Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ The Gate Misadventures ❯ The Challange ( Chapter 6 )
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By: Chara-the-Heart 
The Hogwarts Express and the chapter where The Elrics meet The Marauders
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The Hogwarts Express and the chapter where The Elrics meet The Marauders
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / Action / Sci-fi | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 07.15.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 377 | Status: Completed
The Gate Misadventures
by Chara-the-Heart
Summery: Who knew The Gate had a sense of humor? Follow Ed and Al Elric's journey into a world that actually bends to complement Alchemy as they know it. A Fullmetal Alchemist crossover! Marauder era XP
Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist (Hiromu Arakawa) or Harry Potter(J.K. Rowling)
Chapter Five: The Challange
The morning of the Elric's departure to Hogwarts came quickly and that morning it wasn't really a rush of manic packing and chaos seeing as Ed and Al had everything ready early on. But Al was feeling nervous. His brother had matured a bit from their time apart from each other but was still sensitive to his height and any mention of it caused furious trmper-rants and physical violents and Alphonse didn't want Ed to isolate himself on the first week in school. But what could he do about it? Unless he could convince his brother to cool off he'd probably beat up half the people in the school!
So finally Al decided to bite the bullet and confront his brother. "Big brother. I want to discuss to you about something."
"What is it, Al?" Ed asked as he pulled on his red cloak.
"I need you to promise to me that you will not lose your temper if any of the kids on the train call you small." Al said in a serious voice.
"Why not!? I have every right to pound them for insulting me!" Ed growled as he clenched his fists.
Al sighed, "Brother. Think about this logically for a moment. You are actually nineteen despite your appearance. Would it really be that satisfying for you to beat up thirteen year olds?"
Ed stopped and pondered for a moment, "What about people in my grade and higher then?"
Al cocked an eyebrow and asked, "So you'd beat up a sixteen year old? At least stay patient with them for a week or so, would you? I know you can do it and this way everyone won't think you're a jerk right off the start."
"Fine, I won't lose my temper or beat the crap out of anyone who insinuates to the fact that I am in anyway small. But only for a week. After that my vengence will be swift, painful and possibly involve shattering bones."
'And by then maybe I'll convince most of the people over there to not mention it.' Alphonse smiled at his older brother and said, "Thank you. Now let's bring down our things so we can go to the Train Station."
At Kings Cross Station Ed looked skepticlly at the wall in front of him. "So I just run threw the wall? It dosn't open up like at Diagon Alley?"
Nicolas nodded, "That's right. Now while at Hogwarts I know you'll be busy but I still want you to do your research on the magical philosopher's stone so send me a report biweekly on your progress, understand?"
"I understand. Come on Al. Let's hurl ourselves into a wall..." Ed positioned his cart and dashed into the red brick seperating platforms Nine and Ten, aiming directly for the three quarters part. Heaven forbid he end up on Platform Nine and a Third...
The train was the most rediculous shade of red Edward had seen in his life. It was bright, gaudy and very noticable. 'And here I thought wizards liked to be hidden from the world.'
"Wow, brother. That train's the same color as your coat." Alphonse said as he stepped up from behind his brother.
"It is not. My coat is a darker red. Let's get on it then. I don't want to be forced to sit in a section with a bunch of wierdos." Ed said and he pushed his way onto the train.
"Watch where you're going you idiot first year." A student of about sixteen huffed at Ed, causing his blood to boil.
"Why don't you watch where you're going you lumbering-"
"Ed! Remember your promise." Al said with a frown.
Ed growled and stomped away towards an empty compartment. He slid open the door and sat down in a seat giving off angry waves of energy. 'Why did I make that promise!? I can't stand these annoying brats! How the hell will they respect me if they think they can talk freely about how they are unnaturally tall!?'
Al came into the compartment and sat across from Ed. He could practically feel the thoughts radiating off his brother, "Big brother, don't worry about how other people will treat you. Just show them how smart you are and people will think positivelly of you."
Ed sighed in frustration as he looked out the window of the train. All those kids, some laughing, some crying. There where so many expressions of various degrees of innocense. Even the cruel and forlone faces still had slight glimmers of light in their eyes. The train pulled from the station as Ed finaly replied to his younger brother's statement.
"I'm starting to wish I hadn't made that promise. If people don't like me because I can beat the tar out of them it's their problem. Why should I care if they like me anyway? As soon as I learn all I can about magic alchemy I'm going back home for good. Maybe... I could give up the knowlage gained from this world as equivilancy. It would be like taking part of my life away...but then I could see my...real friends again..."
"You miss Mr. Mustang then?"
"Why would I miss that bastard!? I'm talking about, um--Winry, and uh Russel and Fletcher. Why would I miss anyone from the military?" Ed said with a growl, "They're all a bunch of psychos: Armstrong, Hawkeye, Havoc and especially Mustang."
Alphonse was laughing at his brother's comment when the door to the compartment suddenly swung open, revealing to Al the same dark haired boy he had met at Diagon Alley earlier the previous month. "May I sit here? Nowhere else around has room."
"Hi Severus! It's me, Alphonse. From the Potions Shop, remember?" Alphonse greeted cheerily.
He blinked in surprise for a moment before smiling slightly and nodding, "Oh yes, I remember you. Who's this?"
Alphonse beamed a bit and said, "Severus, this is my older brother, Edward. He's entering sixth year at Hogwarts."
Severus nodded his head in greeting as he sat down beside Alphonse and said, "It's nice to meet you. How where the OWLS? Are they really as bad as people make them out to be?"
Ed shurugged and said, "Just review what you know and go into the test with a calm head. It's not really all that bad. Just a few old geezerish folks breathing down your back as you work."
"What are you interested in becoming after you leave Hogwarts?" Severus asked curiously, "Alphonse mentioned he would be a healer alchemist."
Ed nodded and went into what Al privately called 'lecture mode', "Oh, my brother and I are already great dueling alchemists. What I want to do is travel a bit, and eventually learn eastern alchemy: that art is partiqularly tricky since the Chinese have found a way to connect five elements together. wood, fire, earth, metal and water before cycling again. Since my life will likely be spent reasearching such things it would be beneficial for me to become a Leval 10 Unspeakable."
"That's interesting," Severus said with a nod, "At least you two have higher asperations than most people around here. Potter, this git I know, is so unclouth all he wants to do is become an auror until the war ends and then play Quidditch for the rest of his life."
Ed remembered several books explaining the flying sport and he snorted, "You'd never catch me playing such a lame sport. The rules are nonsence and from what I've read Quidditch players lose their intellagence due to too many blows to the head."
Severus laughed but Alphonse was appalled, "Big brother! Don't say things like that! Master Flamel told me that Mr. Nicolas played quidditch and his intelligance isn't lost."
"Maybe not, but my Master is still an insane geezer!" Ed replied, intending to add more but the train compartment slid open again, electing a groan of annoyance from Severus. Four boys stood in the doorway, two with black hair and two with brown.
"Get lost, Potter. Black. Nobody wants you around here." Severus was sneering at them.
"Now, now. Bon't be rude Snivellus," the boy with messier black hair and glasses said, "We're just here to greet these unknown faces."
Alphonse stood and bowed politelly at the four, "Hello. My name is Alphonse Elric and this is my older brother Edward. But, could you please not call Severus that name? It was very rude of you to say that."
"Whatever," the bespecled boy said, his mind warning him not to be falling for a Slytherin's trap.
The other three were focused on the diminuative looking blond boy in red. Trying to be friendly Sirius asked with a mocking almost bark-like laugh, "Hey you're pretty short for being the older brother arn't you?"
Ed was very close to begin his usual ranting explosion but remembered his promise to Alphonse in the nick of time and instead smirked at Sirius and cooly retorted, "I might be short but you're ugly and I still have time to grow."
"BROTHER!" Alphonse shouted, as Severus laughed in the background at the expression on Sirius' face, "If you're rude to people its just as bad as you shouting and waving your fists!"
"Well I can't help it Al," Ed said with a glare, "I have to focus my energy somewhere and its eather going to be a short rant and beating once in a while or a long drawn out insult!"
By now James was highly suspicious and Sirius was highly insulted. "Watch your backs Elrics. Earning the wrath of the Marauders is not a good thing?"
Ed quirked his eyebrow, "Oh? So you lot are Marauders? Rovers in a quest of booty or plunder? Plundererers? Ones who pillage? Good to know. If things dissappear while we're at school we'll know who did it. So get lost land pirates. I don't like criminals too much."
Flames crackled in the eyes of two of the Gryffindors as they left and after the door was slammed shut Ed looked over at a chuckling Severus and asked, "Is everyone at this school that charming at first meetings?"
Alphonse just sighed in frustraition. Why did his brother always have to come off as a jerk? Maybe his challange wasn't such a good idea after all...
END CHAPTER FIVE
Woohoo! Thank you for all your reviews everyone! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Next up is what you've all been waiting for! Where will Ed and Al be sorted!? Stick around to find out!
by Chara-the-Heart
Summery: Who knew The Gate had a sense of humor? Follow Ed and Al Elric's journey into a world that actually bends to complement Alchemy as they know it. A Fullmetal Alchemist crossover! Marauder era XP
Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist (Hiromu Arakawa) or Harry Potter(J.K. Rowling)
Chapter Five: The Challange
The morning of the Elric's departure to Hogwarts came quickly and that morning it wasn't really a rush of manic packing and chaos seeing as Ed and Al had everything ready early on. But Al was feeling nervous. His brother had matured a bit from their time apart from each other but was still sensitive to his height and any mention of it caused furious trmper-rants and physical violents and Alphonse didn't want Ed to isolate himself on the first week in school. But what could he do about it? Unless he could convince his brother to cool off he'd probably beat up half the people in the school!
So finally Al decided to bite the bullet and confront his brother. "Big brother. I want to discuss to you about something."
"What is it, Al?" Ed asked as he pulled on his red cloak.
"I need you to promise to me that you will not lose your temper if any of the kids on the train call you small." Al said in a serious voice.
"Why not!? I have every right to pound them for insulting me!" Ed growled as he clenched his fists.
Al sighed, "Brother. Think about this logically for a moment. You are actually nineteen despite your appearance. Would it really be that satisfying for you to beat up thirteen year olds?"
Ed stopped and pondered for a moment, "What about people in my grade and higher then?"
Al cocked an eyebrow and asked, "So you'd beat up a sixteen year old? At least stay patient with them for a week or so, would you? I know you can do it and this way everyone won't think you're a jerk right off the start."
"Fine, I won't lose my temper or beat the crap out of anyone who insinuates to the fact that I am in anyway small. But only for a week. After that my vengence will be swift, painful and possibly involve shattering bones."
'And by then maybe I'll convince most of the people over there to not mention it.' Alphonse smiled at his older brother and said, "Thank you. Now let's bring down our things so we can go to the Train Station."
At Kings Cross Station Ed looked skepticlly at the wall in front of him. "So I just run threw the wall? It dosn't open up like at Diagon Alley?"
Nicolas nodded, "That's right. Now while at Hogwarts I know you'll be busy but I still want you to do your research on the magical philosopher's stone so send me a report biweekly on your progress, understand?"
"I understand. Come on Al. Let's hurl ourselves into a wall..." Ed positioned his cart and dashed into the red brick seperating platforms Nine and Ten, aiming directly for the three quarters part. Heaven forbid he end up on Platform Nine and a Third...
The train was the most rediculous shade of red Edward had seen in his life. It was bright, gaudy and very noticable. 'And here I thought wizards liked to be hidden from the world.'
"Wow, brother. That train's the same color as your coat." Alphonse said as he stepped up from behind his brother.
"It is not. My coat is a darker red. Let's get on it then. I don't want to be forced to sit in a section with a bunch of wierdos." Ed said and he pushed his way onto the train.
"Watch where you're going you idiot first year." A student of about sixteen huffed at Ed, causing his blood to boil.
"Why don't you watch where you're going you lumbering-"
"Ed! Remember your promise." Al said with a frown.
Ed growled and stomped away towards an empty compartment. He slid open the door and sat down in a seat giving off angry waves of energy. 'Why did I make that promise!? I can't stand these annoying brats! How the hell will they respect me if they think they can talk freely about how they are unnaturally tall!?'
Al came into the compartment and sat across from Ed. He could practically feel the thoughts radiating off his brother, "Big brother, don't worry about how other people will treat you. Just show them how smart you are and people will think positivelly of you."
Ed sighed in frustration as he looked out the window of the train. All those kids, some laughing, some crying. There where so many expressions of various degrees of innocense. Even the cruel and forlone faces still had slight glimmers of light in their eyes. The train pulled from the station as Ed finaly replied to his younger brother's statement.
"I'm starting to wish I hadn't made that promise. If people don't like me because I can beat the tar out of them it's their problem. Why should I care if they like me anyway? As soon as I learn all I can about magic alchemy I'm going back home for good. Maybe... I could give up the knowlage gained from this world as equivilancy. It would be like taking part of my life away...but then I could see my...real friends again..."
"You miss Mr. Mustang then?"
"Why would I miss that bastard!? I'm talking about, um--Winry, and uh Russel and Fletcher. Why would I miss anyone from the military?" Ed said with a growl, "They're all a bunch of psychos: Armstrong, Hawkeye, Havoc and especially Mustang."
Alphonse was laughing at his brother's comment when the door to the compartment suddenly swung open, revealing to Al the same dark haired boy he had met at Diagon Alley earlier the previous month. "May I sit here? Nowhere else around has room."
"Hi Severus! It's me, Alphonse. From the Potions Shop, remember?" Alphonse greeted cheerily.
He blinked in surprise for a moment before smiling slightly and nodding, "Oh yes, I remember you. Who's this?"
Alphonse beamed a bit and said, "Severus, this is my older brother, Edward. He's entering sixth year at Hogwarts."
Severus nodded his head in greeting as he sat down beside Alphonse and said, "It's nice to meet you. How where the OWLS? Are they really as bad as people make them out to be?"
Ed shurugged and said, "Just review what you know and go into the test with a calm head. It's not really all that bad. Just a few old geezerish folks breathing down your back as you work."
"What are you interested in becoming after you leave Hogwarts?" Severus asked curiously, "Alphonse mentioned he would be a healer alchemist."
Ed nodded and went into what Al privately called 'lecture mode', "Oh, my brother and I are already great dueling alchemists. What I want to do is travel a bit, and eventually learn eastern alchemy: that art is partiqularly tricky since the Chinese have found a way to connect five elements together. wood, fire, earth, metal and water before cycling again. Since my life will likely be spent reasearching such things it would be beneficial for me to become a Leval 10 Unspeakable."
"That's interesting," Severus said with a nod, "At least you two have higher asperations than most people around here. Potter, this git I know, is so unclouth all he wants to do is become an auror until the war ends and then play Quidditch for the rest of his life."
Ed remembered several books explaining the flying sport and he snorted, "You'd never catch me playing such a lame sport. The rules are nonsence and from what I've read Quidditch players lose their intellagence due to too many blows to the head."
Severus laughed but Alphonse was appalled, "Big brother! Don't say things like that! Master Flamel told me that Mr. Nicolas played quidditch and his intelligance isn't lost."
"Maybe not, but my Master is still an insane geezer!" Ed replied, intending to add more but the train compartment slid open again, electing a groan of annoyance from Severus. Four boys stood in the doorway, two with black hair and two with brown.
"Get lost, Potter. Black. Nobody wants you around here." Severus was sneering at them.
"Now, now. Bon't be rude Snivellus," the boy with messier black hair and glasses said, "We're just here to greet these unknown faces."
Alphonse stood and bowed politelly at the four, "Hello. My name is Alphonse Elric and this is my older brother Edward. But, could you please not call Severus that name? It was very rude of you to say that."
"Whatever," the bespecled boy said, his mind warning him not to be falling for a Slytherin's trap.
The other three were focused on the diminuative looking blond boy in red. Trying to be friendly Sirius asked with a mocking almost bark-like laugh, "Hey you're pretty short for being the older brother arn't you?"
Ed was very close to begin his usual ranting explosion but remembered his promise to Alphonse in the nick of time and instead smirked at Sirius and cooly retorted, "I might be short but you're ugly and I still have time to grow."
"BROTHER!" Alphonse shouted, as Severus laughed in the background at the expression on Sirius' face, "If you're rude to people its just as bad as you shouting and waving your fists!"
"Well I can't help it Al," Ed said with a glare, "I have to focus my energy somewhere and its eather going to be a short rant and beating once in a while or a long drawn out insult!"
By now James was highly suspicious and Sirius was highly insulted. "Watch your backs Elrics. Earning the wrath of the Marauders is not a good thing?"
Ed quirked his eyebrow, "Oh? So you lot are Marauders? Rovers in a quest of booty or plunder? Plundererers? Ones who pillage? Good to know. If things dissappear while we're at school we'll know who did it. So get lost land pirates. I don't like criminals too much."
Flames crackled in the eyes of two of the Gryffindors as they left and after the door was slammed shut Ed looked over at a chuckling Severus and asked, "Is everyone at this school that charming at first meetings?"
Alphonse just sighed in frustraition. Why did his brother always have to come off as a jerk? Maybe his challange wasn't such a good idea after all...
END CHAPTER FIVE
Woohoo! Thank you for all your reviews everyone! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Next up is what you've all been waiting for! Where will Ed and Al be sorted!? Stick around to find out!