I'm back with chapter 3!

Also, in this chapter we will see a bit more of the fact ed is foreign, and speaks another language. Im not giving him an accent though, and that will be explained in this chapter.

Amestrian

EDITED (9/7/14) Thank you Empressofxing, monkeydnatsu, and (whichever guest told me about the inconsistencies)

I DO NOT OWN FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST, FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST, OR ANY PART OF THE HARRY POTTER SERIES!

Onto the story then!

Ed yawned, heading back to his new room, Ron was snoring in his bed, and Ed swiftly took off his coat, and boots, before dropping onto his bed, and falling asleep.

Chapter 3- Bonds

"I call NOT waking him up!" Ron said, while the twins, Hermione, and Ginny looked stunned and the golden haired boy below. He was curled up in a large mass of quilts and blankets (provided by Mrs. Weasly) and he seemed to be panting. His face was covered, but they could tell by the trembling, Ed was having a rather disturbing dream. They could just barely make out the mutterings from under the blankets.

He was muttering in in an odd language, though he sounded like he was in pain, the wizards above him were all confused, except Hermione who seemed horrified.

"What the bloody hell is he goin' on about?" Ron asked. "He told me yesterday. He has a little brother, called Alphonse, I think. Maybe something happened to him? He sounds like he's pleading..." she trailed off, though they all seemed to understand. The question was raised in everyone's mind. Who is this kid?

"Well, we should wake him up then." Ginny said, interrupting the silence. "We'll do it!" the twins said, seeming to get an odd glint in their eyes that no one particularly liked. However, no one objected, considering that they themselves didn't want to do it.

The twins kneeled down on either side of the blonde teen, and whispered "hey little Eddie! Wakey wakey!" the twins said. Instantly they were both holding their stomachs, though one was in a lot more pain than the other, and Ed was sitting upright, yelling something in the odd language, though Hermione thought she knew what he said. He looked around at everyone's confused expressions and realized the problem. "Sorry" he said, before spotting the twins. "Don't you know how to wake a person up normally?!"

However, no one spoke (besides the groans from the twins). They were staring at Ed's now exposed right arm. "What happened?" Ginny finally spoke up. Ed followed their gazes and his eyes softened slightly. "A stupid mistake when I was young" he said. "What do you mean?" asked Ron, obviously not taking the hint to leave the subject alone. "Nothing you need to know about" he said, this time sending a clear message.

"You speak other languages?" Ron asked. "Of course he does! He's a traveling researcher isn't he?" Ginny pointed out. "But why don't you have an accent?" Hermione asked. "I learned a lot of languages, and during my research I use them frequently. So, I guess I lost it" Ed said. Hermione looked rather skeptical, but they didn't press the issue.

"So what are you all doing here in the first place?" Ed asked. "You weren't waking up, so Ron called us" Hermione explained. Ed nodded, as if in complete understanding. "Well, I'm awake now. So if you don't mind, I want some food" They nodded and left Ed to his privacy.

Once out of earshot, Hermione turned to Ron. "You insensitive idiot!" she scolded. "What?" he asked. "Do you honestly think he's going to tell us about a horrible part of his past after 2 days of knowing us? No one wants to remember how they lost their limbs Ronald!"

"But still, you have to wonder" one twin said.

"What did Eddie do to lose his entire arm?" the other finished. "And what language was he even speaking? It doesn't sound like one I recognize" Ginny added.

"He'll tell us when he's comfortable. I'm sure of it" Hermione said. "You just want to have faith in him cause he's handsome" Ron muttered. "Th-that's not true and you know it!" Hermione said, a light blush appearing on her cheeks.

Ed was rather annoyed that he had been found out so quickly. Then again, he hadn't expected otherwise. He was also slightly relieved, hearing that he didn't have any sort of accent when he spoke English. During the train ride, Ed had vigorously practiced the English customs, forcing himself to say words without an accent. He didn't want people to pester him about his native country, and accents got in the way. It wasn't as hard as he assumed, considering he already knew a good amount of the language, and had learned quite a bit from the odd newspaper he took time to study. Even so, Ed took time to practice by being a bit more talkative than he would normally be.

The main challenge was that on top of regular English phrases, there were odd names and titles these people give. Who on earth would want to be known as the "supreme mugwump" or whatever it was? Ed had also heard the term 'muggle' bounce around, which he had concluded meant someone who couldn't use their technique. Ed loathed the word, it made people without their technique seem less human, like chimeras.

Ed gave a long sigh, he had been in the library since he had breakfast. Taking out his pocket watch, he saw it was past 9:00. That was another thing Ed didn't understand about wizard. They didn't have clocks in their homes. He was ready to delve into another book when out of nowhere he heard a loud shrill yell. "FILTH! SCUM! ROTTEN, NO GOOD HALF BREEDS, MUTANTS, MUDBLOODS, AND WORST OF ALL MUGGLES! BE GONE FROM THIS PLACE! HOW DARE YOU BEFOUL THE NOBLE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS!"

Ed was already in a bad mood from his abrupt awakening, his lack of progress, and the prospect of reading the colonel's response to his report, so when he heard this he had just about had it. he ran down the hall and yelled "whoever the hell is yelling needs to SHUT UP before I punch something!" when he reached the scene he saw a portrait of a lady who was yelling, and brandishing her fists. Sirius was attempting to close the curtain, which was somehow resisting, and Tonks was standing by an overturned umbrella stand which looked suspiciously like a limb to Ed. Next to Tonks was a dark haired boy with glasses holding his ears. In the back were a few other people, among them was Remus, a horribly scarred man, and a very tall, dark skinned man, as well as some faces Ed couldn't make out. Ed walked up to portrait, thoroughly tired of these paintings. He had seen them all over the house, and had originally wanted to study them. But He hoped that they weren't all as irritating and loud as this one. He took the other end of the curtain which Sirius was trying to close, and yanked on it, causing both sides to fly closed, and the voice to fade to nothing. "I've had it with all of you people and your racist take on society!" Ed huffed. "Can't you take it down?"

Sirius shook his head. "There's a charm on her picture. We've tried everything. It's stuck" Ed groaned. He then turned to the boy who looked relieved the noise was gone. "So who're you?" Ed asked. The boy looked a bit surprised but said "Harry. Harry Potter" Potter? Isn't he supposed to be famous? I remember Dumbledore mentioned him, so did the packet Mustang gave me. he put out his hand which Ed took saying "Edward Elric. But you can call me Ed" He nodded, giving a small smile, before turning to Sirius. They exchange a hug and Ed gave a confused glance to Tonks. "Harry is Sirius' godson." Tonks whispered to him. Ed nodded but also found it rather ironic. "So you have a boy famous for defeating a dark wizard, and his godfather is a framed serial killer? Quite the unique family." He muttered. Though, he knew he had no right to think of anyone as abnormal, what with him being a military dog since the age of 12, and his brother being a disembodied suit of armor. They were just as normal as the two men before him.

"Well, I'm starving! You guys should eat too" Ed said before heading to the kitchen.

"What happened to his arm?" Harry asked as Ed walked into the kitchen. "We don't really know. He was escorted by Dumbledore 2 nights ago, all we know is that he's 15 years old, and a traveling researcher who was orphaned at a young age. That and he has a short temper and a strong punch." Sirius said in a hushed voice "He's a muggle, that's for sure, but he got past anti-muggle enchantments without a single issue."

"Maybe it's because he was with Dumbledore" Tonks said. "That boy is suspicious. You don't lose limbs without doing something extremely dangerous, and his eyes aren't the ones of a normal boy. I don't trust him" Moody said gruffly. "not many people in the order are fond of his being here either, Mad-Eye, but Dumbledore's orders were to keep him here" Sirius said. "Besides, once you get to know him, he's not bad" As they discussed Ed, Harry stayed silent. He himself didn't trust Ed either. From what Sirius had said, the order didn't seem to know anything other than the surface information. The only comfort they had was the fact he was not a wizard.

Harry was angry. Dumbledore was here. He was escorting someone here who had nothing to do with anything, and told him everything. Meanwhile, he keeps me, who's at the center of this whole mess, absolutely nothing?! What's Dumbledore playing at?

Harry entered the kitchen to see Ed talking to Professor Lupin, who had gone to the kitchen already. "It's actually pretty normal feeling once the rehabilitation is over! But the connection of the nerves is hell!" Ed said. "I would think so, it must be a delicate process, connecting all the nerves"

"It is! Thankfully my family friend is one of the best mechanics I know! Even if she is a crazy wrench throwing gearhead" Ed replied, biting into a piece of bread. "Ah Harry! You're finally here! Ron and Hermione have been waiting for you" Mrs. Weasly said. Harry nodded, feeling slightly awkward.

"Go on! Ed, you can show him where right? The meeting is starting, so you two get going" she said, ushering them both out. "Don't forget to be quiet, you don't want to wake anything" she said before closing the door. "What did she mean, 'wake anything?'" Harry asked Ed. The blonde teen huffed, saying "something like the portrait of the evil old woman. Lots of things pop out of nowhere, or end up in odd places, or that's what I heard. I've only been here for 3 nights, and am a 'muggle', so I know just as much, if not less, than you do." Harry scoffed at this. "At least you know what's going on. I was kept in the dark the whole time" Ed laughed at this. "Well, things could be worse. At least you'll find out what's going on soon enough!" Harry was about to question Ed when they reached the room. Ed turned the doorknob before swiftly jumping out of the way, leaving a pair of arms to wrap around Harry.

Ed slipped into the room while the three friends had their heartfelt reunion. Deciding to fulfil his boredom by polishing his automail. It was a rather mindless task, but it did set him mind off of the madness that was this house, and these people. However, he was interrupted from this task by a furious yell.

"SO YOU HAVEN'T BEEN IN THE MEETINGS, BIG DEAL! YOU'VE STILL BEEN HERE, HAVEN'T YOU? YOU'VE STILL BEEN TOGETHER! ME, I'VE BEEN STUCK AT THE DURSLEY'S FOR A MONTH! AND I'VE HANDLED MORE THAN TWO'VE EVER MANAGED AND DUMBLEDORE KNOWS IT- WHO SAVED THE PHILOSOPHER'S STONE? WHO GOT RID OF RIDDLE? WHO SAVED BOTH YOUR SKINS FROM DEMENTORS?" hearing this, Ed froze. He was involved with the philospher's stone?

"WHO HAD TO GET PAST DRAGONS AND SPHINXES AND EVERY OTHER FOUL THING LAST YEAR? WHO SAY HIM COME BACK? WHO ESCAPED FROM HIM? ME!" Ed listened intently now. Dragons? Sphinxes? Don't tell me this society really has those! Maybe they're a breed of chimeras… I won't know unless I see one.

"BUT WHY SHOULD I KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON? WHY SHOULD ANYONE BOTHER TO TELL ME WHATS BEEN HAPPENING? EVEN ED KNOWS! AND HE'S A MUGGLE!" Ed had just about had enough. Harry's complaints had merit, however, it wasn't his friend's fault. Ed remembered how they had often complained how so wished they could tell harry everything.

With a sharp pang, Ed remembered how Al had yelled at him recently, accusing Ed of lying about his existence, due to a misunderstanding. The one he cared about so much hating him, because of a misunderstanding. If things had gone differently, would things have smoothed over? What if Ed had left on this mission before clearing it up? What would Al do? Ed couldn't bear the prospect of that, and Ed most certainly wouldn't let that happen to these three.

"Harry, we wanted to tell you, we really did-" Hermione tried.

"CANT'VE WANTED TO THAT MUCH OR YOU WOULD'VE SENT ME AN OWL, BUT DUMBLEDORE MADE YOU SWEAR-"

"Well, he did-" Ron defended. Harry opened his mouth to begin again, but was interrupted.

"HARRY, SHUT THE HELL UP!" Ed said. they all turned to Ed, as he had been completely idle in their conversation until now.

"Harry, these are your best friends for crying out loud! Do you seriously think they want to keep you in the dark?!" Ed said.

"If they didn't, they would've-"

"No, they couldn't! You said it yourself. Dumbledore made them swear. They didn't have a choice in the matter. These two have wanted to tell you everything, I've heard them complaining they couldn't. If you're going to be mad at someone, be mad at the old fart who made them swear not to say anything!" Ed said. Harry opened his mouth to protest but Ed interrupted again. "I haven't known you all that long, but I know you're all really close, and that you really care about each other. Don't let something like this ruin that bond you have."

"Ed…" Hermione said, staring at Ed with a new found respect. "I'm going to the library. There are some things I want to check out" Ed said, giving the three friends the room to themselves.

Once Ed was back in comfort of privacy, a thought stuck him. The old man said that their 'magic' doesn't work in Amestris due to a 'different type of power'. What kind of power was he talking about anyway? He also said it may have something to do with Alchemy. Ed had informed both Al and Mustang about this, but now Ed wondered… does this 'power' interfere with alchemy?

Deciding to test this theory, Ed clapped his hands together, and put them on the wooden floor. The usual blue light appeared, and Ed stared surprised. He had intended to make a small bird statue, but what he made was slightly bigger than it should be with the amount of material allowed.

To be safe, Ed tried the same transmutation again with a transmutation circle, only to get the same results. So this power amplifies alchemy? No, that's not right. It defied equivalent exchange entirely, giving me a statue with more material than I used. Ed continued to experiment, immersing himself in it. He was so absorbed he didn't react when the door opened and someone came in.

"Ed! Dinner's ready!" said a feminine voice. "Not now Winry!" Ed replied in Amestrian, still scribbling in his notebook. "What? English Edward!" the voice said. Upon hearing 'English' Ed turned to see Hermione Granger standing in the doorway. "Sorry Hermione, habit" Ed said, scratching the back of his neck. "No problem! What language is that anyway?" Hermione asked. Damn. "It's… Xingese" Ed replied carefully. "Oh! Isn't that the country on the other side of the sea? I've always wanted to go there!" Hermione said cheerfully. "It was pretty nice, yeah" Ed said, going along with her enthusiasm. As she went on about places she wanted to visit, until she said something that caught him off guard.

"And I heard about this place in school, a teacher mentioned it. It's called Amestris. I did some research after that, but apparently there isn't much on it since the ministry can't reach it. But even then it seems absolutely fascinating. Especially with it being a land completely void of magic! I suppose they would become scientifically advanced, or rely on spiritual methods, but I would love to find out!"

Ed was about to speak when Hermione spoke again. "Oh that's right! Ed, I'm supposed to bring you up for dinner!"

"No problem" Ed said, glad he didn't have to comment on her rambling. He began to clean up his work hastily, making sure not to leave anything behind. "Thank you Edward" Hermione said. Ed looked over, "why?"

"For back there with Harry. I think he was just confused and lashing out, but thank you for stepping in" she said. Ed waved it off saying "people who are close should stay close. In times of need, they're the ones who will help each other"

"Ed… did something happen to your brother?" she asked. Ed froze. Did she find out? I don't think I let anything slip... "What do you mean?" he asked. "When you were having that nightmare... You kept muttering something about your brother. You sounded really distressed, so I thought...you know..." she said. Damn, stupid nightmare, if that happens again… "That was just a dream. Our mother died, and our…father…. is a bastard. We don't have a technical home, so he is the only one I have left." He said carefully. The two reached the kitchen, preventing any more discussion. Ed was glad for this, it was bad enough having to mention being an orphan, but being continually pressed the way he was sure he would've been, Ed didn't think his cover would last.

"Took you long enough!" the twins said.

"Welcome to society Edward. You've been holed up in there for almost the whole day!" said Bill.

"I was doing research. Your society is quite interesting" Ed said with a grin.

"I must say, Edward, that arm of yours is impressive! I would like to examine it-" Arthur was cut off by a stern look from Molly.

"We decided to answer some of Harry's questions, and thought, as you don't know much either, you would want to be here for it" Sirius said. "And if you don't mind, we want some questions answered about you"

Ed bit his lip, thinking on this. They answer questions on what's going on, and he has to answer questions about himself. Ed sighed. "Equivalence, right? You have a deal"

There it is! We all know Ed can have his moments, though next chapter we will see more of the normal Ed. Harry's rant was directly from the book which I happened to have lying around while I was writing this. After a while I kind of hit a wall, so if the ending is odd I'm sorry!

One thing about Ed not having an accent. I know that normally he really should have at least a light accent, but I find that since Ed is a fast learner, and that he had prior knowledge, he would be able to get rid of the accent in that time if he put in enough time and effort, even if he will have some slip ups when angry.

In two or three chapters we will move on to the Hogwarts section! If there are any specific interactions you would like to see between Ed and some HP character, leave a review, or PM me! I'll try and add it into the story.

Thank you for reading

-SevenBlazingSkies