When the Dementor swept into the compartment, Edward stood still for a moment as memories of the failed transmutation and various other incident (come to think of it, most of them involved homunculi) and Harry fell to the ground.

The other people in the compartment weren't reacting yet and Ed did the first thing that came to mind. He punched it.

It wouldn't have worked if he had punched it with his left arm but Ed was pissed at this thing for dredging up memories best left forgotten and so decided a little extra pain wouldn't do any damage. Therefore, he punched it with his right arm made of metal.

There was an unearthly howl and the head jerked back a little in reaction. A yell of "Expecto Patronum" came and with it a silver figure chased it away. Good riddance.

"You punched a Dementor?" Hermione asked in a weak voice.

"Obviously," Ed replied.

"And it worked."

"What do you think?"

"But that shouldn't be possible! People have tried to get free from a Dementor by dealing physical harm but nothing-"

"Shouldn't you be worried about your friend?"

"Huh?"

Ed pointed at the fallen figure of Harry Potter.

"Harry! What happened to him?"

"It appears to be-"

But whatever it appeared to be Ed never found out. He walked out of the compartment muttering, "I'm getting off this train while it's still stopped."

No one at Hogwarts saw Edward again although there was some speculation as to what he actually did to the Dementor. No one believed he actually punched it.

During that year, one Edward Elric was declared missing in Munich, Germany after a bright flash of light issued from his house and he was no where to be found.

Somehow, no one thought the two Edwards were related. Wizards really do lack common sense.

A/N: Sorry if you're on alert and got one for this story twice or something. I accidently uploaded the wrong thing to this story... Twice. -*Sweatdrop*- Sorry!

Ja ne!
~J. DCF