I don't own Harry Potter or Fullmetal Alchemist. They belong to Hiromu Arakawa and JK Rowling, respectively.
"Dear, do you have everything?"
"Yes mother, I checked before we left."
Selim Bradley stood on the train platform with his mother, suitcase in hand. His mother sighed as she saw Captain Riza Hawkeye approach them. "I know, dear. I'm just worried about you."
"Selim, it's time to go."
Captain Hawkeye's voice drew both mother and sons' attention, and Selim nodded. "Just a moment, ma'am. I'll be right with you." Selim gave his mother a hug and wished her goodbye, before following Hawkeye towards the train.
"Are you nervous?"
The question caught Selim off guard. Was he nervous? He'd done far more dangerous things since becoming a State Alchemist, or even while assisting Father. Playing bodyguard and exchange student would be easy, especially with his…unique situation.
"Not really. The only thing that makes me nervous about this is visiting a new country and school. I'm pretty sure all kids are nervous when attending a new school, so that isn't so bad."
Hawkeye nodded. "I guess that makes sense. You're used to Amestris, so new people in a different country will be a big change." She replied, "As long as you don't reveal your secret to them. We don't know how they will react, but they might consider you to have been created though Dark means, and our report says that they aren't as open-minded about that."
Selim acknowledged her warning. Concealing the fact that he was a homunculus was easily priority number one for him. He had barely gained the trust of the military when they learned his memory had returned. Selim didn't want to deal with wizards who wouldn't understand.
Most people would have jumped at the chance to attend a magic school like Selim was, but Selim was more curious about how the Law of Equivalent Exchange was ignored in their society. The ability to create something from nothing had only been possible with a Philosopher's Stone for alchemists, the idea that an entire culture of people could do so without one was something that intrigued the eldest homunculus. The military had spoken with the magical government beforehand, so there wouldn't be any problems about attending the school, but Selim did have a question for Hawkeye as they boarded the train.
"So, what does Fuhrer Grumman want me to say if someone asks about King Bradley? I have a few fake backstories to trick them with."
Hawkeye took her seat and looked over at Selim. "There are very few books about Amestris in their country, so it is unlikely that his name will come up, but our briefing showed that one of the client's friends, Hermione Granger, is very curious and loves to learn, so she may have found a book on Amestris. If that is the case, use whatever story that will keep her from becoming suspicious."
As the train started moving, Selim glanced out the window and mentally reviewed his mission. Keep an eye on Harry Potter, stay observant for information about what the supposedly dead-but-came-back Lord Voldemort was up to from the children of his followers, and attempt to keep the magical government's spy from abusing their power, he thought, that won't be easy, but I can do it.
As the train left the station, Selim watched the platform disappear. He'd miss Amestris, but he'd be back in a few months, and he'd be lying to himself if he said that he wasn't excited for what he'd learn.
Thank you for reading. I apologize if the writing is a little clunky, this is my first story, and I'm still working on pacing and keeping attention. I have a better idea of how later scenes will play out, so the writing will improve. I'm not sure when I will be able to write and post the next chapter, but I probably will soon. Until next time.