Edward
Correct! You have defeated me! Truth cackled. Edward smirked, but Truth wasn't finished talking just yet.

Nobody has beat me for centuries! He giggled. Edward paused. He wasn't sure if he should be proud or afraid. He had a feeling in his gut, but it wasn't a good one. "Brother..." He heard a familiar voice say softly. He looked past Truth to find his little brother Alphonse sitting on the floor in front of his Gate, naked and malnourished as ever. He was alarmingly thin, so thin that you could count his ribs. His golden hair was long and shagged, and covered his right eye, leaving his golden colored left eye the only one visible. Edward's eyes widened as he stared at his brother.

"A-Alphonse!" Edward cried out, reaching towards him. Alphonse just smiled weakly at him, and Truth chuckled. Edward turned to him, a fiery look in his eye, as usual.

"So I can give up my Gate to bring Alphonse back, right?" He asked.

Yes, you can, Truth replied. Edward grinned and was about to clap his hands together, but Truth interrupted him. However, He said. Ed frowned. Was there something wrong with his plan? He was sure he calculated everything correctly.

Since you have proved your worthiness and since you entertain me quite a bit, I have another proposal for you, Mr. Al-che-mist, Truth said, a grin spreading on his face. Ed just eyed him wearily and suspiciously. "Oh, yeah? What is it?" He asked, cautiously.

I will return the Colonel's eyesight, your teacher's organs, and your brother's body, that is, if, Truth said, you are up to it. That caught the young alchemist's attention. He looked up at Truth, unsure whether or not he should agree to whatever this was.

"What's the catch?" He asked, narrowing his eyes suspiciously at the white, empty figure. Truth chuckled.

You will lose your right arm once again, but don't freak out, it'll be replaced by your Automail, It said. Ed smirked. "That's it? That's all there is too it?" He questioned.

You didn't let me finish, Truth snapped. Don't interrupt. Ed kept quiet, impatience and curiosity growing within him. What was Truth going to have him do? What was it going to take from him? Surely something as good as a deal like this required something of equally great value. That was, after all, the law of Equivalent Exchange.

As I was saying, It said, You'll be sent to another world to watch over Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived. It said simply. Ed gawked. First off, Edward thought, what kind of retarded name was The Boy Who Lived? My name,The Hero of the People sounds way better. He frowned, Truth's words repeating itself in his head. Another world? He paused for a moment, thinking of his teacher, that damn bastard Colonel, and, of course, Alphonse. They'd be able to get what they'd lost if he just did this one simple thing. However, the young boy feared that he might never see them again if he did agree on this.

"A-Another world? How the fuck is that possible?" He asked, finally, after a few moments of thinking.

There are more than one Gates, Mr. Al-che-mist, Truth replied. Each Gate connects to one another, so I can easily send you wherever I want as long as you agree. It said, a smug tone in its voice. Edward contemplated his choices. If he destroyed his Gate, then he wouldn't lose his arm at he's wanted back for years and he'd return with Al. But then he could never again use alchemy, the second most important thing in his life, the thing that gave him the power to be a State Alchemist and save lives.

However, if he went to this strange world, then he'd be able to get everyone, excluding him, who saw the Gate back what they lost. But then he'd lose his right arm once again, and might not see any of his loved ones ever. Their faces flashed through his mind- Alphonse, that bastard Colonel, Teacher, Winry, Granny Pinako, and, against his will, Hohenheim, his good for nothing father. He scowled.

He was really in a dilemma. Truth yawned. Tick tock, Mr. Alchemist, It said. I don't have all day. Pick. Ed's hands curled into fists, and he made his decision. "I'll..." He said. He gazed at Al, who was staring at him, wide-eyed. Ed clenched his jaw. He looked up at Truth. "I'll protect this damn Potter kid. But, I have a few questions," Edward said.

Al smiled faintly, knowing that his brother would choose that option. Though his big brother may not seem like it, he was actually pretty selfless and loyal. However, Al couldn't help but be sad. He promised to Winry that they would both return safely. And, obviously, Al would be the only one returning.

Fire away, Mr. Alchemist, Truth said. Ed was quiet for a moment, then finally said, "Is there a way back home?" Truth just nodded.

There is. The way back to your world lies in Hogwarts. It answered. Ed frowned.

"Why the hell would someone name a school Hogwarts? What kind of name is that? You also mentioned that it was a school for witchcraft and wizardry. The fuck does that mean?" He growled.

It means that it's a school of magic. Truth replied impatiently. Edward scoffed.

"Magic? Magic doesn't exist. It completely ignores-"

-The law of Equivalent Exchange. Truth finished. There is such a thing of magic in that world. It's a world where Equivalent Exchange is completely unheard of. As soon as you arrive, you should be getting your Hogwarts letter, because believe it or not, everyone in Amestris has magical blood running through their veins. Edward growled. Everyone in Amestris had magic in their blood? No god damn way. He decided not to question it, though, since he noticed that Truth was beginning to become impatient and irritated.

Is that all, Mr. Alchemist? Truth asked. Edward frowned, but nodded, stealing a glance at his brother as the gate behind both Ed and Al opened. Small, black hands shot out the Gate and grabbed Ed, pulling him back. The same happened to Al. "Alphonse!" Edward yelled.

"Brother!" He yelled back. He smiled weakly. "Don't get in too much trouble or break your Automail. Winry will kill you once you come back." He stated. Ed gave a weak chuckle. He was almost inside the Gate.

"I'll try not too," He yelled. "Tell the gearhead not to worry. I'll come back. I swear it!" The young alchemist screamed as he was pulled into the Gate. As soon as he was nowhere to be seen, the doors closed, an amused Truth the only thing left in the white landscape.