A/N: Hello, Sage here! This is my first story being posted on FanFiction and I really hope you all like it :)

Just to clear some things up before hand- in this fic, Edward is 14 years old, Alphonse is 13, and the Golden Trio are in their third year at Hogwarts. Also, I am using the book for certain things pertaining to Harry Potter, not the movies, and I am using Brotherhood/the manga for Fullmetal Alchemist. I also changed a few things up with the storyline of FMAB. I just made it so that Ed and Al have already done the whole 5th Laboratory expedition and thus know about the truth of Philosopher's Stone and about the Homunculi(but vaguely). So now, without further ado, Chapter One: A New Subject?

-also, I don't own the HP or FMA franchises

Minerva McGonagall stared quizzically at the Headmaster. "Hogwarts is teaching a new subject? Might I ask what, and why for that matter, Albus?" Several professors hummed in agreement as they looked expectantly at the old man. A small glint appeared in his eyes and a cheery smile erupted across his wrinkled face as he pulled an envelope out of his desk. Minerva tilted her head up slightly and quickly studied the envelope. It wasn't one she was familiar with from anybody from the Ministry of Magic, no, this was completely different. The handwriting was not one she recognized and was definitely not written with a quill and ink. Instead, it looked like it was written with a muggle pen.

But why would it be written with a muggle product? She thought as she stared, confused. The next thing that caught her though was quite peculiar. It was the seal stamped on the front. Now Minerva had not seen everything in the wizarding world, but she knew that the seal adorning the paper was definitely not belonging to anyone magical. The seal had a wreath-like strand half encircling what looked like a dancing dragon in the middle of random lines. I've never seen a seal like that before! Just where did this come from? It couldn't be muggle…. Could it?

Dumbledore cleared his throat after a few seconds of having the envelope in his hands. He saw all the staff staring confused at it and thought he best explain quickly. "This is a file from a country a bit more to the east- Amestris." He began. He received several confused looks and chuckled a bit to himself. "Over the course of the summer, the Ministry of Magic has been working on a treaty with Amestris. It is a small militaristic country of muggle-"

"Muggles?!" a few of the professors shot simultaneously, cutting Dumbledore off.

The old man frowned for a brief second before continuing-again.

"yes, muggles. nobody in Amestris has an ounce of magical power in them, but they have very advanced sciences there-including the supposed lost art of alchemy."

the teachers stared quietly in confusion as the old coot kept up the explanation.

"The new subject is for alchemy so that we can reintroduce it to the wizarding world for the generations to come. Since we are making a treaty with Amestris, the Ministry of Magic and the Fuehrer of their country agreed to send an alchemist of the state to teach here at Hogwarts."

A few of the teachers nodded their heads slowly, unsure of what to think, while others just stared at the headmaster. For a few minutes, a tense silence stretched around the room until a certain black and greasy-haired man shattered it with his typical monotone slur.

"So we are having a muggle come teach at a school for wizards? And if they are muggles, how do they know about alchemy?" His eyes squinted into tiny slits. "Why is the wizarding world of Great Britain making a treaty with muggles in the first place?"

Some teachers nodded in agreement, also curious and skeptical like Snape.

"Well, Albus?" Snape said impatiently when the headmaster remained silently smiling at his staff, a twinkle in his eye. He laughed a bit and smiled brighter.

"why, what is so wrong with muggles, dear Severus? And they are stupid, as I said, they are very advanced in Amestris, so they happened to know about alchemy, just not magic as a whole." A wrinkled hand made its way to Severus' shoulder as Albus talked.

"As for your question about the treaty, heh- well, I guess you'll have to inquire the Ministry about that one."

The hand was retracted and Dumbledore stood up to end the staff meeting.

"We have two days before the students arrive," he adjusted the spectacles resting on his nose as he spoke. "so it is best we all do our best to get all our last minute duties done for the beginning of the year." Many teachers smiled at the thought of the children, while others, especially Snape, frowned.

Albus bowed slightly with his smile still residing on his face- seriously, did the man ever not smile?!

"Now I must be off, I have a meeting in Amestris where I get to enlighten a muggle named Roy about the wonders of magic."

The blonde alchemist walked across the street, heading towards Eastern Command Center, a frown plastered on his face. He had been eating lunch with Winry and Alphonse while they were all together since he had broken his automail, again, and needed it fixed. All he had wanted to do was have a nice lunch before Winry had to get on her train back to Resembool, but noooo, Mustang just had to call him in to the office as soon as he was repaired.

Edward quickly flashed his silver pocket watch at the guards, even though they knew perfectly well who he was, and stalked moodily into the building. He continued on to the Colonels office, his only thought being his automail fist in the bastard's face. Damn Colonel just had to ruin his day.

When Ed had arrived in front of the office, he lifted his right leg up while twisting slightly to the left and planted his foot right between the doors. If he couldn't sock Mustang in the face, this would have to do.

With the frown still on his face, Edward stormed into the room and past the surprised soldiers until he stood in front of his commanding officer's desk.

"Why the hell did you call me here so soon, Colonel Bastard? I was in the middle of lunch with Winry and Alphonse so that we could spend some time together before Winry had to leave,"

"Ful-" mustang tried, unsuccessfully of course.

"And now I don't get to do that or see her off to Resembool at the train station, and-" Ed's arms flailed with his words as he ranted.

"Fullmet-" Mustang's eye twitched in annoyance as the boy still didn't listen to him. The other soldiers in the room quietly exited, not wanting to get accidentally dragged into whatever it was Edward was ranting about.

"I won't get to see her again for another couple-"

Mustang slapped his hands on the table and stood up quickly, his patience completely drained.

"ELRIC!"

The blonde stopped his ranting and looked, surprised, at his commanding officer looming over him. Roy sighed and sat back down, trying to regain his cool.

"Fullmetal, I would greatly appreciate it if you would for once come into my office quietly and just listen to what I have to say instead of yelling and screaming." He said tightly.

Ed frowned again but kept quiet. He wasn't really used to being yelled at by Mustang, it was usually only when it was very important that Ed listen and shut up.

Mustang cleared his throat and took a breath.

"Alright, good, now I can explain to you why I told you to come." He beckoned for the boy to take a seat before continuing. "Okay, so first, I guess I will tell you about what has been going on recently in the military, but it may take awhile to fully explain everything to you."

Ed's eyebrows scrunched down over his eyes. "The colonel just wants to waste my time doesn't he?" he thought as he bent his head down to rest his chin on his hand.

"There is a country to the west of Creta by the name of England. Very recently, Amestris has been working on a treaty with a small section of the country who are..." Mustang trailed off as he tried to figure out how to explain this certain group of people.

after a few moments of silence, Edward let out out an impatient sigh. "Are what? Spit it out Mustang." He snapped. He just wanted this stupid thing to end so he would at least have a chance to see Winry again before she left. Right now it just seemed like the Colonel was purposely keeping him from doing so!

"Stop being so impatient, Fullmetal! I'm just trying to figure out how i'm going to explain this to you, even I didn't, actually I still don't, fully believe it."

Now this perked Ed's interest. What was so hard to believe that even Mustang couldn't fully comprehend it? He began to think that this might actually be worth it after all.

"well," A familiar female voice caught the attention of both males as Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye walked up to the desk, carrying a file. "the best you can do is simply say it and hope for the best." she smiled and handed the file to a thinking Roy and turned to Edward.

"How are you doing today, Edward? Did you get your automail fixed up okay?" She asked him.

He bounced his head back in forth in a so-so manner and breathed in.

" I would be better if i hadn't been called away from my lunch with Winry and Al, but other than that I'm fine, and my automail was tuned up to perfection." He smiled as he said the last little bit. Winry always did an amazing job with his automail. Of the three years he has had automail, not once has she messed up on it or forgotten to do something and she always did the very best work. She had a true talent, but her major flaw would definitely be her apparent obsession with throwing wrenches at him...

"I believe that," Riza began, turning back to the Colonel. " as soon as Colonel Mustang can stop thinking so hard and actually talk, you probably will be too surprised and doubtful to even remember about your lost time."

Edward tilted his head in confusion as well as mixed curiosity, but before he could inquire as to what she meant, she had already saluted and dismissed herself. He stared at the ground for a few seconds before looked questioningly at Roy. "What does she mean by.."

Mustang looked up with no emotion on his face whatsoever. "The People we are creating a treaty with are all wizards, who you know...use magic..."

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"..ya...I think you might need to explain a bit on that one..." Edward said slowly. Had the Colonel gone crazy or something? Wizards don't exist...its impossible..right?

Mustang saw the skeptical look on Edwards face and sighed. Of course the kid didn't believe him, Hell, He barely believed himself!

"Apparently these people are Witches and Wizards that live in a small section of Great Britain. They really do use magic though."

Edward stared blankly at his commanding officer, deciding to just let him explain a bit before making a decision on whether he had lost it or not.

"I didn't fully believe it myself, which I already mentioned, but I can assure you that magic truly does exist and is used heavily by these people. I was given a nice little...demonstration of their magic while floating upside down with my office completely in flames." Roy said the last sentence a bit more tensely. It was not fun being controlled and...floating of all things while his specialty was being used more expertly than he has ever done!

He shot a glance at the boy sitting in front of him and saw him digesting the information and contemplating whether or not to believe what he was being told. Roy watched The bridge of Ed's nose scrunch up as he tried to make his decision. after a few moments the kid sighed and looked up at him with light beginning to flow into his eyes.

"So lets say for a moment that i actually believe you when you say that magic exists, what does that have to do with me? What is the point in telling me about a magical society if you knew i would not really believe you?"

Golden orbs stared into dark, slightly-slit ones. Mustang Grinned as Fullmetal began to catch on to what he was saying.

"thought you'd get curious, Fullmetal." He picked up the file that Riza had given him and pulled out a few papers.

"Although this group of people have magic, Alchemy has been shoved back and forgotten, but they wish to fix that"

Edward rested his chin on his automail hand once more and focused closer on the new information being given to him.

"There is a school for children ages eleven and about eighteen where they are taught magic and how to control it better. The name of this school is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

He couldn't help it. not one bit. Ed cracked up as soon as Mustang had said the name of the school.

" Hogwarts?! what kind of a name is that?" He cried between laughs. Mustang tried to keep a straight face and tell the boy to be quiet, but he too cracked and began to snicker. The two laughed together and poked fun at the name before Mustang Continued once they had calmed down. Edward now wore a small smile instead of his frown from earlier.

"Alright, lets continue. So, to get alchemy back, they want to add an alchemy class on their schedules. In order to kill two birds with one stone, the Fuehrer and the government there agreed to send a State Alchemist to the school to teach the class. I was given the task of selecting the State Alchemist for this job."

Realization Dawned on Edward as his smirk vanished and his teeth clenched together. The Colonel better not be thinking what he thinks he's thinking![1]

"And that, Fullmetal, is where you come in."

Now there wasn't a single drop of happiness or laughter left in Edward. He leaped up from the leather couch and smashed his open palms on the wood of Mustang's desk.

"You can't be serious!" He cried angrily. "I can't teach a bunch of kids alchemy! It is a complex science and most of the are older than me! How the hell am I supposed to do that, Colonel Bastard!? And what about Al and Winry, and Granny Pinako? I can't just leave the country to teach a bunch of random kids!" Ed's Golden Eyes Burned in a fiery rage at the fact that Mustang would even think that he could do that, he couldn't just up and leave!

The Flame Alchemist allowed his subordinate to finish his screaming before trying to speak again. He stared unwavering at the fuming boy.

"Edward, I chose you for multiple reasons. And I know it is difficult to be told to leave your family for a long period of time, I really do. I was forced to leave my family during the civil war. I know it is hard, but Al and Winry will be able to visit you, and well as military personnel at certain Times."

Edward was frowning and glaring darkly with his hands still on the desk.

"I chose you because quite truthfully, you are one of the best alchemists I know, Edward, and it could give you a chance to interact with other teens." He paused to checks Ed, only to find him still frowning and glaring. "I also chose you because it could potentially help you and your brother get your bodies back."

Ed's eyes momentarily flickered wide open, but not for long. He was still curious though. Carefully, he prodded in.

" How so?" He asked thickly. He didn't want anything to do with this mission, this was something he definitely wanted to know about.

"They use magic, something that does not require an equivalent exchange or sacrifice. I believe that somewhere there is at least a good clue if anything to help you. there are people waiting for you to get your bodies back, Fullmetal, myself included. I really think that you should at the very least check it out, and I mean, if you think about, what could go wrong?"

Ed finally backed away from the table and looked away from Mustang. He smiled sadly as his eyes softened and he laughed slightly.

"Ya, what could go wrong at a magic school in a different country." He said quietly, but playfully sarcastic all the same. He continued staring at the floor for a few moments longer before sighing in defeat. "But I guess you are right, its worth a shot." he looked back over to the desk, and took a deep breath, while Mustang quietly waited patiently.

"I'll check it out. So, can you tell me more about this little trip then?"

Mustang nodded, still silent, an headed over the papers he was still holding as well as the rest of the file. Edward accepted the bundle in silence and looked back up at Roy.

"The school year begins September first, which is when you will be leaving-"

Mustang was about to continue on, but he didn't when Edward's automail hand flew up in a motion for him to stop.

"Wait, wait, wait," he said quickly, closing his eyes in annoyance, his hands out in front of him. Damn colonel sure seemed to enjoy pissing him off today!

"September first is in two days. How the HELL am I supposed to get ready by then?" He growled dangerously. Mustang just smiled innocently.

"I'm not the one who set that date, Fullmetal, so don't look at me." Ed squinted at the man, once again thinking about that strongly desired punch.

"You can do it, Fullmetal. All the information you need is in that packet. I'll pick you up at your room at eight to bring you to the train station. Your train leaves at eight thirty and your ticket is in the file. The train brings you to the border of Creta where you will go through security and travel through and eventually get to London, England. By eleven thirty you should be on the Hogwarts Express on platform nine and three quarters." Mustang rambled out the information quickly while Edward tried to catch all the information being thrown at him. He wasn't given the chance however because as soon as Mustang had stopped talking, he was shoving Ed out of the office. He was bid a quick farewell and the door slammed.

Ed blinked multiple times just standing outside the door, dumbfounded. His mind was racing with a million different thoughts, but once reigned above all others: How was he supposed to explain this to Alphonse? He dug his hand into his pocket and yanked out his watch. He clicked it open and saw that it was just about one thirty, which meant Winry had already boarded her train and was en route to Resembool. [2]

He sighed and began walking out the building, trying to clear his head and sort everything out. Well, first things first. He had to locate his little brother and inform him of what was going on...eh..that was going to be an interesting conversation...

"So you're really going?" Alphonse had a slight whimper to his voice as he asked. He didn't want his brother to leave for so long, they were always together, it always felt weird when they weren't.

Edward looked down and smiled sadly. He knew Alphonse was upset, and he was too. The school year was so long, and Al could only visit a couple times, and Ed could only come back to Amestris on special occasions.

"I don't really have much of a choice, I'm really sorry, Al."

the brothers were sitting across from each other on the beds in their room. A silence rested over the boys as they sat in gloom. After a while, it was Ed who broke the silence.

"Well, let's think on the bright side. You get to spend some more time with the Rockbells, and while I'm over at the school I will be able to a good bit of research on the philosopher's stone to find a...cleaner.. Way to restore our bodies." Ed smiled at his baby brother fondly in his attempt to comfort him. Al looked up and took notice of the attempt and chuckled lightheartedly.

"Ya, I guess you're right, Big Brother."

Edward looked at Al with mock offense and gasped exasperatingly.

"Since when am I ever not right, dear Alphonse?"

laughter broke out between the brothers. Both were still upset and downcast, but both also knew that being depressed would never help anything. In order to get on, you must move forward and make the best out of every situation- no matter what. They had a goal to accomplish, and it would not be if they got dragged down by something like this, no, they would surely make the very best of this!

[1] I keep saying this line over and over in my head! it is just fun to say xD I didn't mean to type it up like that, but it sounded funny so I just kept it /shot

[2] En Route to Resembool is a song from the FMAB OST 1

okay! So I know this is rushed...very rushed...but the rest hopefully won't be pushed as much, I just wanted to get all this prologue-y stuff out of the way xD next chapter Edward will be getting on the Hogwarts Express and more Harry Potter stuff will be added in, especially the Golden Trio *\(^o^)/*

But...the next chapter probably won't be out until the end of next week because this week I have a very important audition on my flute, and I REALLY need to practice...so ya...I'll have the second chapter out next week xD

please review and give me your thoughts, I know that I can most definitely improve and I would really enjoy some constructed criticism to help with that :)

thank you so much for reading!

-Sage