A/N: Oh dear Gate. . . How did I do this? This is the first totally new chapter, and it's over 1000 words by it's self . . . . O.o And I started it today. . . . What have I done. . . .

Disclaimer: For the last time I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING!

Central Headquarters, Amestris.

One day, a little after lunch, Edward Elric could be seen being dragged into Central HQ by his, far taller, younger brother. He could also be heard cursing said brother out.

"Okay Al! Let me go, I'll walk from here!" He yelled at his brother, who let go of his arms.

After dusting off his trenchcoat in an effort not to look like a homeless person, he walked through the large door as if he hadn't been cursing enough to make a sailor blush.

Ed walked over to the receptionist who told him, though slightly terrified, that Colonel Mustang and the Führer were waiting in the Colonel's office.

Alphonse was told he'd have to stay in the visitor's room by the apologizing receptionist who explained the Führer said it was confidential.

Ed sulked towards the office on the second floor, glaring at any soldier who looked at him.

Tossing the door open with unnecessary force, he was greeted by the startled faces of Breda, Havoc, Falman, and Fuery, as well as the passive, but slightly annoyed, face of Riza Hawkeye who gave him a disappointed frown.

Ed slowly closed the door, not wanting to anger Lieutenant Hawkeye, and walked up the the lone female.

"They're waiting in the Colonel's room?" He asked.

"Their waiting for you with someone, Edward." She said, giving him a warning so he wouldn't be surprised or rude when he saw the extra person.

"Thanks." Hawkeye nodded and went back to her paperwork.

He walked up to the inner door that led to Mustang's office. He knocked, waiting a second before opening the door.

"Sorry I'm late." He said, sitting down at his customary place in the black chair on the right side of the desk.

He looked around spotting the Colonel not in his chair but standing behind it, in his chair was Führer Bradley. The oddest sight for him though was the very elderly man sitting in the seat next to him.

"Fullmetal, good to see you again. Would you like a melon(1)?" King Bradley said handing said fruit to Ed.

Not sure how to respond Ed thanked him and grabbed the melon.

"Now down to business. Fullmetal, this is Albus Dumbledore, he's the headmaster at a school out of country. Albus, this is Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist." He explained.

" here would like you to attend his school Fullmetal." Mustang told Ed, who gave him a are you kidding me look.

"Thank you Mustang. Albus would you like to explain this to young Edward?"

Dumbledore thanked the Führer before turning towards Ed.

"As your leader told you, I'm Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry." A small look over at Mustang told Ed this wasn't something he should laugh about. "I understand you are what you call a scientist, so should I give you a demonstration?" Ed nodded, it was the only way he was going to believe it.

Dumbledore raised his wand and pointed it at the melon now sitting on the ground next to Ed.

"Wingardium Leviosa." He said with the typical swish and flick.

Slowly the melon raised off the ground, the higher it went the wider Ed and Mustang's eyes widened.

Dumbledore slowly lowered the melon back to the ground.

"Now , you also have magic, but your's was rather late blooming. However I owe your mother to give you the best possible magic education possible, so I would like you to join our school." He told Edward.

Ed looked up at him, gears turning in his head.

"Sir, could you give us some time with him? We need to discuss if he is going what cover he should have, don't want any children getting ideas." Roy said, subtly giving the hint they wanted to talk alone.

Albus walked into the next room, leaving them alone.

Bradley turned to Ed.

"Fullmetal, I want you to go to this school." He said, shocking Edward.

"If you don't mind me asking sir, why?"

"We do not have any relations with this group of people, and they're obviously quite powerful." Ed nodded seeing where this was going. "I want you to spy on them but also establish a good connection with them. Do you accept?"

"Yes sir." He said.

Bradley smiled, "Good." He waved the Colonel over. "GIve him his cover."

Roy handed him a small folder, just like the ones he usually got for missions.

"Your cover for your connection to the military is that Colonel Mustang is your legal guardian, and you often join him at work. The reason your brother isn't going is because Albus told us he has very little magic. Do you understand Fullmetal?" Bradley asked.

Ed gave a nod.

"Good, Mustang could you call Albus back in? I would get up, but as I've said, getting older means you don't function as well as you used to." Bradley gave his trademark embarrassed grin.

"Yes sir." Roy said as he walked towards the door.

Albus was interrupted from conversing to Breda and walked back to the desk

"So have you decided ?" He said, as he took a seat again.

"Yes, I'll go to your school for a year. We'll see from there." Edward replied, his infamous stubbornness rising to the surface.

"Very well, I'll send someone to pick you up in, shall we say, a week. You'll pick up your supplies and stay for the rest of your time taking remedial lessons." He said, and handed the Hogwarts sealed letter to Edward.

"Good day gentlemen." With that he apperated, confusing the hell out of the two state alchemists.

"Well, what an exciting day. Mustang could you give me a hand up, I have some paperwork that needs to be done." The odd führer said joyfully.

When he left Roy turned around and sat in his chair giving Ed a serious look.

"Fullmetal, this is an order. Go to Resembool and get a repair before you leave,don't want your automail braking in the middle of another country. Take your brother too, he'd probably be happier with Miss Rockbell." He said, hiding the fact that he was worried.

"Whatever Colonel Bastard." He said, though in truth he was thankful for the suggestion.

"It's just common sense Pipsqueak."

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT THE AN QUARK COULD CRUSH HIM!"(2)

A/N: As much as I love to write the others, Ed, Mustang, and Führer King Bradley will always be some of my favorites to write.

(1): I had to, okay! Even though this is mainly based on 2003. It's a hilarious scene. . . Plus, it was Bradley randomly giving Ed a melon than disapearing through a window.

(2): I always feel like Amestris is slightly ahead of us in relation to our understanding of the molecule, because of Alchemy.