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Reimei: Honor and Pride
300th Review Special!
Honor or Pride Part 2: And so it begins…
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Ed woke up to the white walls of the infirmary. He sat up in his bed, the events that happened a few hours ago flooding his mind. While he was happy that the whole Chamber of Secrets issue had been resolved, it still bothered him that he had found alchemy experiments down there. Ed looked to his right. Harry was still asleep. Killing a Basilisk, saving Ginny, defeating an evil spirit, and nearly dying in the whole process, it was no wonder he was exhausted.
Looking to his left, Ed saw the still bodies of those who were Petrified. Ed stared at Roy's still body. This time despair didn't fill him, but rather joy. Madam Pomfrey had informed him that the mandrake potions would be brewed by that evening, which meant everyone, including Hermione and Roy, would be back on their feet by tonight.
Ed looked up, startled to see Dumbledore standing in front of his bed. When did the old man come in? "You said yesterday," Dumbledore started, "that you ended up in another place of the Chamber. What was there?"
Pondering on it for a few moments, Ed decided not to tell Dumbledore exactly what he had found. While he trusted the older wizard, there was no need to tell him of what exactly was going on back home. What he found down there was somehow related to the chaos back home, Ed knew. He opened his mouth to tell Dumbledore there was nothing there, when Lucius Malfoy suddenly walked into the infirmary.
Behind him, Dobby came scurrying in, wrapped in bandages. Ed's eyes widened. So Dobby was the Malfoy's house elf! Ed's heart went out to him. It must be a nightmare living with the Malfoys.
"So," Lucius sneered at Dumbledore. "Have you stopped the attacks yet? Have you caught the culprit?"
Dumbledore's eyes just twinkled at him. "We have. It was the same person as last time, Lucius. But this time, Lord Voldemort was acting through somebody else. By means of this diary." He held up the small black book with a large hole.
Ed watched Dobby. The elf was making strange signals and then hitting himself as punishment. Dobby pointed to the diary and then Lucius. The light bulb went on. Harry had told him about the encounter between Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy.
"Ah. I just remembered something," Ed spoke up, interrupting the staring match between Lucius and Dumbledore. "You ran into the Weasley family in Diagon Alley and you picked up Ginny's old Transfiguration book. I think it would have been quite easy to slip the diary inside, don't you think?"
Lucius' grip tightened on his cane. "Prove it," he hissed.
"Oh, no one will be able to do that," said Dumbledore, smiling at Ed. "Not now that Riddle has vanished from the book. On the other hand, I would advise you, Lucius, on not giving out anymore of Lord Voldemort's old school things. If any more of them find their way into innocent hands, I think some people, Arthur Weasley for one, will make sure they are traced back to you…"
Lucius stared long and hard at Dumbledore and Ed, not saying anything. Finally, he turned and left. "We're going, Dobby!" Lucius tore open the door, and stormed out.
Ed stared as Dobby stumbled out of the infirmary. It was then that an idea hit him. With a sly grin he asked, "Professor, can I return the diary to Mr. Malfoy?"
Dumbledore smiled. "Of course. Don't forget the feast is about to start. I'll wake Harry up in the mean time."
Ed clapped his hands and touched his bed sheets. As the blue light faded, a shirt fell into Ed's hands. He tied the bottom of the shirt into a knot, dropped the diary in through the neck and ran out the door.
"Mr. Malfoy!" Ed shouted, catching up to the blond man and Dobby. "You forgot something!" He shoved the shirt and the diary into Lucius' hands.
Lucius snatched the diary out of the shirt and tossed the shirt on the side. "I shall remember this, Mr. Elric," he sneered. "You'll meet the same fate as Harry Potter's parents if you continue this. Meddlesome fools they were."
He turned to leave. "Come, Dobby."
The elf didn't move. "I said, come," Lucius repeated.
Dobby held up the shirt that Ed made. "Master has given a shirt. Master gave it to Dobby," the elf said, his voice trembling with amazement. "Got shirt… Master threw it, and Dobby caught it… Dobby is free!"
Lucius snarled, whipping out his wand from his cane and pointing it at Ed. "You lost me my servant!"
Dobby stood in between Ed and Lucius. "You will not hurt friend of Harry Potter!"
Lucius flew backwards, hitting the wall. He stood up, shakily. Pointing his wand at Dobby, he snarled, "You!"
"You shall go now," Dobby spoke, pointing his finger at Lucius. "You shall not touch Harry Potter or Harry Potter's friends! You shall go now!"
Lucius snarled one more time before sweeping his cloak behind him and leaving. As soon as he was out of sight, Dobby hugged Ed. "Mr. Elric has freed Dobby! Mr. Elric has set Dobby free!!" Dobby shouted happily.
Ed chuckled. "Just call me Ed. And it was the least I could do. Just promise not to try and save Harry's life again, okay?"
Dobby smiled and hugged Ed again. "Thank you so much Mr. Elric! Harry Potter and his friends are far greater than Dobby has imagined! Farewell!" There was crack and Dobby was gone.
Ed smiled. Just then Harry came running around the corner and grabbed Ed's arm. "Come on, Ed! The feast is about to start!!"
"Harry, wait!" Ed dragged his feet, slowing down the boy. Harry turned to look at him. "The petrified people? They awake?"
Harry nodded. "Yeah! Madam Pomfrey is giving them the mandrake potion right now!"
Ed ran back in the direction of the infirmary. "Go ahead!" he shouted back to Harry. "I'll meet you down there."
Harry smiled, knowing the reason. "Okay!"
Just a few feet from the infirmary, Hermione tackled Ed. "Hermione! You're alright!" Ed exclaimed. Hermione grinned.
"You guys solved it! I heard everything from Dumbledore!" she shrieked happily.
Ed grinned back. "Yeah, we did. Harry did most of the work though. Speaking of which, Harry already headed down to the feast. You should go too."
Hermione nodded. "You coming?"
Ed shook his head. "Not now. I wanted to see Roy first."
Harry turned the corner and ran into the one person he didn't want to see: Draco. Both boys groaned before realizing whom they just ran into.
Draco stared at him. "You're alive," he said slowly.
Harry frowned, insulted. "Hoping I was gonna die down there?" he said with a clenched fist.
Draco's cheeks turned a bright red. "No! I mean argh! You're impossible, Potter! Forget it!" He stormed off into the Great Hall, hurt that Harry didn't believe he was actually concerned.
Harry watched Draco's back as he walked away. He blinked rapidly, confused at Draco's words. He really didn't understand him.
Roy stretched his stiff limbs. Being petrified was not the best thing in the world. He picked up his state alchemist watch and placed it back in his pocket. Then he grabbed his cloak and threw it on. Dumbledore had informed all those who had been petrified of what had happened a few hours ago.
Roy smiled to himself. So Ed, Harry and Ron had figured out the final piece. He came across the Basilisk's entry just a few hours before he was attacked. Roy thanked his luck that he had only been petrified and not killed.
He was adjusting his tie when he felt someone's arms wrap around his waist. Roy looked over his shoulder. "Edward?" he said quietly.
Ed had come into the infirmary quietly and gave him a quick hug. "You idiot," Ed muttered, not looking Roy in the eye. "Don't you ever do something like that again!" He whacked Roy on his head for good measure.
Roy smiled and patted Ed on the head. "I won't," he chuckled. "Come on. Let's get to the feast."
The feast had been terrific. Students in their pajamas gathered around Harry, Ron and Ed, asking every question possible about what had happened. The party lasted all through the remainder of the night. Hagrid showed up halfway past three, sweeping the three boys into a hug. Professor McGonagall announced that Gryffindor had secured the House Cup for another year and all final exams had been canceled in celebration.
Roy joined the rest of the teachers who cheered when Dumbledore announced that Lockhart would not be able to return to his teaching post and would be sent to the hospital to recover his lost memory.
"Finally!" said Ed. "I was getting annoyed with that fraud."
Ron laughed. "You know, he was actually starting to grow on me."
The reminder of the days had flown by all too fast. Before Ed knew it, it was time to leave once more. He noticed that Draco was acting reclusive, avoiding Harry especially. Ed brushed it off, assuming it had to do with the fact that his dad had been sacked as school governor. Ginny had recovered nicely and was happily chatting with her friends.
Soon they had climbed into the Hogwarts Express and were heading back to King's Cross.
"So Ed, you're gonna come back next year? It'll be a shame if you don't, seeing as you've spent two years learning magic and should finish," said Harry.
Ed shrugged, glancing at Roy who had fallen asleep. "I dunno. I got a lot of things to do back home."
"What kind of things? I mean, I know you'll probably be busy, but seriously what could keep you from coming back every year to Hogwarts?" asked Ron. Ed never talked about his hometown, much less about himself. All they knew was that Ed practiced alchemy (which was like his hometown's form of magic,) and that Mr. Mustang was from there too.
Ed shifted in his seat nervously. There was really no need to tell Harry, Ron and Hermione about the truth he was after or the fact that he was in the military. "Well, I work," Ed explained. "It's just me and my brother because my parents are dead, so I have to work to support us. And, well, I can't keep going to Hogwarts if I don't have the funds to support myself." It was a partial lie. It was true that he worked, but he had the funds to support himself. Between his excess research funds and salary from the military, Ed actually had enough to buy himself a mansion and retire for life.
"So Mr. Mustang isn't your guardian?" Hermione asked.
Ed shook his head, amused at what Hermione was suggesting. "No. He's not. He just works in the same place that I do."
"As a librarian?"
Ed laughed at that one. "No. Believe it or not, this guy is not a real librarian," Ed said pointing to Roy.
"Then what on earth do you guys do?" asked Harry.
Ed chuckled again. "Well that, I'm afraid, is a secret."
"What?! Don't you trust us?" Ron probed.
"Of course I do. But that doesn't mean I have to tell you," Ed said secretively. There was no need to expose his friends to the world that he lived in. The train drew to a stop. "We're here," said Ed, changing the subject. "Hey, Roy! Wake up."
Roy stirred. "We're here already?" he asked sleepily. He was hoping his nap would last for a little bit longer.
Harry was scribbling something on a piece of paper. He handed one to Ed, Ron and Hermione. "This is my telephone number. I showed your dad how to use the phone over the summer," Harry told Ron. "And Ed, I'm not sure if you even have phones in your country."
Laughing, Ed took the number. "We do, but I don't think I'll be able to call you anyways. I don't think I can call that far away. We're kinda behind on the whole advancing of technology. You're better off trying to contact me by owl."
"Still, try. I can't stand another two months with only Dudley to talk to," Harry complained.
They all exited the train. "You could probably send it to Mr. Mustang here and he'll pass the message on to me," Ed said.
Roy grumbled. "I'm not your messenger."
"But you're the fastest way to get messages to me," Ed grinned.
"Why is that?" asked Harry. If they both worked at the same place then why would it be faster to send messages to Mr. Mustang?"
"That's a secret," Ed said.
"He travels a lot for our work," Roy explained. Ed elbowed him in the stomach for ruining that secret.
"Ah, I see," said Harry. "Well, keep in touch you two!" Harry waved bye to them as he, Ron, and Hermione walked through the gateway first.
Roy looked at Ed. "Ready to go home?" he asked.
Ed grinned. "Yup. I missed Al and everyone else."
They both turned to head towards the 9 ¾ portal way when a voice stopped them. "I'm afraid you two aren't going anywhere."
"When one door closes another door opens; but we often looked so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us."
- Alexander Graham Bell
-ducks- I know I know. You're gonna kill me for the cliffhanger. Anyways, this concludes the end of Reimei! Be on the lookout for Asa!!
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