" WHAAATTT!"

Well now your probably wondering why that cry has just erupted from the throat of one…vertically challenged, blonde haired, golden eyed alchemist. Well it all started that morning.

Ed had been sitting, as usual in his blue boxers and white undershirt at the kitchen table, holding a cup of steaming freshly brewed coffee in his left hand. He sipped it while reading the morning newspaper. His armor-clad brother, Alphonse, stood at the stove with a ratty pink apron on (since it was the only color apron they had and never had bothered to buy a new one of different color an d better condition) making a breakfast of bacon and eggs for his brother.

" Here you go Ed. Now eat up and drink your milk." Alphonse said, saying the words ‘and drink you milk’ extremely casually.

" No way! I am not drinking that discussing byproduct of cattle!" his brother exclaimed and Al sighed.

" Fine, but you’ll never grow taller if you don’t." Alphonse said, taking the milk away, and walking into the living room, no doubt to give the milk to a cat he had hidden away from Edward in his armor, Edward yelling the word traitor after him.

After a few minutes Al came back in with a stack of mail in his hand.

" Okay Edward for you we have a letter from Winry, saying something on the envelope about automail," Al said and Ed promptly chucked that one out the window " A letter from Lieutenant Armstrong," and Ed chucked that one out the window along with poor Winry’s letter " and one from the Colonel. Don’t throw this one out the window Ed or he’ll blow our house up like last time" al said, handing Edward the letter, referring to the last incident in which Edward had thrown Roy's letter into the fire but it didn’t burn. Instead it put out the fire and left them with no heat for a week before sending them another fire proof one and the other incident where Edward had thrown the letter out the window and it had exploded… engulfing their entire house in flames!

The elder brother took the letter and opened it, taking out and unfolding a piece of paper with his name on it. He looked it over then read it allowed to his brother

" ‘Dear Fullmetal,

Don’t try to throw this letter into the fire like last time, and I’ve fire proofed this one also. Anyway down to business. Sorry to get you away from your break but you need to report to headquarters immediately’ Damn it can’t he leave me alone for one month!" Edward exclaimed breaking off from reading the letter.

" Just please read the letter Ed." Alphosne said, sighing and Edward continued to read

" ‘ We’ve found a lead on the Philosophers Stone that I’m sure you’ll be interested in. I’m sure you’ll kill me for this but on this mission/opportunity your brother can’t come’ WHAAAAATTT!"

And that brings us there where we are now.

"WELL WHY THE HELL NOT!!?" Edward yelled, throwing the letter down on the floor and stomping it into the ground.

" Calm down Edward. I have a plan." Alphonse said

So the boys reported to Central and to Mustangs office. Handcuffed together.

"I’m not leaving without Al, Colonel. No way, no how." Edward said in a very serious and determined voice, crossing his arms.

" You can’t bring him along Fullmetal and you know it." Roy said stubbornly.

" Well then I guess I’m not going." Edward said, equally stubborn.

" You will go, if I have out use force." Roy said, holding up his gloved hand, ready to snap them into oblivion.

Edward took a step back, as did Alphonse at mention of the threat but suddenly the door to Mustangs office opened.

" There will be no need for that, Colonel Mustang, I assure you." An elderly man said. He had white hair and wore robes and half moon glasses.

" Ah, Professor Dumbeldoor, so good to see you. Well these are the famous Elric brothers that I’ve told you about. The tall one is Alphonse and the little on is Edward." Mustang said, and at the word ‘little’ Edward went nuts, but the chain of the cuffs that connected himself and Alphonse held the young state alchemist back from throttling his superior.

" Well I’m very happy to report that Alphonse will be able to accompany his brother to Hogwarts. We’ll just tell the students that it’s a hobby that he likes to wear large suits of armor like that." Dumbledoor said and smiled as Edward got a huge smile on his face and put his arms around the large suit of armor in as big as a hug as his small body could give.

" Yeah, see brother I told you that everything would work out!" Alphosne exclaimed.

" No you didn’t but yeah!" Edward exclaimed. He gave a huge toothy grin and smiled at all, giving him thumbs up, and Al did the same.

" Well, that settled, your term begins on September 1, you’d better start studying. You have five years of material to learn in about a month." Dumbeldoor said. He took out a stick and waved it and suddenly two huge stacks of books appeared on Mustangs desk. Mustang didn’t look amazed like Edward and Alphosne did. But soon Edwards shocked look turned into a frown. He rested his chin in the middle of his thumb and his index finger, then rested that shoulder of that hand on his other arm in a look of intence thought.

His brows furrowed and his frown grew bigger as he continued his thinking. Finally, after a few moments of a look of intense thought he sighed heavily and his face relaxed.

" I’ve heard about that sort of thing." Edward said, pointing to Dumbeldoors wand- " But I never thought it was real."

" Yes well I’ve heard about alchemy but I’ve never seen it. Well I’ll have to see it at school. You two will be staying at a local inn." Dumbeldoor said, bidding Mustang a goodbye and activated a ball of string portkey, with Ed and Al in tow.

(Skip to September first)

Edward and Al had gotten their robes and supplys the day before and learned all of the four years worth of information, but hadn’t bothered to use any of it, edward claiming it was ‘all a load of bull’. Edwards robes, were of course, red and Als where the regular black.

Edward was more then a bit angered by the fact that the brothers had had to get up at 6:00 in the morning just to get there at 11. So he was currently sitting in a train compartment, shaken up and still trying to figure out the entire Platform 9 and 3 quarters trick. Al was still his cheery self and the two where currently playing card, Al making sure to check Edwards sleeves for any hidden hands of cards.

" I win again!" Alphosne exclaimed happily, which made Edwards’s mood worsen. So he simply imagined himself killing Mustang and ramming him into the ground, which improved things very slightly.

Suddenly there was a knock on the compartment door. It opened to reveal a group of three, a girl and two boys in the doorway.

" You mind if we sit here? Everywhere lese is full." The boy with messy brown hair and broken glasses said.

" Well except for Malfoys but we wouldn’t be caught dead or alive sitting there." The boy with red hair and freckles said.

" Sure, and who is this Malfoy guy?" Edward asked, resting his head of his right hand, which rested on the windowsill.

Just then, like magic the door opened the reveal a young man with blonde hair and pale skin.

" Speak of the devil." Ron muttered under his breath.

" Hello Potter. Oh I see you have new followers. Well they’ll fit in nicely with your group. A shrimp and a freak in armor." Malfoy said, standing, smirking, in the doorway with his arms crossed.

At his words Edward visibly stiffened and froze. Al seemed hurt by Malfoys words but didn’t say a word.

" Say that again." Edward hissed, looking at Malfoy in his most scary way. His pupils shrunk in anger and his fists clenched.

Malfoy back up, tripping over Crabb and Goyle in the process as Edward stood up and walked over, glaring knives and every other sharp object imajinable at the Slytherin boy. He slammed his hand into the doorframe, breaking it and just stood in the doorway.

Suddenly his hand shot out, grabbing Malfoy by the collar of his cloak and lifting him off the ground.

" If you ever say anything like that to me, or my brother, you will feel the pain of death." Edward growled as Malfoy whimpered in fear " Got that?"

Malfoy nodded quickly and Edward dropped him. He landed on his backside and got up as quick as possible and tried to run but tripped again over Crabbe and Goyle as they tried to run. But eventually they managed to run down the trian hall and cower in their own compartment. Edward came back in and sat down sighing as if being in such a state tired him out. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at him like he was Satin himself. He gave them a confused look as he rested his head on his hand.

"What?"