort. "Any questions?" A few students raised their hands. Ed pointed at random. "You. State you're name first."
"Hermione Granger. I actually have a few questions. First, I've done some research on alchemy before, and I was told that alchemy is a dead art. If that's true, which I believe it to be, why do we have this class?" she inquired, sitting straight up in her seat.
"Where the hell did you hear that? Alchemy isn't dead!" Edward responded in surprise. "Next you'll be saying that alchemy is magic! That's like saying Havoc hates smoking!"
"Or that Hawkeye's a pacifist," Roy added from his seat at the desk, unable to sleep due to Ed's shocked exclamation.
"Um," Hermione began uncertainly. "Alchemy is a branch of magic."
Ed rolled his eyes at that and Roy laughed openly.
"Alchemy is a science. I don't know who told you otherwise, but it is definitely not magic," Ed said, spitting out the word 'magic' as if it were a curse. At this Harry raised his hand. Roy motioned for him to speak.
"Alchemy is in fact magic. It's the branch specifically dedicated to making gold and creating immortality. The only thing it's known for is the philosopher's stone," he informed them. "Oh. I forgot to say my name. Harry Potter," he added.
"First, never bring up something as sickening as a philosopher's stone when you're around me. Second, alchemy is not what you think it is. Alchemy is the science of deconstructing something and reconstructing it into something different, but with the same elements and the same amount of matter. It is against the law to create gold and there is no way to become immortal. Listen up!" Edward snapped, walking over to the chalkboard. "Before I teach you alchemy, you had better figure this out. 'All is one, one is all.' Any of you know what this means?"
Because Ed can't teach alchemy without using his teacher's line. I feel like an idiot for forgetting the definition of alchemy. I haven't read FMA in so long... Sorry if the definition is wrong.
I feel like Mustang would make Ed do all the work. So therefore he sleeps in class. He only took part in this conversation cos it interested him.
What a great teacher.
-Jessica.