FMA- Arakawa Hiromu and Square Enix, Harry Potter- J. K. Rowling. I'll try to make this longer than the other one I wrote. Long story. XD

Of all the places that Ed had to look for a Philosopher's Stone, why did he have to go to England?

"Your destination is a school for witches and wizards. Apparently it is named 'Hogwarts'. Note, the people there do not base their observations on science," Roy Mustang said to Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist.

Ed slowly nodded. Wizards and witches didn't need to rely on the rule of equivalent trade. Lucky bastards.

"Well, Hagane no, are you up for the challenge? Or will you turn this one down?"

"What? In a place that you can defy the rules of equivalent trade, you could easily make a Philosopher's Stone. Unless it's the same situation as it was in Lior. Taisa, I'm going."

"The headmaster, Dumbledore, knows that you are coming to Hogwarts. He thinks you are simply interested in magic, so keep quiet about the Philosopher's Stone. He has sent you an owl with instructions. You are to be entered in the sixth year."

Headmaster? Couldn't just say principal? Pfth.

Mustang handed over the document to Ed, who was confused about how owls had anything to do with this.

'Step 1- Hang out at a bar. You'll find what you want there. Step 2- Approach the target, but be subtle. Step 3-'

"Taisa."

"What? Oh.... Um, I was just...planning to give this to.... Havoc! Yes, he needs a few tips here and there..." Mustang tugged at his collar as Ed watched him doubtfully.

"Sure.... whatever, pervert." Mustang quickly took the paper and handed the thick parchment to Ed, who made sure it wasn't another note on how to do something he didn't want to think about until he was twenty.

Yep. It was correct this time.

Dumbledore's efficient handwriting was clearly legible, and Ed learned he had to go to King's Cross station and find the magical border of Platform 9 ¾ in order to board the Hogwarts Express. He was then to speak to Minerva McGonagall. Ed shrugged as he memorized the instructions and handed it back to Roy.

With one snap, the parchment was gone, merely ashes on Mustang's desk.

"I really have to get a stain-resistant desk." Mustang rubbed on the surface with his thumb.

"Nii-san, why can't I come with you?" Alphonse Elric asked as he sat down on Roy's plushy couch.

"Look, I don't want to go around attracting any attention. I really wanted to bring you, Al, but Roy says no anyways."

Ed crossed his arms together and looked at what he was bringing- cloaks, leather pants, and a leather jacket. Like always.

"Hagane no, you do realize you have to pack more than that?" Roy said as he opened the door to his office with black cloaks in his arms. There were also several textbooks on top of the pile, and Roy looked like he needed help.

Ed sighed as he clapped his hands together once and touched the floor with them. Sparks suddenly flew from his hands to the floor, and the circuits created a table-shaped bulge, which Roy gratefully used to place the items he had brought to the room.

"What did you bring, taisa? More guides on how to hit on women?"

Roy gave a warning glance.

"The necessary items for your stay there. Of course, you would need a wand, and possibly a pet."

"A pet?"

"An owl, a cat, or a toad, as the letter says."

Ed looked at him quizzically, and shook his head. This could take some getting used to. Hogwarts really was a strange place. But he would take a cat anyways.
Ed looked around King's Cross. "What? The letter must be wrong... there's no 9¾ anywhere..." He frowned as he stared at the platforms 9 and 10. He leaned on the brick wall, racking his brain for a clue. Suddenly the wall wasn't there anymore and he fell in, head first. His cart fell on top of him, books and clothes and suitcases tumbling onto the ground.

"Kuso..." Ed groaned as he rubbed his head. He gathered his things together and limped to the train, now marked 'Hogwarts Express.'

He sat down in an empty compartment, sighing as he bent his head back and looked up. Finding nothing interesting on the ceiling, he scratched his head and found a bump on it. He blinked and cringed. That stupid barrier... He cursed at the magical world. Scientists didn't belong here. Somehow, magic found a way to make a fool of him the minute he got to King's Cross.

Suddenly, a girl with brown hair and a freckled redhead came through to his compartment.

"Ron, you have to get used to this." The girl frowned as she looked at Ron impatiently.

"I never wanted to be a prefect."

"Fine, you can say that, but you still have to perform your duties as a prefect."

"But Hermione-"

"Don't 'but Hermione' me. It's a privilege to be a prefect!"

"Ever since Fred 'n George left, it really is a pain." Ron stared glumly at his shiny badge marked with a 'P.' "More like a burden than a privilege. I wanted to pig out on Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans and Chocolate Frogs with Harry."

Ed had no idea what they were talking about. But he didn't care. He had a splitting headache and he didn't feel like listening.

"Look, can you take this elsewhere? I'm having a bad day."

Hermione and Ron stared at the blond haired boy with braided hair.

"That first-year has a lot of mouth to talk to us sixth years."

"WHO'RE YOU CALLING SO SHORT HE'S MISTAKEN FOR A NEGATIVE 5 YEAR STUDENT????"

"You- you mean..." Ron just stared at the loudmouth, whose head was about to explode.

"THAT'S RIGHT, I'M A SIXTH YEAR!"

"But we haven't seen you before..."

"Well, I'm new. Now go away. Kuso, the wizarding world is killing me," Ed said, clutching his head.
Well, I think that's enough for today. Please read and review! It would be greatly appreciated!