Everlasting
By LadysWords
Previously on Everlasting:
He felt light as a feather. He couldn't see anything for only blackness had swallowed him.
He opened his eyes to see hundred of thousands of souls.
His eyes widened, he heard voices!
'I'm in my Philosopher's stone?' He thought to himself.
"Edo.." He heard a girl's voice from the distance, "I wished you'd just wake up... "
He looked around and saw that no soul had spoken to him. He frowned… were had the voice come from, and why did sound like it was not coming from the Philosopher's stone.
"Ms. Rockbell, " He then heard a male's voice say sadly.
"He's been asleep for such a long time… I highly doubt that he will at all..." another voice responded.
"It's been – nearly seven months right since-?" he heard a different male voice say.
"I can't believe that that the doctors say he won't wake up."
"It's because of his head injury." Another females voice said.
"I heard the entire military feels guilty…especially General Mustang, they didn't believe him... when he."
"I know. They should have… though. This tragedy could have been avoided..."
"I still can't believe the chief was promoted…"
"For a good reason."
"You think it's a good reason-" Who ever had been speaking had been caught off as he suddenly heard beeping noises increase tempo. Then he heard a shout in dismay as he felt himself drifting further to the abyss.
"Wait a minute! Doctor! The patients vitals-!" another women's voice sounded alarmed…. then he heard other voices became alarmed as well.
"Edo!" He heard the girl's voice shriek.
"Chief!"
"Brother-!"
Then the alarmed voices he had heard sounded foreign to him. Then he heard nothing once more.
Everlasting 12: Crimes of the Past and Present
Memories are contrary things; if you quit chasing them and turn your back, they often return on their own.
-STEPHEN KING
"Polyjuice potion?" Ron repeated what Hermoine said to them as they were walking through an abandon hallway after yet another class of potions.
Hermoine merely nodded.
"Yes. I think that's the only why to get Malfoy to tell us what he knows about this."
"Where did you find out this potion, I don't remember reading it…" Ron asked Hermoine.
"Library."
Harry frowned, not entirely believing a mere potion would work at all, not that he doubted Hermoine's skill level at brewing to making the said potion to work.
"Do you think it'll work?" Ron wondered.
"It might be a tricky potion, but it'll be worth it, I mean, we couldn't just ask him anything. But-if we were to be transformed into Grabbe and Goyle or someone close to him in Slytherin. I think he might then, right?"
" Of course, he'll tell anything to his two bodyguards that follow around him all the time." Ron said agreeing to what Hermoine said.
It was as they were turned around the corner that they heard a girl crying.
"Did you hear that?" Ron asked of Harry and Hermoine.
"Yeah... it sounded coming from the girl's bathroom, come on let's see what's going on." Hermoine responded and quickly she grabbed his shoulder and Ron's as well and promptly headed towards the noise.
As they entered the girl's bathroom they saw the strangest thing; a ghost that was crying and a book lying on the floor.
But considering where they were currently, it was not that odd.
"Erm.. Are you alright?" Hermoine thoughtfully asking the crying ghost.
The girl ghost who seemed too wearing a Hogwarts outfits and had two pony tail and wore oval glass, like him.
OoO
It was evening once more in Hogwarts when Harry decided to walk through the empty halls, after yet another detention with Professor Lockhart.
He had decided to take a deserted hallway so he could notice the other students scurry past whispering 'Slytherin heir'.
If he was genuinely the Slytherin he'd be in Slytherin … how ever seeing as to see that he was not..
It's been like this when it was revealed that he was a parselmouth during the duel between him and Draco,
Curious as to see what the noise had been. Harry decided to look what happened only to see rubble and then looked around.. it was a mess .. then when he looked around to find a fox trapped under a rock, seemingly frozen.
"What ever has been doing the attack did it again." He mumbled to himself. 'At least it wasn't a human this time.' He thought as he sighed in relief.
As he walked closer to the scene to expect it, he then heard footsteps near him. Wondering as to whom those footsteps belonged to he turned around to find a disgruntled looking Flich. He gulped and thought, ' Not good... Filch will assume that I… -'
"You did it again, didn't you Potter?" Mr. Filch growled at him. He nearly let a groan out loud as he was quickly proven correct.
"Your coming with me Potter." He heard Filch to him before he could give the angry man an explanation as to way he was there at all.
Obviously the man had jumped to the wrong conclusion.
He narrowed his eyes at the caretaker and frowned as he reluctantly joined him.
OoO
As he entered the Headmaster's office. He looked around to see sleeping pictures, bookcases that held many books.
Like most other Professor Dumbledore had a mahogany desk with paper work.
" Be on your Bonnet, Potter." The hat spoke to him.
"I-I was just wondering if you put me in the right house." He asked nervously to the Hat.
"Yes… you were particularly difficult to place. But I stand by to what I said last year; you would have done well in Slytherin." Restating what the hat said to him a year ago.
"Your wrong." Harry informed the old school hat defiantly. Not believing in the hats thoughts of him.
Then he heard a strange sound and as he looked he saw an old red phoenix on a perch near the desk.
As he walked near it to pet it. It however, caught a flame.
Shocked Harry stepped a few steps back.
' I have the worse sort of luck this year.' Harry hopelessly thought as he saw it burst into flames and turn to ashes.
"Harry?" He heard Dumbledore from above.
"Professor –Your burn.. it just caught on fire."
Was the only thing he could mange to say out loud.
As if it were a normal thing all Dumbledore said, " Oh about time to."
"What?" Harry said stunned not at all believing that a creature allowed it self to be caught on flames.
Despite what he said "He's been looking dreadful for days,"
'More like years.' He slightly said.
"…. Pity you had to see him on a Burning Day." Dumbledore continued.
Dumbledore walked down the steps of his office.
"Fawkes is a Phoenix, Harry." Answering Harry stunned expression.
And then it made sense.
" They burst into flames when it's time for them to die... and then.."
The Headmaster continued as he was soon near the perch of where the said bird was once.
"… then they are reborn from the ashes.." The headmaster continued to inform him. While then a baby phoenix was soon could be seen, as the Headmaster told him moments ago.
"Remarkably Phoenixes... they can carry immense loads.. and tears of healing powers…" Dumbledore said fascinated as they watched the baby phoenix.
Straitening out "Harry once more I must ask of you.. " The headmaster asked of him.
"It was not me, Headmaster." He stated once more. Dumbledore quickly waved his hand to dismiss him.
" I am aware of that. However, do you have any information to shed light of this matter?"
"It might have been Draco." As soon as those words flew out his mouth his Headmaster raised an eyebrow but soon waived him off.
"Ah, but young Draco was never near the crime scene, you on the other hand were.."
"I will ask you once more, did you see anything?"
"No Professor, what ever caused it must've just left the scene when I arrived."
He saw Dumbledore narrow his eyes at him, not at all trusting the fact that he wasn't entirely telling the truth to him as Hagrid rapidly burst into the room with what appeared to be several dead roosters.
"Professor Dumbledore sir, Listen, Professor Dumbledore, It wasn't Harry, in fact I will swear in front the Ministry. " Hagrid began saying quickly as if the pace would be able to avoid what Dumbledore misfortune Harry landed himself in once more.
"Hagrid. Relax." Dumbledore informed the distressed half giant.
" I do not believe that young Harry here was behind in any of the attacks."
"Well of course you don't-" Hargid suddenly said while blinking in surprised and repeated. "You don't?" Trying to make reconfirming as to what he heard was right.
"Oh. My apologize then… oh and ... Professor Elric... also doesn't believe Harry is behind the attacks… " Hagrid continued to speak as he saw the unstressed look on Harry's face.
"I will just wait out side then." Harry then watch Hagrid gruntingly walked out of the office.
Wondering if the Headmaster genuinely did not believed the attacks that were done was not him he asked him, "You don't think it was me?"
"No I do not., seeing how late it is... you should head to your room..."
"Yes Headmaster, Goodnight."
Promptly Harry left while did he saw Hagrid standing next to the door while passed him he gave him a wave. Silently thanking him for coming up to Headmasters office to defend him... even if the situation had turned differently.
OoO
Harry soon found himself staring at the old diary he had found earlier that week in the abandoned girls bathroom and pondered as to what exactly to do with it. Should he write in it, or should he return it to his owner…?
As the diary before was too old to be any of use, he contemplated for a few minutes more before ultimately deciding to write in the said diary... but know he was the fact what he should write at the diary.
Sitting at his cluttered desk he picked up his quilt and dipped it in ink.
He lifted his hand to begin to write but as ink seemingly vanished... within its pages and as he felt it the pages were still dried as if the ink had never made a stain on its pages.
'What happened to the ink?' He wondered to himself as he flipped through the dry pages.
Curious he dipped his quilt in ink once more and wrote in the diary
'I am Harry Potter.'
Like before the ink vanished, and the pages were dried once more like before.
'Hello Harry Potter, my name is Tom Marvolo Riddle.'
'The book had a name?' He thought a bit shocked. He then speculated if this diary was as old as he thought it seemed perhaps it would know about…
'Do you know anything about the Chamber of Secrets?' He responded to the diary.
'Yes.' It replied
Again he dipped his quilt in ink and wrote, 'Can you tell me?'
'No.' The Diary wrote back but then it continued to form letters on the page ' But let me show you what happened 50 years ago..'
Suddenly the pages flipped through which caused him to jump in his chair back a bit. In the Dairy once more wrote ' June 13th
He looked at it perplexed and as he did he picked the old diary.
Then suddenly winds had picked up and soon a light filled through the pages and then expanded through his room and before he knew it he vanished entirely as the light and the diary itself engulfed him.
OoO
Harry found himself looking at memory.
He was still in Hogwarts… and still in his Gryffindor pajamas
Curious he found himself wondering the hall that were near the Great Hall only to find a boy with black hair wearing a Slytherin school uniform.
"It's excuse me…could you tell me what is going on here?" He asked of the boy who was at the last flight of stairs.
As he looked at the boy he wondered 'Could he be?'
"Are you Tom Riddle?" He asked of the boy, who seemed to be ignoring at staring at some thing else.
"Hello? Can you hear me?" He implored the boy, he was still confused what exactly was going on, but still the boy ignored him.
Wondering as to at the boy was staring at he soon found out why?
Four officials; carrying a stretcher with a sheet covering it. As they continued to carry the stretcher he saw a limp hand. He gulped ' It was a dead body.' Harry could only weakly think.
"Riddle!" He heard a familiar voice, he turned around shocked to see..
who he realized was Professor Elric standing next a younger Headmaster.
'Professor Elric? He was here back then?'
'Why does he look the same.' As Harry then noticed at his alchemy Professor looking concerned, and then turning the Headmaster.
"I hope to work with you more as the future Headmaster but seeing as how my arrival was.. I will return once more."
"You will inform your son then?" Dumbledore asked of Professor Elric.
'What a minute..Did he say Son? Then that means that's..' He then remembered what Hermoine had said last year':
" Well I was searching about Nicholas Flamel, as Hagrid let it slip that he was involved."
Harry nodded "What did you find out, 'Mione?" She took a breath and said."
As it turns out he's helped to create the Sorcerer's stone or other wise known as the elixir of life." "After I found that I checked a Biography on him, and it recently stated, that Flamel had a son, named Edward Elric in other words, our Alchmy Professor."
"Wait, our professor is the son of –" Ron's eyes bulged as he stated sudden information once more, and a sudden realization of understanding, "So, that's why Dumbledore wanted him too teach us!"
"So that means-"Hermoine nodded. "He might know about the stone already." Hermoine nodded, "It's most likely that he was the one tp put stone here at Hogwarts, for protection."
"Though, does he know that Professor Snape is trying steal the stone?"
"So that's the Professor's father, Nicholas Flamel..." Harry said to himself as he stared at that the man that was next to Dumbledore in awe.
"Yes I will… it will be use full information for the future." He heard Mr. Flamel say.
"I hope you find your culprit." Dumbledore told the man.
"As I hope you find yours." The man who he assumed saying.
Then as the Professor left he heard Dumbledore saying.
"Give Professor Hoffmann my... regards."
He saw the turn around waving, "I will be sure to do so."
"Farewell Hohenheim." Dumbledore said as he turned back to speak to the way ward student before him.
He saw that Headmaster turning towards Tom "Come."
"Professor Dumbledore." The boy said while glancing at the Professor who just leaving.
"Dumbledore?" He spoke out loud knowing know that no one could hear it.
"It is not wise to wondering around this late hour, Tom." Dumbledore
informed Tom.
"Professor, I suppose. I had to see if the rumors were true."
"I am afraid that they are Tom. They are true, those rumors." Dumbledore responded.
"About the school as well?" He heard Tom ask. "I don't have a home to go to, they wouldn't really close Hogwarts, Professor?" Tom continued.
"I understand your worried, Tom."
"However I am afraid that Headmaster Dippet my have no choice."
"Sir, if it all stopped… if the person responsible were caught…" Tom began.
"Is there something, you wish to tell me Tom."
"No sir, nothing at all."
Dumbledore looked at Tom worriedly.
"Very well then, off you go." Announced Dumbledore.
"Good night sir." Tom said.
He soon found out that Tom did not go to the Slythrin room, however instead he went to the corridor nears the dungeons.
Stoping at a hidden door he saw Tom pull out a wand and whisper the spell "Alohomora" and immediately the once locked doorknob opened for Tom and he entered the door.
He heard Hagrid saying, " Lets get you-"
" Evening Hagrid." Tom greeted the half giant. Shocked he saw Hagrid slapping a box closed.
"I am going to have to turn you in Hagrid." Tom suddenly spoke to Hagrid well threateningly holding his wand.
"I don't think you meant it to kill anyone but-"
"You can't-" Hagrid began attempting to defend himself, and whatever the creature Tom assumed it was.
"You don't understand." Hagrid continued trying to avoid an argument.
"The dead girls parents will tomorrow, the least Hogwarts can to do is make sure that thing that killed their daughter is slaughtered."
"It wasn't him." Hagrid began again.
OoO
As he was surrounded by souls he let his mind wonder.
'I should have not meet Dumbledore.. I seemed to have worsen my luck.'
Edward absentmindedly thought to himself.
Seeing as how he was still stuck in limbo within the abyss of his Philosopher's stone.
He was curious as to how long exactly he would be in the state. And to know how long Hogwarts would figure out that antidote with mandrakes.
He remembered when he first heard of the man.
Adolf Hitler named Chancellor
The leader of the National Socialist-
'Adolf Hitler huh?' Edward thought to himself as he read today's newspaper in a small muggle café in Moosburg, a small town that was near Munich of Germany.
Despite the hot black coffee, he could still feel the ice-cold winds from winter and which caused him shivered, even if he was wearing a long thick fur coat.
Sitting outside had not been a well thought out idea.
"The only reason that man is going to be Chancellor of is because of Grindelwald." He heard his father say in form him who was sitting in front of him.
He placed today's news's paper on the coffee table.
In response to that he raised an eyebrow.
"Grindelwald, huh? Speaking of powerful wizards... are you going to take that man's offer?"
"Dumbledore? I am considering it."
He looked at his father who had frowned. "What is it?"
"Grindelwald will be declaring war here soon, and trust me it'll affect those muggles as well." While at the same time eyeing the muggles that surrounded the coffee shop.
"War?"
"Yes and if I am correct it'll be catastrophic in both the wizardry world but in the Muggle world as well…I think if I accept the mans offer, and join his group and with there help I can help prevent much…"
"Who he is, exactly anyways?"
"His name is Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, and a powerful wizard, who currently is in England, and the creature of the Order of the Phoenix."
Ed narrowed his eyes. "So… we will be moving there then if you accept his offer?"
"Correct."
"What did he need your help with?"
"He wanted to make the Sorcerer's stone, and joining that Order of his."
"Edward, I am aware that you do not care for others... but perhaps you should join as well…"
"You should know me better." Ed caught him off. Stopping the man completely before he finished what he was trying to say.
"I shouldn't have attempted to have ask you then." Hohenhiem frowned at him.
"You shouldn't have." Edward merely stated.
"You'll join then?"
"Most likely." His father told him conversely. "It'd be good idea to do so, I would have more movement of trying to find Grindelwald."
"So you visit the man then?"
"Yes I suppose I will visit him at Hogwarts." His father confirmed with him.
OoO
'Where's the Professor?' was thought of many students as they waited patiently for there Alchemy lesson the next day.
"Strange no has seen the Professor this past week."
Harry blinked. "Your right, we haven't."
No one had seen the said Professor at all, not in the Hallways, nor at the Great Halls in evenings.
'Usually he does.'
"You don't think he's ill, do you?" Hermoine worriedly asked.
"If he's ill don't you think we would have been informed." Ron replied to her.
"Perhaps it was sudden." Harry
"Well, we still would have known."
"I for one am glad. My father always said this class is rubbish... learning alchemy? Who needs to if we have magic." He heard Malfoy saying in the back.
"Shut up, Malfoy. No one asked you." Ron angrily.
"Just because you aren't comprehending it doesn't mean this class is rubbish."
Several heads nodded.
"What's going on here?" Professor McGongall asked of them as she made her self-known, as she happened to be around the area at the time.
"Professor Elric isn't here." Hermoine informed the Professor.
"Not here Granger?"
Hermoine nodded. "We've been waiting for class to start... but the Professor hasn't appeared at all."
Harry nodded, as did several others, confirming what Hermoine spoke.
McGonagall frowned at the statement "I see will if I can find him."
OoO
"Headmaster."
"What is it." Dumbledore responded. Professor McGonagall looked worried.
"Professor Elric is missing, according to his students and considering the fact Professor Snape and I conducted as search to find him, but we never found him."
"Missing?"
"We searched the entire castle... from the dungeons to the astronomy tower.. and we can not find him.."
The said Headmaster looked at his college to Professor McGonagall with a worry face, "What is it? The Fox in the infirmary it's Professor Elric. I might recognize his animagus form."
"Well that would explain his current absent…" Dumbledore narrowing his blue eyes a bit, not liking where McGonagall was going.
"It would seem he might have run with enemy if that would have been the case. However, we still do not know, and as such we should not jump to concludes and for we must speculate."
Though let us hope that the Ministry does not get a wind of this
The Witch nodded in agreement as she left. "
Though…if the administrations catch a wind of this school this would be most unnerving if Professor Elric had indeed become one of the victims."
OoO
It was soon Christmas time. As it was evident as the decorations were put up and the white blanket of snow covered the school grounds announcing that the winter holidays had arrived and so has it's cold weather.
Though fortunately for Harry and Ron they were both inside and not out side, as they played their game of chess... and was it were Harry was currently losing.
"Knight to E5." Harry spoke out loud to make his Knight move, hearing the command the Knight did so and it moved three spaces forward and two to the left blocking one of Ron's Rooks.
" Everything is set. It should be ready by tomorrow evening."
Hermoine informed them as she joined them later they were playing chess in their common room.
"Everything, Everything?" repeated Ron.
"Yes Ron, Everything. All we need is now the hairs of who were turning into."
" Oh and-" Ron suddenly looked down to scan his pieces and grinned at Harry while saying, "Checkmate."
Harry sighed, "That's the third time I lost."
Before Ron could respond Hermoine cleared her throat. "Make sure that you two are ready for tomorrow." She said as she left the two.
"Don't worry we will." Ron replied as he helped Harry clean up the mess of the chess game.
It was soon the next day, and all three of were giddy with excitement.
Not that one could blame them.
After all, what they were about to do was and what they could find out could solve everything.
"Alright. Let's begin, I've got these two cupcakes with a sleeping potion, it should knock those two out long enough for us to change into them and get the information and get out." Hermoine said Harry and Ron later that evening at the Great Hall, while she held the two cupcakes in her hand.
They looked to each other and nodded, while leaving after they finished with their dinners soon.
Ron and Harry decided to hide next to the Great Hall, to make sure that Grabbe and Goyle received the spiked cupcakes, and them alone.
Harry cleared his throat.
"Wingardium Leviosa." Harry muttered the spell with ease and as he did the two cupcakes in the middle of the Hallway floated in the air.
Harry looked at Ron suddenly realizing as random it was to find floating pastries in abandon hallways. "Well... that not the least bit of suspicious."
Ron grinned and said to him, " Don't worry, only Grabbe and Goyle would eat those cupcakes…"
It was not soon after that Grabbe and Goyle came out of the Great Hall carrying with other pastries all the while eating a pastry as well.
However there attention was soon diverted as they spotted two to cupcakes floating.
All too tempting for those two they placed the pastry what they were eating and ate the one was floating.
The two boys both turned slowly to each other both wearing identical expressions at then, the two boys fainted.
"I'm glad that worked out." Harry said.
It was time to find the information what they needed and the only way to do that was through Grabbe and Goyle.
Author Notes: An Unknown girl from Johto's review made my day! This chapter will be dedicated to: BOBOBOBO, For being my 60th reviewer!
Edited by Kanathia
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