Author note: I don't think that putting too much detail in the part where Ed and Al get dumped off into HP land is very important...so, I've just included the basics...

Also...this will be following Brotherhood's plot, sort of, so if you don't know who "Father" is, then I suggest either watching brotherhood or doing a quick wiki search, otherwise you may get just a weee bit lost. But, worry not, it shouldn't be hard to catch on to.

Lastly, I'm co writing this with Silhouette Eclipse. Why? Because, she's awesome. End of story. So, some chapters will be by me, others by her, though some may be a bit of a mesh. We will try to update as much as possible...though nothing is ever guaranteed because stuff happens. We will try to do like a two week max wait time...if we get to that deadline and don't have much written up, well then we will just post what we have and hope that our readers will not come after us with blazing pitchforks.

If anything confuses you, just let one of us know and we will gladly explain it. If we can't, then we will quickly make up a slightly believable story and hope no one rats us out...sooo...

Here you are. 5th year of Harry Potter :) Enjoy (:

It was official, Envy had finally lost it. He had collapsed into his own world of hatred and nothing else could ration with that thick, jealous mind of his.

"That's it! Fullmetal pipsqueak, you're dead!" Envy yelled, outraged. For him, this was the last straw. He had put up Father's plans and only toyed with the shrimp, allowing him to live...but now, he'd had enough and couldn't care less about Father or the others. He would take Ed out, even if it meant following after him. There was no turning back.

Envy lunged towards Ed, who quickly transmuted his right arm into his trademarked sword, and blocked off the attack, though not without being pushed back several feet.

Ed panicked. Before, he knew the crazed homunculus wouldn't kill him, yet now, it seemed he had a whole different mind set. He had to get out; he had to at least get Al away.

"Brother!" Al called, worried at how different Envy seemed. Never had he witnessed him fight so aggressively, especially towards his brother. Envy kept coming at Ed with attacks that could rival even Teacher's. At this rate, Ed was going to loose. A few more seconds and at least a dozen more punches and kicks were thrown at his brother. Unable to just stand there and watched idly as his brother's life was put in more danger, Al started racing towards the battle.

"Stay out of it, Al!" Ed yelled, causing his younger brother to stop mere feet away. The fight was getting out of hand, at this point it seemed Envy would go straight for Al's blood seal should he get in the way.

"But, Brother!" Al argued, getting turned down once again while offering his help. He hated it, hated that his older brother always took everything upon himself. Al could have murdered someone and still, his brother would find some way to take all of the blame.

"I said stay out of it!" Ed screamed, outraged at the mess he'd gotten themselves into. He'd learned from Mustang the secret to killing the Homunculus, he just had to figure out a way to do it himself. If he could do enough damage...then his philosophers stone would shatter. Maybe if he tried scar's technique again...if he could deconstruct Envy's anatomy and get to the stone...

Ed clapped his hands together, but Envy saw what he was trying to before he got the chance to complete the reaction. "Too slow, shrimp." Envy teased and grabbed Ed's hands before he could finish the deconstructive transmutation. Ed could only stand there, in complete shock, as Envy combined his own energy from the stone with Ed's incomplete alchemy. "See you on the other side!" Envy yelled and somehow caused Ed to complete another form of alchemy against his will.

"Dammit!" Ed said, panicked and unsure of what the heck was going on, though he was sure he wouldn't like the outcome.

"Brother!" Al yelled, confused at what was happening between Ed and Envy. Ignoring his brother's warning, Al followed his senses and ran towards the two, only to be blinded by an intense, white and blue, lightning filled light.

When Ed was somewhat conscious, he had the eerie remains of a recent conversation replaying itself in his head.

Edward, I see you've brought a philosopher's stone with you this time.

Where's Al?

On the other side. I suppose you want to join him?

Dammit, where is he? Truth! Bring me back to my brother! Bring us back to Amestris.

Can't do that, it's a one way trip...unless you open the gate again.

What? I didn't ask for this! Open the gate, you...

Still trapped within his own mind, he tried to figure out where the conversation had come from...the conversation...something was missing...but what? A few words? Whole sentences?

Ed heard footsteps and his eyes snapped open, but were quickly squinted to lessen the amount of harsh light that was blinding him. Once his eyes adjusted, he looked over his surroundings. From what he could tell, he was sitting in a hospital cot, but there were no doctors or nurses in sight. Had they just left?

Ed looked down to see that he was dressed differently, and the covers he assumed he once used were crumbled near his feet. A wave of nausea overtook him and he shut his eyes, trying to get rid of the all to familiar feeling.

I'll see you soon, Edward. This should be interesting. A strange, yet familiar voice echoed through his thoughts, and just as it dissappeard, so did the nausea. Another set of footsteps were heard and Ed jumped out of the cot, looking for a place he could hide should someone enter. When they passed he took a deep breath.

He wasn't thinking things through, he was running on survival mode. Acting on instinct.

He looked on the table next to the cot he was just on and saw that all of his belongings were piled in a small heap. He grabbed them and changed quickly, keeping his ears strained for any noise that would indicate someone entering the room he was in. Once he was in his old garments he ditched the hospital wear and left it on the floor before bolting for the nearest door. He had to find Al.

When Ed exited the large doors that led from the Hospital, he was awed by the sheer size of the giant corridor he was now faced with. "Where am I?"

As more foot steps were heard, Ed thought it best to run in the opposite direction, sticking to the shadows as much as possible. "Al?" he whispered every now and then, trying to be as soft as he could to avoid being heard by anyone but Al, if he was even here.

Ed continued through the maze of corridors, hiding in various places when footsteps drew uncomfortably close. He noted while they past that most were teens and middle-aged adults, dressed oddly in robes and long suits. He wondered vaguely if it was close to Halloween. Once the footsteps past he bolted off again, trying to get as far away from where the he thought most people gathered as he could, eventually finding himself in a corridor that would probably give him the most luck in finding Al, one that was full of armored suits... Unfortunately, many of those suits were overcast by impossibly dark shadows, making it more than difficult to make out the various features. Figuring he had to start somewhere, Ed walked over to a random suit of armor and whispered, "Al?"

Nothing.

His soft voice echoed for a moment before completely being muted out by the extreme quiet of the corridor. Frustrated, he tried again, only to get the same results. Once the quiet settled he moved on, walking over to random suits that appeared to be about the same size as Al, only to get back negative results. He whispered his name, again and again, but only to receive an answer of that same eerie quiet.

Finally having enough, Ed walked over to a spot in the wall that had enough cleared space for him to rest against without getting poked by one of the corridors many strange suits of armor.

Though not one of the damn suits are Al! Ed though furiously to himself as he sighed and sat on the cold, stone floor and rested his back up against the equally hard wall. Welcoming the darkness that came when he shut his eyes, he relaxed, planning at least to regain some of the energy he wasted checking these ridiculous suits of armor. His sigh muted out and there was a long moment of silence.

"...Brother?" A familiar voice asked, surprising the Fullmetal Alchemist enough to cause quite an interesting reaction. The teen bolted upright, looking as if he'd just been struck by a thousand volts of electricity, and turned to the direction of where the voice had come from. There, just across the corridor, was his brother.

"Dammit, Al." The teen nearly yelled, still recovering from the startle. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his racing heart. "What the hell was that for? You couldn't answer when I was searching for you earlier?" Ed asked, being consumed by his temper.

"Sorry, Brother." Al said nervously, gesturing his hands soothingly to try to calm down his older brother. "I just woke up."

Those words made Ed snap out of tantrum. "Just woke up? Al, you can't sleep," Ed contradicted, confused as to what Al meant.

"I know," Al replied. "I got knocked unconscious when we went through the gate...where are we?"

Ed ignored Al's question, only able to focus on one thing that his brother said. "The gate...?" Ed asked, before realization hit him like a good ton of dense bricks. It only took a moment before Ed's mind had caught up to the situation and he'd exploded again, "Envy, that bastard! He forced me use alchemy and sent us through the gate! He better hope he's dead, because if he's not, when I get my hands on that wannabe homunculi-" Ed''s rant was cut short by his brother and the distant sound of approaching footsteps.

"Brother, calm down. Someones coming!" Al whispered urgently and opened up his armor while motioning for his brother to climb in. Once Ed was inside, Al went to stand by the wall, just as motionless as the other statues. As the footsteps drew near, a hushed conversation could be heard and the dark silhouettes of an old man and women could be made out.

"...Albus. Do you have any idea of where the boy may have wondered off to?" The woman asked, the worry was easily detectable in her tone.

"I'll assume he won't be far. Poppy was just in the room moments before he was discovered missing," There was a pause before he continued, "We shouldn't worry, he won't be able to leave the grounds, and I don't sense that he means any harm to our students or staff."

"Brother, should we talk-" Al started, but was shushed by Ed.

The older woman looked to Albus, her trained hearing picking up the faint sound of a voice. She said nothing on the matter until she was around where the voice had come from.

The woman stood firmly in front of large suit of armor that she assumed had someone hiding inside of it and pulled out a thin, yet sturdy piece of wood. "You should come out, we know you are here." The woman said sternly, noting that at this late hour it could only be a student out of bed or the runaway boy they had found laying unconscious earlier.

There was no answer and the woman stepped forward, leaning in to inspect the armor when a voice, slightly different than the one she heard earlier, called out, "Run for it, Al!"

Much to the woman's surprise, the suit of armor sprang to life and started off down the hall. Instead of chasing after the thing, she muttered a quick spell, "Wingardium Leviosa." At the woman's words the suit of armor came to a stop and lifted abruptly into the air. As the woman followed Albus to inspect the suit, she was startled when the lower hatch bursted open loudly and a small boy with golden hair came tumbling out.

Dazed from the fall and utterly confused, Ed struggled to get to his feet. "Brother!" Al called as he struggled to get back on the ground, but was having no luck with over powering the spell.

"Oh, my. Albus, is that the boy? Is there another in the suit?" The woman asked, and couldn't help herself from wondering about the strange suit of armor.

"Minerva, I do believe so. As for the suit, it is most peculiar." The old wizard stated, his cloudy blue eyes shining under his half-moon spectacles. "Most peculiar, indeed."

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