Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ The Gate Misadventures ❯ The Spirit in The Hat ( Chapter 7 )
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By: Chara-the-Heart 
Alphonse and Edward are sorted into their houses!
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / Action / Sci-fi | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 07.16.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 579 | Status: Completed
Alphonse and Edward are sorted into their houses!
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / Action / Sci-fi | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 07.16.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 579 | 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 Six: The Spirit in The Hat
As any student or professor at Hogwarts could attest to, Albus Dumbledore was known to be a very, very eccentric person. This oddness was only a part of his surface of course. Below the lemon drop cravings, brightly colored robes and irrational fondness for socks he was just human like everyone else and had both complicated and uncomplicated ideas. Take his views on Hogwarts students for example. He isn't intentionally cruel but deep in his mind Dumbledore filed his students into the same steriotypes their house's set up for them. Gryffindors would always be brave and daring, Hufflepuffs would always be cushy and lovable, Ravenclaws were always brimming with intelligence and Slytherins were misguided with destrctive ambitions in life.
That was how Dumbledore truely saw his students and it fell into his job to encourage Gryffindors to be daring (by encouraging their 'youthfull' pranks), to help the Hufflepuffs who needed him (by giving them the most motherly Head of House, though she could be flaky at times and forget about their problems) to nurture the minds of the Ravenclaws (who got unlimited access to tutorials lead by teachers so they would never fall behind) and to deter Slytherins from their often destructive ambitions (by stalling on requests they made to him to see their true selfs exposed, even if it took years).
But Dumbledore was becoming worried for a certain student. War had been quietly building for years now and it had only been the past year that it was finally reaching its boiling point. Voldemort's forces were strong enough to go out attacking and killing many people. People like James Potter's aunt and uncle.
The young Gryffindor had been visiting them as he always did in the summer months when his cousin, William had attacked, tourtured and killed his parents on orders from his Dark Lord as an initiation. Will had been a Ravenclaw while his parents (and every other Potter) had been a Gryffindor. James had been rescued by some Aurors in the nick of time but the damage to James' psych had already been dealt. From that summer day in James' eyes every non-Gryffindor would be a person not to be trusted--especially if they were a Slytherin.
Albus was positive that at least one of the Elric brother's would be sorted into Gryffindor, after all, it was the school house with the most positive reputation and the sorting hat always took into consideration the house requests of the students. With such determaned eyes how could the two brother's not be brave? They would be good for the moral of the school. But then again the two were the alchemic apprentices of the Flamel's so it was equally true that they could be sorted into Ravenclaw, but that wouldn't change his plan a bit.
But he was threw with speculating. The students were finally arriving at the school and all the new first years and arrivals would be sorted into their new 'homes'. What he didn't know was that this sorting would be known as the most memorable Sorting Ceremony Hogwarts would have for years to come.
Inside the Threshial drawn carrages Edward was finally getting some peace and quiet after a long stream of kids had come by on the train to take a peek at the two new brothers.
"Finally those brats can't annoy me anymore." Edward stated with relief flooding his voice.
"You and Alphonse are German, right? Severus asked curiously and the two nodded.
"I've noticed you speak pretty good english now compared to how you spoke it early last month when we met, Alphonse. What happened to change your understanding of English? Did you have to take a potion?"
The two brothers seemed to deflate and in a simultaneous monotonus voice they said, "Master Flamel forces us not to revert back to German."
To clarify Alphonse added, "They only taught us and spoke to us in English for the past month to prepare us for Hogwarts. We've picked up the language quickly thanks to that but we still have problems translating words at times."
"Take this as an example," Ed said with a sigh, "'Thunder and lightning' dosn't sound as forceful as growling 'donner und blitz'. Wow is that Pigpimple!?"
Alphonse was about to reprimind him about calling the school his 'affectionate' nickname for it when he too saw the looming, brightly lit castle. "Wow! That place is amazing! It's beautiful!"
Severus smirked a little and said, "You shoud see it from the inside. I'll see you two after you get sorted. Hope you aim for Slytherin, that's my house."
Alphonse nodded positivelly and as Severus left the carriage said, "I'll be sure to aim for it then!"
"Misters Elric?" a voice cut threw the crowd and the two looked up to see a stern looking woman who looked like a cross between Riza Hawkeye and Maes Hughes. Her lips were pursed in displeasure, "Why are you two out of uniform?"
Alphonse handed the woman a note and bowed politely saying, "I apologize if it wasn't clarified. Headmaster Dumbledore has given us permission to wear our clothing to seperate us as apprentices, ma'am."
The professor loosened her stern gaze as she heard his explination, paused to read the note and nodded, "Very well then. You two will stand along side the first years and will be sorted after they are, youngest to oldest. I welcome you to Hogwarts. I am Professor McGonagall and will be your Transfiguration Teacher."
"I'm sure I'll like your class, Professor McGonagall, since it is similar to alchemy," Alphonse said with an excited smile. She in turn smiled at the Elric in the green coat as she sent the two brothers in to stand alongside the eleven year old first years.
Their brightly colored clothing drew attention from all around the Great Hall but the two easily brushed it off. They had been stared at for the entire train journey so how should this be different? Professor McGonagall then set out a three legged stool and put a ragged old hat on top of it. Edward nearly jumped out of his skin when it began to sing. There was a soul bound into a hat!? And here he thought Al had it bad in the armor. At least he could walk around on his own.
"As equal-minded fabricI have no right to judge Whether you're a shrewd old Riddle Or a just and jovial Fudge. Your character is your choice Your house is up to you You may be brave or smart Or kind or cunning too. I'm just a hat And nothing more But brains and hearts That stuff is yours. So be kind to all people Be happy where you are And as for all the others From you they are not far. Whether Hufflepuff or Slytherin, Ravenclaw or Gryffindor All of you are people Wizards, witches, nothing more. So set me up atop your head You have nothing to fear Just look way deep inside your heart Your character is here!"
Everyone in the Great Hall applauded the Sorting Hat's performance and Professor McGonagall took out a long list with the names of incoming students written on it. Tension built all the way from "Auld, Lewis" (Hufflepuff) down to "Yestrick, Scyril" (Ravenclaw) and by the time she had reached the end the silent whispers about the two mysterious new students had reached a decible of summer insects, humming in the trees.
Professor McGonagall rolled up the list of first year names and once again addressed the crowd of Hogwarts staff and students, "As you all can see, we have two special guests joining us this year. The Elric brothers are the alchemy apprentices to Nicolas and Perenelle Flamel and have graciouslly agreed to join us this year and hopfully more years in the future. They will now be sorted into their appropriate houses."
There was a polite scattering of applause as she loudly announced, "Elric, Alphonse!" and she kindly beaconed the somewhat startled Al towards the stool.
Somewhat hesitantly Al approached the hat and carefully placed it on his head, the Great Hall vanishing behind the tattered brown cloth of the hat, 'Can you hear me, sir?' He mentally questioned.
'Fascinating. You have led a truly amazing life young Mr. Elric,' The hat responded, 'And you are one of the first to realize I am a soul bonded to this earth. Not from your amazing eyes but from personal experiance.'
'What's your name?"
'You may call me Patrick Gruffudd. Now then, let me get around to sorting you. I see that you are both very brave and bold as well as loyal and hard working. You arequite a prodogy to be able to learn alchemy at such a young age, no matter who your father was and you are just as cunning and goal oriented as that older brother of yours. Now my only question to you would be, what house would you like to be in?'
'I'd like to be with my friend Severus in Slytherin if you don't mind that Mr. Gruffudd.'
Patrick actually laughed out loud, startling the crowd gathered around him and Alphonse, 'You sure would change the reputation of that house of serpents forever! Very well, Alphonse Elric. Have fun in the house of--' "SLYTHERIN!"
Amongst the applause for the new member of the emerald house the voice of James Potter could be heard shouting from Gryffindor's table, "I knew it! That kid has the face of pure evil!!"
This outburst caused many people to begin questioning the sanity of said quidditch player.
"Mister Potter, settle down," Professor McGonagall scolded before finally anouncing her final name for that evening, "Elric, Edward!"
Amongst a scattering of applause Ed confidantly marched over to the ratty old sorting hat, placed it on his head and proptly thought, 'Put me in Slytherin then. We don't have all night and I'm getting hungry.'
'Settle down Mr. Elric. I woun't be able to make such a demend possible before asking this: why Slytherin?'
'Because my brother got sent there. We always stick together. If you try and seperate us I'll turn you into a dishrag.'
'My, my how loyal you are to your brother, Edward Elric,' the hat said in an amused tone of thought, 'Loyal and such a dedication to hard work as well. No, I don't think you'd suit the house of Slytherin at all. Instead you should be in--'
"You wouldn't dare," Edward hissed in German, frightening a few students in his immediate visinity.
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
Edward snapped. The hat didn't count in his promice to Alphonse, "I'll set you on fire you damned rag!"
Luckily Alphonse was near enough to his brother to stop him, "Don't hurt him, brother! He probably has a good reason for putting you in Hufflepuff!"
"That's not good enough! That rag is tinder for seperating us!"
Alphonse gave Ed a very sad expression, "But if you hurt him he will be unbound to this life. You wouldn't even do that to 45!"
Ed groaned and said, "Fine then, Al. I won't hurt him. I'll just turn him into a sock."
"If you do that I'll tell Nicolas that you've been skipping out on your research time to learn about forbidden magic." Alphonse warned.
Ed grumbled a little but finally put his wand away, "Fine, but I'll be having a chat with you later about this conversation."
Edward then turned towards the Hufflepuff table and looked at the yellow and black striped ties that seperated them as badgers. Not wanting to feel odd wearing 'wrong colors' he simply transmutated his cloak from red into a black one with a yellow flamel emblazened on the back of it. He then turned to glare at the Slytherin table and said with a growl, "If I hear at anytime that any harm has come onto my little brother I'll beat you until even the healers at St. Mungo's won't be able to restore you completely."
As Ed sat next to a worried looking first year Victor Crabbe hesitantly glanced over at his best friend, Gordon Goyal and muttered, "I thought Hufflepuffs were supposed to be cushy."
That night at the Welcoming Feast no one seemed to notice that Albus Dumbledores eyes did not twinkle knowingly once throughout the night.
END CHAPTER SIX!
Yes, I know this is shocking and amazing! BUT: I do have my reasons for each of the Elric's being placed where they are. Please don't send in complaints because their houses will not change. Next update will probbably be this weekend so be sure to put down your copies of "Deathly Hollows" to check for an update!
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 Six: The Spirit in The Hat
As any student or professor at Hogwarts could attest to, Albus Dumbledore was known to be a very, very eccentric person. This oddness was only a part of his surface of course. Below the lemon drop cravings, brightly colored robes and irrational fondness for socks he was just human like everyone else and had both complicated and uncomplicated ideas. Take his views on Hogwarts students for example. He isn't intentionally cruel but deep in his mind Dumbledore filed his students into the same steriotypes their house's set up for them. Gryffindors would always be brave and daring, Hufflepuffs would always be cushy and lovable, Ravenclaws were always brimming with intelligence and Slytherins were misguided with destrctive ambitions in life.
That was how Dumbledore truely saw his students and it fell into his job to encourage Gryffindors to be daring (by encouraging their 'youthfull' pranks), to help the Hufflepuffs who needed him (by giving them the most motherly Head of House, though she could be flaky at times and forget about their problems) to nurture the minds of the Ravenclaws (who got unlimited access to tutorials lead by teachers so they would never fall behind) and to deter Slytherins from their often destructive ambitions (by stalling on requests they made to him to see their true selfs exposed, even if it took years).
But Dumbledore was becoming worried for a certain student. War had been quietly building for years now and it had only been the past year that it was finally reaching its boiling point. Voldemort's forces were strong enough to go out attacking and killing many people. People like James Potter's aunt and uncle.
The young Gryffindor had been visiting them as he always did in the summer months when his cousin, William had attacked, tourtured and killed his parents on orders from his Dark Lord as an initiation. Will had been a Ravenclaw while his parents (and every other Potter) had been a Gryffindor. James had been rescued by some Aurors in the nick of time but the damage to James' psych had already been dealt. From that summer day in James' eyes every non-Gryffindor would be a person not to be trusted--especially if they were a Slytherin.
Albus was positive that at least one of the Elric brother's would be sorted into Gryffindor, after all, it was the school house with the most positive reputation and the sorting hat always took into consideration the house requests of the students. With such determaned eyes how could the two brother's not be brave? They would be good for the moral of the school. But then again the two were the alchemic apprentices of the Flamel's so it was equally true that they could be sorted into Ravenclaw, but that wouldn't change his plan a bit.
But he was threw with speculating. The students were finally arriving at the school and all the new first years and arrivals would be sorted into their new 'homes'. What he didn't know was that this sorting would be known as the most memorable Sorting Ceremony Hogwarts would have for years to come.
Inside the Threshial drawn carrages Edward was finally getting some peace and quiet after a long stream of kids had come by on the train to take a peek at the two new brothers.
"Finally those brats can't annoy me anymore." Edward stated with relief flooding his voice.
"You and Alphonse are German, right? Severus asked curiously and the two nodded.
"I've noticed you speak pretty good english now compared to how you spoke it early last month when we met, Alphonse. What happened to change your understanding of English? Did you have to take a potion?"
The two brothers seemed to deflate and in a simultaneous monotonus voice they said, "Master Flamel forces us not to revert back to German."
To clarify Alphonse added, "They only taught us and spoke to us in English for the past month to prepare us for Hogwarts. We've picked up the language quickly thanks to that but we still have problems translating words at times."
"Take this as an example," Ed said with a sigh, "'Thunder and lightning' dosn't sound as forceful as growling 'donner und blitz'. Wow is that Pigpimple!?"
Alphonse was about to reprimind him about calling the school his 'affectionate' nickname for it when he too saw the looming, brightly lit castle. "Wow! That place is amazing! It's beautiful!"
Severus smirked a little and said, "You shoud see it from the inside. I'll see you two after you get sorted. Hope you aim for Slytherin, that's my house."
Alphonse nodded positivelly and as Severus left the carriage said, "I'll be sure to aim for it then!"
"Misters Elric?" a voice cut threw the crowd and the two looked up to see a stern looking woman who looked like a cross between Riza Hawkeye and Maes Hughes. Her lips were pursed in displeasure, "Why are you two out of uniform?"
Alphonse handed the woman a note and bowed politely saying, "I apologize if it wasn't clarified. Headmaster Dumbledore has given us permission to wear our clothing to seperate us as apprentices, ma'am."
The professor loosened her stern gaze as she heard his explination, paused to read the note and nodded, "Very well then. You two will stand along side the first years and will be sorted after they are, youngest to oldest. I welcome you to Hogwarts. I am Professor McGonagall and will be your Transfiguration Teacher."
"I'm sure I'll like your class, Professor McGonagall, since it is similar to alchemy," Alphonse said with an excited smile. She in turn smiled at the Elric in the green coat as she sent the two brothers in to stand alongside the eleven year old first years.
Their brightly colored clothing drew attention from all around the Great Hall but the two easily brushed it off. They had been stared at for the entire train journey so how should this be different? Professor McGonagall then set out a three legged stool and put a ragged old hat on top of it. Edward nearly jumped out of his skin when it began to sing. There was a soul bound into a hat!? And here he thought Al had it bad in the armor. At least he could walk around on his own.
"As equal-minded fabricI have no right to judge Whether you're a shrewd old Riddle Or a just and jovial Fudge. Your character is your choice Your house is up to you You may be brave or smart Or kind or cunning too. I'm just a hat And nothing more But brains and hearts That stuff is yours. So be kind to all people Be happy where you are And as for all the others From you they are not far. Whether Hufflepuff or Slytherin, Ravenclaw or Gryffindor All of you are people Wizards, witches, nothing more. So set me up atop your head You have nothing to fear Just look way deep inside your heart Your character is here!"
Everyone in the Great Hall applauded the Sorting Hat's performance and Professor McGonagall took out a long list with the names of incoming students written on it. Tension built all the way from "Auld, Lewis" (Hufflepuff) down to "Yestrick, Scyril" (Ravenclaw) and by the time she had reached the end the silent whispers about the two mysterious new students had reached a decible of summer insects, humming in the trees.
Professor McGonagall rolled up the list of first year names and once again addressed the crowd of Hogwarts staff and students, "As you all can see, we have two special guests joining us this year. The Elric brothers are the alchemy apprentices to Nicolas and Perenelle Flamel and have graciouslly agreed to join us this year and hopfully more years in the future. They will now be sorted into their appropriate houses."
There was a polite scattering of applause as she loudly announced, "Elric, Alphonse!" and she kindly beaconed the somewhat startled Al towards the stool.
Somewhat hesitantly Al approached the hat and carefully placed it on his head, the Great Hall vanishing behind the tattered brown cloth of the hat, 'Can you hear me, sir?' He mentally questioned.
'Fascinating. You have led a truly amazing life young Mr. Elric,' The hat responded, 'And you are one of the first to realize I am a soul bonded to this earth. Not from your amazing eyes but from personal experiance.'
'What's your name?"
'You may call me Patrick Gruffudd. Now then, let me get around to sorting you. I see that you are both very brave and bold as well as loyal and hard working. You arequite a prodogy to be able to learn alchemy at such a young age, no matter who your father was and you are just as cunning and goal oriented as that older brother of yours. Now my only question to you would be, what house would you like to be in?'
'I'd like to be with my friend Severus in Slytherin if you don't mind that Mr. Gruffudd.'
Patrick actually laughed out loud, startling the crowd gathered around him and Alphonse, 'You sure would change the reputation of that house of serpents forever! Very well, Alphonse Elric. Have fun in the house of--' "SLYTHERIN!"
Amongst the applause for the new member of the emerald house the voice of James Potter could be heard shouting from Gryffindor's table, "I knew it! That kid has the face of pure evil!!"
This outburst caused many people to begin questioning the sanity of said quidditch player.
"Mister Potter, settle down," Professor McGonagall scolded before finally anouncing her final name for that evening, "Elric, Edward!"
Amongst a scattering of applause Ed confidantly marched over to the ratty old sorting hat, placed it on his head and proptly thought, 'Put me in Slytherin then. We don't have all night and I'm getting hungry.'
'Settle down Mr. Elric. I woun't be able to make such a demend possible before asking this: why Slytherin?'
'Because my brother got sent there. We always stick together. If you try and seperate us I'll turn you into a dishrag.'
'My, my how loyal you are to your brother, Edward Elric,' the hat said in an amused tone of thought, 'Loyal and such a dedication to hard work as well. No, I don't think you'd suit the house of Slytherin at all. Instead you should be in--'
"You wouldn't dare," Edward hissed in German, frightening a few students in his immediate visinity.
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
Edward snapped. The hat didn't count in his promice to Alphonse, "I'll set you on fire you damned rag!"
Luckily Alphonse was near enough to his brother to stop him, "Don't hurt him, brother! He probably has a good reason for putting you in Hufflepuff!"
"That's not good enough! That rag is tinder for seperating us!"
Alphonse gave Ed a very sad expression, "But if you hurt him he will be unbound to this life. You wouldn't even do that to 45!"
Ed groaned and said, "Fine then, Al. I won't hurt him. I'll just turn him into a sock."
"If you do that I'll tell Nicolas that you've been skipping out on your research time to learn about forbidden magic." Alphonse warned.
Ed grumbled a little but finally put his wand away, "Fine, but I'll be having a chat with you later about this conversation."
Edward then turned towards the Hufflepuff table and looked at the yellow and black striped ties that seperated them as badgers. Not wanting to feel odd wearing 'wrong colors' he simply transmutated his cloak from red into a black one with a yellow flamel emblazened on the back of it. He then turned to glare at the Slytherin table and said with a growl, "If I hear at anytime that any harm has come onto my little brother I'll beat you until even the healers at St. Mungo's won't be able to restore you completely."
As Ed sat next to a worried looking first year Victor Crabbe hesitantly glanced over at his best friend, Gordon Goyal and muttered, "I thought Hufflepuffs were supposed to be cushy."
That night at the Welcoming Feast no one seemed to notice that Albus Dumbledores eyes did not twinkle knowingly once throughout the night.
END CHAPTER SIX!
Yes, I know this is shocking and amazing! BUT: I do have my reasons for each of the Elric's being placed where they are. Please don't send in complaints because their houses will not change. Next update will probbably be this weekend so be sure to put down your copies of "Deathly Hollows" to check for an update!