Hello guys ! First of all; thank you really for even taking a look at this story. I love you already, and I hope you will like this story.

Secondly, I wanna be honest right now. I am not, nor will ever be I think, the most "on schedule" author, and I want to warn you : I'm not going to promise that this story will get finished. I know myself, and this little "problem" is the reason I never posted anything before on , apart from an OS. I have loots of ideas, but do I finish them ? Not so much.

Still, I like to think that something unfinished is better than nothing, 'cause we like it for the time that it lasts; and I reaally wanted to present this to you guys. So get on this little ride if you don't hate me already. Do not, by any means, be afraid to review 'cause you couldn't make me more happy.

And if any of you like this, please be aware that I am a pure product of France, and that I'm only writing english in hope of reaching more people. If someone is interested in beta-testing me, or even just telling me where are all the grammar mistakes and other typos that are going to make you wish I wasn't french, it would be really nice of you.

Thus, let's get on with this. And please, enjoy !

Disclaimer : I own nor Harry Potter, nor Fullmetal Alchemist. Otherwise, you would have had to wait longer for it to finish, seeing as I'm not even 18 yet.

TO FIND A WAY BACK

Prologue

« Dammit... Dammiiit. This... This wasn't supposed to happen like this ! It... It... »

A pained gurgle went through his teeth, right before he fell on his side, pure agony painted on his face.

« It has taken my leg... »

His eyes closed, sheltering tears about ready to fall. He felt only pain, excruciating pain that left him unable to move. He tried to nonetheless, moving his arms forward with all his might, just to end up on his side again, his only leg failing him. It was... It was just impossible. Nothing should have gone wrong, they had it all prepared, and he didn't know why Alphonse wasn't there anymore, it was all his fault and he wanted his little brother back now, with his mother and his bastard of a father, he just wished for things to come back to the way they were before, when all was well. It was all he had ever wished for. But now he was in so much pain his thoughts fell short and his mind felt fuzzy. He wanted it to stop. After all this pain, he wanted his mother's smile.

« Please... Someone...Help us... Help. Mum ! Mum... »

His eyes, full of unfell tears en pain, searched the whole room for help, for his dear mother back from the dead. But the only thing they found crushed the last bit of hope they still contained to widen in horror. An arm too thin to belong to an human was rising in his direction; shaking badly as the... monster on the ground tried to come closer. But soon it just fell short on the ground, blood splattering everywhere yet again. Edward could only look in terror, his figure painted in pair and despair. He wanted to throw up. Bile rose in his throat and the young alchemist began to wheeze against the ground, before expulsing all there was in his empty stomach, until nothing else but air and saliva left his mouth. He closed his fist against the ground, fingernails trailing behind themselves a path of blood.

« This... This isn't what I wanted ! Al... Alphonse... This is all my fault... »

His breath was short and Edward knew that he was shaking from head to toes, his missing limb slowly covering to room in blood. Everything had gone so badly... And it was all his fault. Al... Al shouldn't have to suffer from his mistakes. He just couldn't lose his little brother on top of this. Al... Al HAD to come back.

With the energy only found in those that didn't have anything left to lose, Edward began to crawl near the remaining clothes of his younger brother, closing his hand around it. Apart from the despair, a whole new determination had taken life in his eyes, and without thinking more he clapped his two hands on the transmutation circle, hoping to reverse everything that happened. The tears were now flowing freely on his face and he just let it all out.

« Give him back... Give him back ! Take my leg, my arm, hell my heart if you want it ! But bring him back, HE'S THE ONLY FAMILY I'VE LEFT ! »

The familiar crackling of Alchemy echoed once more in the room. But Edward got no time to wonder about the result of his transmutation before the hands of the hated Truth grabbed him and threw him in blinding white light.

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Edward's eyes flew open to find himself before the gates of Truth. The same gates that were responsible for his now missing limb, but he couldn't bring himself to care. He simply scrambled away with the little force left in his body because, really, he wasn't the one at stake here. All of this was for Alphonse, and if he had to pay an even greater price to bring him back he would do it gladly and without the shadow of a doubt. For this to work though, he needed the other damned Truth to listen to him.

« Haven't learnt your lesson little Alchemist ? You sure are a tricky one. »

A pained little noise escaped Ed when he threw himself in the direction of the noise, way too eager to put an end to it. And just like minutes (or was it hours?) ago he wasn't impressed by this whole ''god of Truth'' bullshit. On the contrary, seeing his missing limb linked firmly to the white and translucent body of his enemy just made him angrier. And as Edward growled at him the Truth just staid there, looking at him with this unnerving smile.

« Bring him back. You... You can take whatever you want but you HAVE to bring him back !

– I have to ? Ha, I wasn't aware of that I must stay ! But why the ruckus anyway ? I mean, you paid your toll and he paid his. Equivalent exchange. » If possible, his smirk grew even bigger, and Truth finished with glee. « I think it's familiar to you little alchemist, isn't it ? »

Edward knew a growl was rumbling in his throat, but himself couldn't fault the logic of the other. Still, he knew that he had to bring Alphonse back. And here, where physics laws didn't seem to matter, his mind wasn't constricted by pain and blood loss anymore, his thoughts were clearer and a plan was drawing itself in his brain. He knew what he had to do. And fuck any rules God may still have in store for him.

« Then take it back ! »

The smile of Truth faltered and his whole being seemed to shimmer, furrowing invisible brows, caught unaware by this answer.

« What... Do you mean ? »

Edward began to grin, feeling like he was actually seeing an end to this horror, and only grew more sure of himself.

« Your knowledge... Take it back ! We don't want it anymore. You can do whatever the hell you want with it as long as you bring my brother back.»

The Truth blinked owlishly for a few seconds, unprepared for Edward's reasoning. That is, until a strange little noise began to escape it, quickly morphing into a full laughter.

« This... Ooooh this is a first ! You really are an interesting one young alchemist ! Yeah, interesting indeed... »

The powerful being stopped for a moment, apparently pensive. But he looked to quickly come to terms with himself, and soon clapped his hands with all the cheerfulness of a kid.

« You know what ? Since you seem so adamant on bringing your brother back, I'm gonna humour you. I will bring him back. Buuut... », the Truth was smiling, seemingly enjoying itself by messing with Ed. Ed that just waited anxiously for the tricky part to come. « But I'm not so sure that he will come back to you. Nor that you'll come back to him. On the contrary since you seem to think you can just avert my rules without facing the consequences... I'm gonna send you where you can truly do that. »

The being smirked even bigger and brighter a new laughter erupting from him as he prided himself in this new idea.

« Am I not the nicest god ? Your brother get to come back, and you get to see a world where you can play by your rules ! Sure, you won't be together, but you'll be... Alive. Apart. And anyway...»

He turned to Edward who had barely been able to stop new tears from rolling down his face throughout the speech of Truth and could only look in a mix of misplaced anger and despair. Truth's smile finally turned down and his voice hardened.

« World isn't fair. In the end, you still have to pay your toll. »

The blinding white light started to fall apart and Edward desperately tried to cling to a non-existing ground, angry tears wetting his haggard face while screaming at the top of his lungs.

« No you can't do that. You, you just can't ! Bring me back ! Fuck... Fuuuuck. Alphonse ! AAL ! »

But despite his frantic pleas, the world kept crumbling to dust, until there was nothing left but him and a never ending fall...

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At the same time, in a tour far away from those horrors a strange quill and a not much more normal book were fighting in a strange fashion. The first was quite determined to write in the pages of the second, which was opening and closing itself too quickly for the quill to scribble anything. After a few more seconds of this roundabout, the book finally opened himself wide, not so hesitant anymore, and the quill started to write in a rush.

In the corner of the room, the only spectator of this spectacle never seen before was combing his long beard, pensive in the face of such rare occurrence. Those two animated tools were the Quill of Acceptance and the Book of Admittance. They were way more older than he, and it still was unheard of for them to bicker so long before accepting someone. The book wouldn't even tried to open for a Squib, but shouldn't hesitate so long either for a wizard. And for those two to not even acknowledge his presence and move nonetheless, the situation seemed even more unnatural.

« Peculiar... This is quite peculiar yes. »

At the sound of his voice, both book and quill suddenly stopped moving and Albus allowed himself to come closer and see which young wizard had put the legendary item in such a panic. Just as strange as the situation before was the name of ''Edward Elric'' shining brightly in silver ink was, as far as he knew, not a common English name.

Hey guys, that's it so far ! So, what are you thoughts ? I would really love to know if you found anything good, or even bad, just as long as criticism is constructive.

By the way, how much of you have already thought about where Edward would be sorted in Hogwarts ? I have myself already decided where I'm going to put him, though it is quite an unusual choice in crossover like this one. But I will try to stick to it. Waiting for this chapter to come, make your bets. Where would you put him, and where do you think will I put him ? I would kill for an interesting exchange of views on sorting.

But enough with the small talk. My notes are way too long, I'm sure you're all gonna want to murder me. (and what with my grammar god). I'm going to end this here so... Have a nice day guys !

PS : This will be translated in french too of course. I AM french afterall !