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FoT: Hero Counseling
Wanted to write more of Ascension last night, but the BLOODY THUNDERSTORM WOULDN'T GO AWAY. And now I have to go off to Bible School. So I leave you with this.
Title: Foundation of Truth: Hero Counseling
[Previous parts found here.]
Summary: Harry and Edward have a tough discussion.
Note: Main reason for writting this series was the sheer amount of FMA/HP crossovers on FF.net that made NO sense. I tried to take a lot of the clichés they used and make them reasonable. Not sure how well I did.
PG-13, Gen. Post Series (spoilers), no movie information, post book five AU.
Chapter 3: Hero Counseling
“Any luck?”
Edward looked up at Harry. “No. How about you?”
“Found a lot of thing I never want to see but not a hint on counters.” Harry glanced at his watch. “I better head down to the kitchens. We missed dinner.”
“Is anyone likely to miss you?”
“No. Ron and Hermione know I’m doing research and they had a prefect meeting. Everyone else will think I’m with them.”
Edward mentally analyzed the boy in front of him. It was rather obvious he was skipping meals far too often. “In that case I’ll just ask the kitchen to send two meals up instead of one,” Ed replied. He pulled on a bell cord near the door. A house elf appeared with a crack. “I’ll need another meal for tonight Winky.”
“Yes Master Edward!”
Harry stared at the place Winky had vanished from. “Was that really Winky?”
“You know her?”
“Yes. I met her my fourth year. She wasn’t doing well last time I saw her.”
“Dumbledore assigned her to me after I kept forgetting to eat,” Ed admitted sheepishly. “Al always had to do that when I got buried in research.” Harry, who had heard about Ed’s brother last week, only nodded. They cleared off the table just in time for Winky to arrive carrying their dinners. The two teens smiled and thanked the house elf. Harry looked pensive. “What’s eating you?”
“What are you going to do once you figure out how to get home?”
“GO. What else would I do?”
“I mean you can’t do magic.”
Edward froze at that. STUPID not planning ahead like that. ‘I could have someone else cast it…’ But most of what he had found suggested only the caster would be able to travel. “Damm. Dumbledore said I could be a wizard. Maybe I should have enrolled as a first year.” At least he could’ve used his height for once.
“You’d only scare them,” Harry teased. “You know far too much for an eleven year old.”
“Hmph. Well I am eight years older than they are.” Ed mentally grinned. ‘I scared the other eleven year olds when I was eleven.’
Harry played with his food for a few minutes then spoke. “I could teach you some of the basic stuff if you wanted. I did something like that last year. And Hermione could teach you the upper levels. She’s done it enough with Ron and me.”
“Really?” Ed seized onto the idea, yes!-search-for-way-home-has-continued look on his face. “If I could just figure out the basics I could learn the rest.” He had with alchemy after all.
“First we have to get you a wand,” Harry said. “Olivanders opened a new shop in Hogsmade last summer after the public found out about Voldemort.”
“The problem is getting out unseen,” Ed observed. “None of the teachers except Dumbledore and McGonagall know I’m here.”
“Too bad you’re not an animagus like Sirius.” Harry abruptly snapped his mouth shut as grief and guilt flowed over his face.
“What happened to him?” Ed asked. Not that he couldn’t guess the basics. It was obviously a painful subject. He knew however what grief could drive a gifted child to do unchecked. Maybe he couldn’t change the past but he had to try and help Harry. He hadn’t talked to anyone after his mother had died. Sometimes he wondered what would happen if it had…
“He died.”
“And you think it’s your fault.” Ed could catch that much easily, though he wished Al was here. This was more his area of expertise.
“It is my fault! He wouldn’t have been at the Department of Mysteries if I hadn’t been so stupid!”
Ed rubbed his forehead in confusion. He really needed Al. Or Winry. She’d be better at this too. “Better tell me the whole story.”
Harry started slowly, describing his third year when he first encountered Sirius. Edward sat listening carefully. Despite their rocky start Sirius had quickly become a support for Harry. In fact he reminded Ed of a more mischievous version of Hughes. He could recall how shaken he had been when he learned of the intelligence officer’s death years ago. And while Harry’s entrance into the Department of Mysteries had drawn Sirius into the fight with Voldemort’s followers, the man had still gone into the danger of his own free will. Just like Hughes. “It’s not your fault.”
“YES IT---”
“Shut up and let me finish.” Harry snapped his mouth shut. “You were manipulated. You went to help someone, not out of pride or selfishness. You tried to contact all of the people you knew of for help. Don’t tell me you’re the only Voldemort has manipulated”
‘“Older and wiser wizards than she have been hoodwinked by Lord Voldemort.”(1)
Harry blinked as Dumbledore’s words from second year returned to him. The older wizard had been right about Ginny but she was only eleven and he had been fifteen… “But if I practiced Occlumency Voldemort wouldn’t have been able to get into my mind!”
“You only had a few months to learn under a teacher who wasn’t encouraging your success. Voldemort has years of experience and probably would have gotten in anyway.” Ed froze Harry’s protest with a glare. The boy had to know the potential cost of guilt and grief run askew. There were far too many similarities between their lives for Edward’s comfort. If he could stop someone from repeating his mistakes he had to try. “I know. I made a very stupid mistake as a child that cost me my leg and nearly cost my brother his life.” He pushed up his sleeve to expose his automail. “I knew it was forbidden and did it anyway. I deliberately committed an act that no one had been known to survive.”
Harry stared at the metal arm in shock then met Edward’s dark golden eyes. It took him several minutes to find his voice. “What did you do?”
“Human transmutation,” Ed replied in a flat voice.
Since they had been trading tales about their worlds Harry knew not only was this forbidden but even attempting it carried a death sentence. Everything he had learned about Ed told him that the young man was not suicidal. Quite the opposite, he lived his life with a passion many others lacked. “Why?” The question came out hesitant and barely audible.
Edward waited for a long moment. He never had actually told anyone the entire story before. That had always been Al’s job. But Harry, who had lost both of his parents and his one father like figure might understand more than anyone else had. “We tried to resurrect our mother.”
Harry flinched and closed his eyes for a long moment. “I think I understand. If there was even a chance of seeing my parents again I’d take it no matter the risks.” He remembered the Mirror of Erised he had found in his first year. Dumbledore had hidden the mirror warning Harry that it had driven men mad. Had it forced people to make terrible decisions as well? Two pairs of pain filled eyes met in silent communication. Then Harry turned back to less emotional subjects. “Anyway, if you were an animagus we could sneak you out.”
“Wait a minute, is McGonagall an animagus?”
“Yes. Her form is a cat.”
Edward looked sheepish. “I attacked her when I got here.”
“You did? I’m surprised you’re not stuck as a ferret or something.” Harry grinned remembering Malfoy in fourth year. That had been a wonderful sight.
“I thought she was Envy. He’s a homunculus, an artificial human,” Ed explained. “He could shift shapes. He used to spy on us all the time by shifting into other people.”
Harry’s eyes widened. “Then he could be anyone!”
“Yeah, that’s why you had to be careful about what you told people. Almost no way to tell if it was him either.”
“Actually, the polyjuice potion can shift a person’s form but it only works for an hour. We had a spy in the school that way.”
“None of this is doing what needs to be done,” Ed sighed kicking his feet up on the table.
“I guess we’ll just slip you out using my invisibility cloak,” Harry decided. “I’ve shown you how the map works. We'll use that to make sure we get you out undetected tomorrow night. Then I could meet you at the Shrieking Shack. It's a Hogsmade weekend on Saturday.”
“I guess that works. Simplest plan too.” Harry stood and left. Ed packed up his notes and got ready for bed. The night had been exhausting. ‘Al, I wish you were here.’
(1) Quote: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, pg. 330
Title: Foundation of Truth: Hero Counseling
[Previous parts found here.]
Summary: Harry and Edward have a tough discussion.
Note: Main reason for writting this series was the sheer amount of FMA/HP crossovers on FF.net that made NO sense. I tried to take a lot of the clichés they used and make them reasonable. Not sure how well I did.
PG-13, Gen. Post Series (spoilers), no movie information, post book five AU.
Chapter 3: Hero Counseling
“Any luck?”
Edward looked up at Harry. “No. How about you?”
“Found a lot of thing I never want to see but not a hint on counters.” Harry glanced at his watch. “I better head down to the kitchens. We missed dinner.”
“Is anyone likely to miss you?”
“No. Ron and Hermione know I’m doing research and they had a prefect meeting. Everyone else will think I’m with them.”
Edward mentally analyzed the boy in front of him. It was rather obvious he was skipping meals far too often. “In that case I’ll just ask the kitchen to send two meals up instead of one,” Ed replied. He pulled on a bell cord near the door. A house elf appeared with a crack. “I’ll need another meal for tonight Winky.”
“Yes Master Edward!”
Harry stared at the place Winky had vanished from. “Was that really Winky?”
“You know her?”
“Yes. I met her my fourth year. She wasn’t doing well last time I saw her.”
“Dumbledore assigned her to me after I kept forgetting to eat,” Ed admitted sheepishly. “Al always had to do that when I got buried in research.” Harry, who had heard about Ed’s brother last week, only nodded. They cleared off the table just in time for Winky to arrive carrying their dinners. The two teens smiled and thanked the house elf. Harry looked pensive. “What’s eating you?”
“What are you going to do once you figure out how to get home?”
“GO. What else would I do?”
“I mean you can’t do magic.”
Edward froze at that. STUPID not planning ahead like that. ‘I could have someone else cast it…’ But most of what he had found suggested only the caster would be able to travel. “Damm. Dumbledore said I could be a wizard. Maybe I should have enrolled as a first year.” At least he could’ve used his height for once.
“You’d only scare them,” Harry teased. “You know far too much for an eleven year old.”
“Hmph. Well I am eight years older than they are.” Ed mentally grinned. ‘I scared the other eleven year olds when I was eleven.’
Harry played with his food for a few minutes then spoke. “I could teach you some of the basic stuff if you wanted. I did something like that last year. And Hermione could teach you the upper levels. She’s done it enough with Ron and me.”
“Really?” Ed seized onto the idea, yes!-search-for-way-home-has-continued look on his face. “If I could just figure out the basics I could learn the rest.” He had with alchemy after all.
“First we have to get you a wand,” Harry said. “Olivanders opened a new shop in Hogsmade last summer after the public found out about Voldemort.”
“The problem is getting out unseen,” Ed observed. “None of the teachers except Dumbledore and McGonagall know I’m here.”
“Too bad you’re not an animagus like Sirius.” Harry abruptly snapped his mouth shut as grief and guilt flowed over his face.
“What happened to him?” Ed asked. Not that he couldn’t guess the basics. It was obviously a painful subject. He knew however what grief could drive a gifted child to do unchecked. Maybe he couldn’t change the past but he had to try and help Harry. He hadn’t talked to anyone after his mother had died. Sometimes he wondered what would happen if it had…
“He died.”
“And you think it’s your fault.” Ed could catch that much easily, though he wished Al was here. This was more his area of expertise.
“It is my fault! He wouldn’t have been at the Department of Mysteries if I hadn’t been so stupid!”
Ed rubbed his forehead in confusion. He really needed Al. Or Winry. She’d be better at this too. “Better tell me the whole story.”
Harry started slowly, describing his third year when he first encountered Sirius. Edward sat listening carefully. Despite their rocky start Sirius had quickly become a support for Harry. In fact he reminded Ed of a more mischievous version of Hughes. He could recall how shaken he had been when he learned of the intelligence officer’s death years ago. And while Harry’s entrance into the Department of Mysteries had drawn Sirius into the fight with Voldemort’s followers, the man had still gone into the danger of his own free will. Just like Hughes. “It’s not your fault.”
“YES IT---”
“Shut up and let me finish.” Harry snapped his mouth shut. “You were manipulated. You went to help someone, not out of pride or selfishness. You tried to contact all of the people you knew of for help. Don’t tell me you’re the only Voldemort has manipulated”
‘“Older and wiser wizards than she have been hoodwinked by Lord Voldemort.”(1)
Harry blinked as Dumbledore’s words from second year returned to him. The older wizard had been right about Ginny but she was only eleven and he had been fifteen… “But if I practiced Occlumency Voldemort wouldn’t have been able to get into my mind!”
“You only had a few months to learn under a teacher who wasn’t encouraging your success. Voldemort has years of experience and probably would have gotten in anyway.” Ed froze Harry’s protest with a glare. The boy had to know the potential cost of guilt and grief run askew. There were far too many similarities between their lives for Edward’s comfort. If he could stop someone from repeating his mistakes he had to try. “I know. I made a very stupid mistake as a child that cost me my leg and nearly cost my brother his life.” He pushed up his sleeve to expose his automail. “I knew it was forbidden and did it anyway. I deliberately committed an act that no one had been known to survive.”
Harry stared at the metal arm in shock then met Edward’s dark golden eyes. It took him several minutes to find his voice. “What did you do?”
“Human transmutation,” Ed replied in a flat voice.
Since they had been trading tales about their worlds Harry knew not only was this forbidden but even attempting it carried a death sentence. Everything he had learned about Ed told him that the young man was not suicidal. Quite the opposite, he lived his life with a passion many others lacked. “Why?” The question came out hesitant and barely audible.
Edward waited for a long moment. He never had actually told anyone the entire story before. That had always been Al’s job. But Harry, who had lost both of his parents and his one father like figure might understand more than anyone else had. “We tried to resurrect our mother.”
Harry flinched and closed his eyes for a long moment. “I think I understand. If there was even a chance of seeing my parents again I’d take it no matter the risks.” He remembered the Mirror of Erised he had found in his first year. Dumbledore had hidden the mirror warning Harry that it had driven men mad. Had it forced people to make terrible decisions as well? Two pairs of pain filled eyes met in silent communication. Then Harry turned back to less emotional subjects. “Anyway, if you were an animagus we could sneak you out.”
“Wait a minute, is McGonagall an animagus?”
“Yes. Her form is a cat.”
Edward looked sheepish. “I attacked her when I got here.”
“You did? I’m surprised you’re not stuck as a ferret or something.” Harry grinned remembering Malfoy in fourth year. That had been a wonderful sight.
“I thought she was Envy. He’s a homunculus, an artificial human,” Ed explained. “He could shift shapes. He used to spy on us all the time by shifting into other people.”
Harry’s eyes widened. “Then he could be anyone!”
“Yeah, that’s why you had to be careful about what you told people. Almost no way to tell if it was him either.”
“Actually, the polyjuice potion can shift a person’s form but it only works for an hour. We had a spy in the school that way.”
“None of this is doing what needs to be done,” Ed sighed kicking his feet up on the table.
“I guess we’ll just slip you out using my invisibility cloak,” Harry decided. “I’ve shown you how the map works. We'll use that to make sure we get you out undetected tomorrow night. Then I could meet you at the Shrieking Shack. It's a Hogsmade weekend on Saturday.”
“I guess that works. Simplest plan too.” Harry stood and left. Ed packed up his notes and got ready for bed. The night had been exhausting. ‘Al, I wish you were here.’
(1) Quote: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, pg. 330
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Can't wait for more!
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Should be soon. ^^
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....Is this already on FF.n?
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Too true, I bet. Ed was the scariest 11/12 year old ever (especially in manga-verse, since he pulled that stuff with Bradley and then tried to threaten Roy with an observation he made while pulling that stunt with Bradley...)
Random Ed fangirling aside, I love the way those two are bonding. XD Harry so totally needed someone like that in his life.
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Harry does need a friend like that. Someone different than Ron and Hermione, a little older and more experienced, but not trying to protect him. Glad you like. ^_^
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...hey waitaminute...that said SLACKER! o_o;
...how'd you know that? :o
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Though that really was supposed by be "STALKER" ^^;;no subject
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OMG I’m a stalker!But I will wait until you edit them on LJ to comment (it’s Touka Koukan! ^_~)(That DOES NOT mean you have to hurry. I’m sure you have a lot of things more interesting to do. Like write other fics.
OMG I’m really an obsessive stalker!Like that I will take the time to think about intelligent comments, for a change)no subject
(No worries, I won't rush. Stupid finals keep me from writing, but I do look forward to posting/writing more stuff soon.
And I don't mind stalkers. *cuddles*)no subject
Very little quibbles, before I post:
“Really?” Ed seized the idea. Yes!-Search-for-way-home-has-continued look on his face. “If I could just figure out the basics I could learn the rest.” H had with alchemy after all.
Maybe it misses one or two verbs. And an ‘e’ at ‘He’.
In fact he reminded Harry of a more mischievous version of Hughes.
Err… Ed?
I’ve shown you how to work the map. If Ed doesn’t have his wand yet, how can he use the map?
…Or maybe not. Who am I to criticize in English? *disappears in a cloud of shame*
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Some of those, I think, may be copying errors. Will have to fix. *puts on list of things to do* Thanks!
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Wowww, you even added the links for the others... *dazzled*
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where are the others DDx
-freaking out-
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or was that a joke D":>
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