Disclaimer: I don't own Full Metal Alchemist, neither do I own Harry Potter.

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A brief knock on the door caused the brownhaired woman wake from her sleep with a startle. Adjusting her glasses, she stumbled over her huge piles of books to get to the door. She opened it with a look of annoyance in her face.

"Yes, wha- Edward!" she exclaimed as she saw a blonde, gold eyed boy standing at her doorway.

"Shiezka," he greeted, stepping inside looking just as annoyed as Shiezka (sp?) had only seconds earlier. "Sorry to visit you suddenly like this, but I need to check through some stuff… I figured you problaby have copies of the books I need." Shiezka nodded and closed the door with a yawn.

"The copies are there on the table," she told Ed, who was allready digging through her piles of books, his automail giving small clinking sounds as he moved.

"So how's Al?" Shiezka asked politely as she watched Ed's rummaging.

"The same," Ed replied shortly. Shiezka only shrugged and decided to keep quiet, since the Fullmetal Alchemist seemed to be in a really bad mood today, which wasn't really that strange.

There had been no clue for several months. Edward and Alphonse had been studying, searching and working very hard to find any possible clues about the Philosopher's stone, but they had found nothing at all. Until this all stones had been fakes made by some amateur alchemist. Al was slowly losing hope, though he refused to show it. Edward was growing more and more frustrated as his guilt and self-loathing also grew, ripping the young boy to shreds from the inside. Oh how many nights he had been awake, desperately trying to find a way to restore his brother. Nothing. The sleepless nights and stressfilled days were starting to show. Edward was getting very thin, and he had dark rings under his gold eyes. Al didn't change physically, of course, but his happiness was fading.

Shiezka noticed Ed's frutration as he couldn't find the books he needed.

"Here, let me help you," she said and started searching through the copies with Edward. Edward nodded a thanks and moved to another pile.

"Are you going to visit Winry in Rezembool anytime?" the brownhaired woman asked, in an attemt to start a converation. Ed shook his head.

"We don't have time," he said, "I want to restore Al as soon as possible."

Ed's hand suddenly hit a large, very heavy looking book. He threw a glance at it and noticed there was no title on it. It was also very dusty, and blood red to the color. Edward frowned slightly as he opened the book, a big cloud of dust flying from it.

"Shiezka, what book is this?" he asked loudly, turning his head towards the woman.

"That? Oh, just some weird book I found in my cellar," she replied happily, "Actually the only one I haven't read yet."

Edward looked back at the book: Famous wizards and Alchemists. Ed raised an eyebrow and slowly started browsing through the yellow, dusty pages.

'What a strange book…' he thought as he looked at the old pictures in the book. There was words he didn't understand and names he had never heard of. 'Is there THIS much I don't know about Alchemy yet?'

Ed felt helpless. He needed to study, he had to read through this strange book just in case.

"Shiezka, I'm borrowing this book!" he said, got up and very quickly left the house, leaving a surprised and slightly dumfounded Shiezka behind.

'I need to show this to Al,' Ed thought as he made his way back to the central, 'This might be important!'

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Ed dropped the book on his desk and quickly sat down, eager to read it. He had ran all the way up to their room, not even greeting colonel Mustang and Lietenaunt Hawkeye on the way. He hadn't seen Al on the way, but he was problaby just outside taking a break.

He opened the book again and started reading.

"I, Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, have given the author Wilma Geelnard the permission to give out this book to introduce the world's most famous wizards, witches and alchemists…"

Ed abruptly stopped reading and stared at the book.

"Is this a joke?" he muttered, "Wizards? Witches? HOGWARTS? What kind of stupidity is this..?"

Edward sighed heavily and rested his forehead on the table as he realized he had found a fairytale book of some kind. Wizards didn't exist, neither did witches. And something like Hogwarts sounded like a stupid joke. Tired and annoyed, Ed flipped to the next page, mostly to have something to do. This book could maybe amuse him and Al a little in the middle of this stress.

"Lord Voldemort, also known as You-know-who, was the darkest wizard who has ever lived. Thousands of lives were taken by his hand until he was defeated by a very youg boy, Harry Potter…"

Edward gave a low chuckle. This was getting more and more interesting to read. Lord Voldemort? What a name…

He looked down with a smirk and continued reading on yet another page.

"Nicholas Flamel is the most famous alchemist known in the world of wizards. He is famous for the fact that he was the only alchemist in world history that managed to create the Philosopher's stone to give him and his wife eternal life. His-"

Ed's words got stuck in his throat as he realized what was jotted down in this "fairytale book." He stared at the page with wide eyes, and his hands started shaking. His breath became faster and drops of sweat started forming on his forehead.

"Could this be... AL!"

Within a second, Edward had grabbed the book and spurted out from the small room, almost running into Ross on his way out.

"AL! Where's Al? Where's my brother?" Ed asked almost franctically. Ross looked slightly scared.

"Alphonse? He's outside..." she told him, and before she could ask why he was in such a hurry, Edward was allready gone.

Ed found Al outside, sitting on the steps and watching the sun. Al's metal head turned as he heard Edward's footsteps and got up to meet his brother.

"What's wrong, Niisan?" he asked as the panting Edward reached him.

"Al.." Ed panted, "This book... I think I've found a clue."

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"Professor Dumbledore!"

An old man, with a long, shining white beard, lifted his hand to silence the woman who just had entered. He turned to look at her, his friendly eyes greeting her.

"I know, Minerva, I know," he said, sitting down beside his desk. The woman, who had her hair pulled back in a tight knot in the back of her head, frowned.

"Albus, a muggle has gotten hold of a book from the forbidden library," she said in a serious voice, "If he realizes..."

The old man shook his head.

"I don't know if we can call him a muggle," he said, "He's an Alchemist, like dear old Nicholas was."

"That doesn't matter, that boy is not from our world, he's from behind the gate!" the woman exclaimed, "And if he actually understands the text written in that book, our world will be in danger."

"I doubt that, Minerva," Dumbledore said, reassuring her, "This boy, Edward Elric, doesn't look like someone who wants to give out our secret... But he will, undoubtedly, try to get here. He's looking for the Philosopher's stone."

"That stone was destroyed."

"Yes, but that is not written in the book. He will broblaby attempt crossing the gate... and maybe try to create the Stone again."

The woman shuddered slightly.

"We can't allow that. If he recreates the stone, You-Know-Who might come after it again, and Harry Potter will be in danger!"

Dumbledore closed his eyes, and tiredly rested his chin in his hands.

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A/N: That was the first chapter. I hope you liked it... and now... Some reviews?