Pinky sat down.
"No tanks. I tink I vill go. I can see dhis class vill not be useful to me, for I alvready know how to read."
"Fine, Mr. Elric. I shall make a small note of it. However, you should know that this class is required to be taken by all students while they attend Hogwarts."
Ed scowled, and bit his tongue. He felt the blood throbbing at his temples from the hated word, but he kept his temper in check. He had made it to the aisle when Harry stood up. Hermione gave out a worried little squeal, and desperately tried to pull Harry back to his seat by his sleeve.
"So, according to you, Cedric Diggory dropped dead of his own accord, did he?" Harry said, voice shaking.
Ed heard the collective gasps from the other students.
"Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident." Pinky said coldly.
"It was murder." Harry said."Voldemort killed him, and you know it."
"Mr. Elric, Mr. Potter, come here." Pinky said. Ed rolled his eyes. She was hunched over her desk, busily writing. By the time the both of them stood before the desk, Pinky tapped her wand to the paper. Ed watched as it folded itself up. "Take this to Professor McGonagall."
Ed fiddled with the collar of his robe, and scowled as he and Harry walked hurriedly down the hall to Professor McGonagall's office. He glanced at Harry, and snorted. Harry was frowning, and his brows nearly touched together at the bridge of his nose.
"So..vwho's Cedric?" Ed said.
"A friend of mine." Harry huffed.
"He sounded like he was very..uh..popular." Ed said.
"He was. There was this whole contest thing last year.." Harry said. "It's..complicated. I wasn't even supposed to be in it, but I was."
Ed nodded, and hooked his thumbs in his pockets. His watch chain jingled musically as he walked. Ed heard the sound of breaking glass, and glanced towards it. In the hall behind them were the remains of two inkwells.
"Ed."
Ed looked over at Harry.
"Why did..um.." Harry scratched his nose. "..when she said that you had no home..what was.."
"It is true." Ed said with a slight frown. "It..is very complicated... But the vrest of vhat she said to me.." Ed shook his head and looked away.
"Yeah..nonsense.."
"..my dreams? Psst!" Ed grumbled. "I know very vell vhat dey mean alvready."
"Me too." Harry said, and shrugged. "But..It's what she wants."
Together they descended a staircase, and as Ed watched, Harry seemed to be looking angrily at something on the banister. Ed glanced in the direction, but saw nothing but air. He did hear a something that sounded like a voice..but it sounded whispery, tinny and very far away. "Potty wee potter..! Ha he ha ha..! And who's this..?.."
"I do not have to be liking it." Ed said as he fiddled with with the cuffs of his long sleeved shirt as they seemed to have wandered upwards a bit on their journey. Harry stopped in front of a door. "Dhis the place? Hey..!"
Ed's right glove-- just fell --as he was gesturing at the door. Exposing his shining metal hand for all to see. Fortunately, the hall only contained himself and Harry at the moment.
"Peeves!!" Harry yelled in angry shock as Ed dove for the glove. Just as his hand was less than a inch away, the glove JERKED away, tumbling about as if it were blown by a gusty wind. Ed heard the same whispery voice..laughing. He narrowed his golden eyes.
"What the shit?" Ed said in Amestrian.
The door flung open, and standing there was a very flustered looking Professor McGonagall. Ed looked down the hall and watched as his white glove abruptly fell to the ground. "Potter. Elric. What are you two DOING out of class?"
"WE were SENT. To see you." Harry said.
"Sent? What do you mean?"
Harry handed her the pink note. Ed put his right hand under his robe, where it now held his notebook.
'At least the stupid uniform's good for that much.' Ed thought in annoyance.
He watched the woman as she tapped the note open with her wand and read. He glanced again at the white glove in the hall..it hadn't moved. He considered giving it another go when..
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