WHOA I haven't updated since MAY?! Spare me please! Well, anyways. Chapter 11!

Disclaimer: Hey…you know that thing called FMA? Yeah….I don't own that…..I don't own the magical-ness of HP either…..

"WHAT?!" Edward yelled, sitting up abruptly. He cringed, and held his shoulder. "I-I mean…what?" He whispered.

"I ran into Mr. Potter and he told me about this thing they have called the Sorcerer's Stone! And he said that in the british version of his book, they called it the PHILOSOPHER'S Stone!" He said. (True Story. I applaud Britain for the epic FMA reference.) "He told me that Professor Dumbledore has a ton of the books about it locked away though."

"Bring Potter here will you? I got some questions. Mean while, keep researching, and see if you can get those books from the Professor alright?" Ed told him as he laid back down.

"Are you feeling better?" Al asked plainly.

"No." Edward responded.

Al lowered his head, and then he walked out.

"I'm telling you Albus, this child is bad news!" Mr. Binns said. The teachers were all gathered around in his office, contemplating Edward Elric.

"How so? The boy is extremely talented and he's able to teach the students things that we ourselves don't know much about." Flitwick argued.

"He's not doing a lot of teaching from my hospital beds!" Madame Pomfry said.

"I see a dark past in him, and an even darker future. Professor Dumbledore, if we do not help this boy, much trouble will befall him." Trelawny added.

"If it's you that's predicting this terrible future Trelawny, we have nothing to worry about." Snape muttered under his breath.

"The matter of Edward Elric is a difficult one." Dumbledore told them. "There's much about him that intrigues me. I myself know little about true alchemy. I think that in order to clear up this mess, we need to be supportive of him, and maybe helping him work a few things out. His brother, Alphonse, had a great deal to say to me when we last talked." He said. He proceeded to tell them all about their failed transmutation and the real reasons for their messed up situation.

"I told you he was bad news!" Binns said. "You don't just try and resurrect someone unless you're a little off your noggin!" He said.

"It was his mother!" McGonagal argued. "Any of you, please tell me that there isn't one person you knew that you wouldn't try and bring back if you had the chance?"

Snape instantly thought of Lily, and he looked down to see his knuckles whitening. "I agree with Minerva." He said plainly. "Give the boy a chance. He could use our help."

"Alright, then it's decided. I'm sure that with all the magic we know of, we can find a way to help these children." Dumbledore said.

"Yes Professor." They said.

"Meeting dismissed." He sighed, sitting back down. "You stay, Severus." He said.

"Yes Sir?" He asked.

"I saw the look on your face earlier. Minerva meant well, but we can't let the past cloud our future too much. I want you to stick with Professor Elric for the time being. You can ease up on Mr. Potter." He said.

"You've had me do nothing but watch Potter since he came here Albus, now you're switching me to Elric?" He asked "This is strange. He must really interest you."

"I can handle Harry myself." Dumbledore said. "But I do worry for Edward. I've never seen a boy so troubled before." He said.

There was a faint knock on the door, and Alphonse Elric peaked in. "Um is it okay if I come in?" He asked.

"Yes, come on in Alphonse." Dumbledore said. He gave a brief nod to Snape, who walked out quickly.

"Professor…I have a few things to ask, if you don't mind." Alphonse said, sitting down.

"Go on ahead." Dumbledore said.

"I was talking with one of the students…and they told me there was something you wizards know as the Sorcerer's Stone? Can you tell me a bit about that?" Alphonse asked.

"You were talking to Harry I presume?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes." Al said, a bit uncomfortable.

"Alphonse, why does the stone interest you?" Albus asked.

"I told you all about our accident…and we've been searching for a way to restore our bodies. We've been looking for the fabled Philosopher's Stone, and from Harry's description, this 'Sorcerer's Stone' is almost the same thing." He said.

"How do you plan on using a simple stone to restore a whole body?" He asked.

"Well, Brother has to be one of the most talented alchemists out there Sir. The stones amplify power one hundred fold, if anyone can use it to get our bodies back to normal, it's him." Al said.

"I have a few books here." He said. "But I'm terribly sorry Alphonse. The Sorcerer's Stone was destroyed years ago by me and it's creator, Nicholas Flamel. It's gone." He said, picking up the stack of books.

"G-Gone?!" Alphonse asked, astonished.

"GONE?!" Edward yelled at Harry.

"Yeah, after I defeated Quirrell, I got it back, and Professor Dumbledore had it destroyed." Harry said.

"Dammit! We were so close!" Edward sighed. He sat up, and grabbed the sling that Winry had left out for him. He slipped his metal arm into it, and grabbed Harry.

"Where are we going Professor?!" Harry asked as Ed drug him out of the hospital wing.

"They told me to get some exercise today, well, we're exercising our way down to my lab." Edward said.

Harry reluctantly followed. Ed shut and locked the door. "Alright Potter, you're the only freak in this mad house I actually trust."

"Wait a minute?! Freak? You're calling me a freak?!"

"You're a 'wizard'." Edward protested. "You realize how stupid that sounds to scientists like me right?" He asked. Harry shut up and sat down. "Now, I'm only going to tell you this once, and I don't want you repeating to anyone, not even your little friends got that?" Ed asked.

"Yeah." Harry said.

"A long time ago, when Al and I were normal kids, our father left us. Our mother soon died and we made a pact to bring her back to life. Well…that failed." Edward said, motioning to his arm and leg. That's called Human Transmutation. And that is a serious, serious, crime." Edward told him.

"How is this relevant to anything going on?" Harry asked.

"I need your help." Edward said. "I joined the military of my country when I was twelve, so that I could get research grants and all that jazz." Edward explained. "Where I'm from, I'm known as the Fullmetal Alchemist, and you can see why." He said. "The raven-haired man that's always snooping around, he's the Flame Alchemist, Colonel Roy Mustang. My teaching assistant Riza Hawkeye, you remember her?" Ed asked. Harry nodded. "She's the Colonel's second in command, and if you so much as touch him, she'll shoot your hand off, and I'm not kidding. I came here to teach you, but the Colonel had other ideas. Sneaky as the bastard is, he set us up perfectly so that we could try and find a way to restore our bodies back to the way they were. That's where you come in Potter. Like I said, you're the only one I can really trust here. And we need your help." Edward said. "So if there's anything you know that could help us, please…" He said, his voice shaking. "I just want to be able to see my brother smile again." He told him, lowering his head. "That's all I've wanted for the past 4 years."

"Of course I'll help you. But I can't do much on my own. Hermione's the one to ask about that stuff." Harry said.

"This is confidential Potter. I know she went to spy on Lieutenant Hawkeye that one night. She's not exactly sneaky, and I don't need my cover getting blown." Edward said. "I know I sound like a really strict jerk here, but this is a serious matter. You can walk out and not help us at all, that's fine, but I need a wizard's help, because I don't know this like you all do." Edward said.

"I'll help you and your brother Professor Elric." He said. "I'll try to get Hermione to cough up a few things without letting her in on it."

"What do you usually do after classes end?" Ed asked, changing the subject a little.

"Nothing really, unless I've got a lot of homework." He said.

"I'll see if they'll let me start teaching again, and then we'll talk." He said, unlocking the door and leading Harry out.

"Fullmetal!" Roy shouted. "There you are, me and the Lieutenant were worried sick! Where have you been?"

"Harry had a few alchemy questions. It was easier to explain with a few demonstrations. Nice work on fixing the floor by the way, did you do that yourself?" Ed asked.

"I did as a matter of fact! It was the least I could do for all the trouble you've been causing!" Roy said angrily.

Harry recognized the teen/father relationship instantly.

"Whatever." Ed said, rolling his eyes.

"You're going back to bed!" Roy told him, dragging him back upstairs.

"What was that all about?" Ron asked, walking over to Harry.

"Professor Elric was out of bed." Harry shrugged. "He said they told him to get exercise, so apparently he just wandered around the school."

"Interesting. Hey, you alright?" Ron asked in his usual tone, noticing that Harry was staring at the floor.

'I just want to see my brother smile again.' Harry thought that over, and shook his head. "I'm fine." He said, still dwelling on Ed's words.

Ron and Harry spent the rest of the evening doing casual things. They walked down to the library to say hello to Hermione, who was perfecting her essay, and then they went to see the twins, who were setting up fireworks in the boat house. They then decided to wander randomly, eventually ending up somewhere around the entrance to Dumbledore's office.

All of a sudden they heard loud clanks coming at them. "Coming through!" Al yelled. "Sorry!" He called to a few kids he knocked over, He was trying his best to peer beyond the stack of books he was running with.

He ran into Harry and Ron at the same time, and they all fell over. Harry lifted a drooping book off his head, and noticed his shattered glasses. "Great."

Ron was stunned. Al's head had landed right on Ron's head. The red head shakily took off the helmet, and set it down beside him. He shook his head a few times, and started picking up books for Al.

"Sorry Mr. Potter!" Al said, putting his head back on "I'll fix your glasses for you."

"I got it Al." Edward said, coming up. "I ditched Mustang." He said to Harry.

"But brother, your arm!" Al protested.

"A little transmutation's not gonna hurt it Al." He said. He pressed his flesh hand to the metal one, and then put in on the glasses. They reformed in an instant, and he handed them to Harry.

"They're even better than before." Harry said, amazed. "You did that without a circle Professor!"

"I'm just that good I guess." He smirked.

"ELRIC. GET BACK HERE NOW!" Roy yelled.

"Yes SIR." Edward sighed, following him back upstairs once again.

Alphonse laughed, and followed them up. "So you later Mr. Potter!" He called.

"By Alphonse!" Harry waved.

Ron shook his head and the two walked off, until Hawkeye came running down the hallway, a gun in her hand. "Whoa." Ron said, his eyes widening. Hawkeye looked even prettier in her military uniform, instead of those fake scientist clothes. "Colonel Mustang!" She called. "Sir!"

Roy came bolting down the stairs again, followed by a curious Ed and Al. "What is it Hawkeye?!" He asked.

"There's a Homunculus in the Griffindor Common Room!" She yelled.

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