Imaginary

Fullmetal Alchemist x Harry Potter

{Disclaimer: I own neither of the above mentioned franchises, nor do I make any profit from this story.}

Imaginary Prologue

Summary: It was official Dumbledore had lost his mind; more so, than rumor already suggested. Did he actually think using this ancient ritual would work and bring about the end of Voldemort?

Chapter Excerpt: Sirius couldn't help but be selfish, Harry was young, had so much to live for, but could he after making someone else, someone innocent to this war, take his godson's place. He found the answer quite simple. Yes, he absolutely could.

Pairings: Some hinted pairings, though nothing is set in stone. Romantic couplings aren't the main point of this story.

Rated: M

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Sirius looked disdainfully at the withered old man. He along with almost everyone in the Order meeting seemed to have aged ten years in the past few minutes, all because of the words of one Albus Dumbledore.

"You want us to what?" he distantly heard Remus's voice breakthrough everyone else's quiet murmurings. It was the first time that he could ever recall the old Headmaster saying something and everyone reacting in quiet tones rather than outraged hostile ones, that was beginning to become the normal at these Order meeting lately.

"I have found, while it pains me to admit, that Voldemort is currently besting us at this war. We have lost another of our people to his misguided ways." Dumbledore seemed to pause for dramatic effect, at least Sirius could think of no other reason for the man to pause without truly making a point. It's not as if no one in or outside this room knew our side was dropping like doxies, "While I was researching the Philosopher's Stone with Nicholas, I came across a very unusual spell, one that summons a very powerful entity from another realm. I daresay before the I originally heard the prophecy, I was just a few days from doing the ritual myself. Perhaps if I had then things would be different to how they are now."

Sirius leveled Dumbledore with an even stare as their eyes met from across the table. The older man was the first to turn away from him. He knew very well what sensitive territory he was discussing, and Sirius for one did not appreciate.

"How do we know that this entity will not simply bring about another dark lord?" he was very grateful when his voice did not tremble, it sounded a lot stronger than how he felt at the moment.

"There is a chance that that could happen but, we are running out of options, Harry's sixteen, it should not fall upon his shoulders to take this burden."

Sirius couldn't help but be selfish, Harry was young, had so much to live for, but could he after making someone else, someone innocent to this war, take his godson's place.

He found the answer quite simple. Yes, he absolutely could, and he hated himself for it but it was just one of the many reasons on his list of why he no longer could look himself in the mirror.

Shaking his head of such morbid thoughts, he quickly listened to the rest of what Dumbledore was saying, "-to ask for your opinion. This decision will effect all of us here so I think it is only fair."

This is the part where the familiar yelling and arguments of the meetings broke through. He was one of the few that kept his mouth shut, something new to the ex-convict. He looked towards Remus who was sitting a bit further down than he at the table, closer to Dumbledore who was at the head. The werewolf met his eyes before nodding in an almost indiscernible way.

Well that was all the encouragement he needed, and Sirius found himself standing upright, leaning almost unnoticeable against the table, not even registering when he gave his body the order to do so. He finally took a deep breath, turned towards Dumbledore and spoke, "I do not like this. Having someone who is at peace from this war and bring them here to finish our own battles. It's cowardly and despicable. But, I think I'll have to say we should perform the ritual. Harry's life is far too valuable to lose. I don't want to see that happen."

As he sat down he felt everyones' eyes on his person, normally he would be cherishing the attention but today he just wanted to curl into a little ball and sleep never to awaken for another century if he could. But it was not meant to be. And finally, one by one, each order member spoke saying there peace on what they should do.

It was with a heavy heart he listened to Dumbledore say he would return in three nights time, the night of the summer solstice to perform the ritual.

June 21 seemed an eternity away now.

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Imaginary Prologue

AN: I do not, repeat DO NOT like writing a serious Sirius, I always feel I'm not doing his character justice. Though he always seems to come out that way for most of the parts of my stories I write him in. This will be the only chapter of this story that will not be in Ed's point of view. Even if I start narrating the story in third p.o.v. it will always be from Ed's perspective.

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