The first time he had met the boy named "Edward Elric," he was strongly reminded of Tom Riddle…he had the eyes of a hunter. Someone who was absolutely determined to reach his goal.
"What…do you mean that magic is real?" His voice was steady and soft, but almost deadly, as if he were challenging Dumbledore. "You can't be serious." His golden eyes met his own aged eyes, and he wondered briefly if they were natural.
"Exactly what I mean, Mr. Elric." Even though he had said this, he wondered if he could snatch away those words before they reached his ears, though logic told him that there was no way he could be as fast as sound. Is this another Dark Lord in the making?
"Prove it." Maybe if he obliviated the boy… But just because he had the same feeling as when he met Tom, a part of him couldn't help but think that there was a chance that he wouldn't turn out the same.
"Wingardium Leviosa." The desk Mr. Elric was leaning against slowly lifted into the air, and he pushed himself away from it as fast as possible, the wheels on his chair squeaking loudly in protest. Something flashed behind his eyes that Dumbledore couldn't read but it set him on edge.
"I… can't believe this." He abruptly got up. "Sorry, I need..some time." He stood for a moment staring at the desk, and then walked out of the room. For a moment, Dumbledore thought he saw something glistening in his eyes, but it was so quick that he wasn't sure.
Sighing softly, he waved the desk back into its place and got up, his body creaking in protest. Maybe it would be best if he came back another day.
"Ah! Professor Dumbledore! I'm really sorry about Edward! I don't know what got into him. Really, that child! He can be so rude sometimes!"
He smiled warmly at the young woman. It was amazing how such a young woman could open up such a nice orphanage. "Don't worry, dear. I'm sure he has a lot to think about. I'll come back in a few days to hear his answer. Then." He nodded to her and made his exit.
As he was leaving, he caught site of the young man lounging in a tree studying his hands before he apparated back to Hogwarts.
Dumbledore watched contently as the first-years nervously slipped on the hat as their names were called. However, when the name, "Edward Elric" was called, he immediately tensed. Would this boy also end up in Slytherin too, just like Tom? Is this another tragedy in the making?
The hat seemed to take forever, before it shouted out, "SLYTHERIN!" It felt like Dumbledore's heart dropped. Perhaps he should have obliviated the boy's memory when he had a chance… Before it was too late. He watched with sad eyes as the blonde was greeted warmly by the other Slytherins.
However, that night was not full of bad news. He watched with a slightly lighter heart as Harry Potter was greeted warmly by his fellow Griffindors.
As the school slowly devoured their food, he leaned toward Snape and whispered softly, "Please watch Edward Elric.." At the questioning look, well, as questioning as Snape's face could get, he replied, "Just a feeling…"
With a sharp nod, Snape went back to eating his food and glaring/studying the new students.
Ron couldn't believe it. Why did Snape always have to separate the houses and pair every Gryffindor with a Slytherin? Ughhh, that - "Potter and Malfoy," Snape drawled, interrupting his thoughts. "Weasely and Elric…" He moved away.
He sighed, grumbling softly to himself about gits and grease as he picked up his books and moved to the table Elric was at, giving him a weak smile that probably looked more like a grimace. "Well, let's get this over with…" Reading the first step, he grabbed some beetles and started to smash them, trying to get the potion done with as soon as possible.
"I don't think that's how you're supposed to do it…"
He was about to make a snark reply when Ed's hand suddenly snapped out just above Ron's cauldron. "W-what?"
"Nothing. Thought I saw something. Fly, maybe." Ed went back to calmly crushing the beetles when there was suddenly a cry of dismay from behind them; Neville's cauldron suddenly turned into a twisted blob of ooze and began to spill over onto the floor. Looking up at Snape who was rounding on Neville, he caught sight of a smirking Malfoy who tried to flick something in Hermione's cauldron while Harry and Snape weren't watching, but barely missed. Then it clicked; Malfoy was trying to sabotage the Gryffindor's potions! But then why was his..? Wasn't he closer?
He quickly looked over at Ed who alternated between watching the events and finishing his potion, which was textbook perfect as far as Ron could tell.
For a Slytherin, Ron had to admit that Edward Elric wasn't a bad person.
Ever since Ron's story about Elric, Harry noticed that out of the whole school, the blonde seemed to be only one of the few who wasn't interested in Harry as something to ogle at or make fun of, as was the past-time of many of the Slytherins. Instead, he seemed to keep more to himself, even amongst the other Slytherins. According to Hermione, he spent more time in the library than even the Ravenclaws, but never seemed to be working on homework.
Curiosity getting the better of him, he decided to go see for himself what the blonde was researching. Unfortunately, on his way to the library, he was cornered by Malfoy and his goons.
"Well well well. Look what we have here!" There was a malicious glint in his eyes and Harry was shoved back into a secluded hallway. "I've been meaning to pay you back for what you said on the train."
Harry gulped and tried to reach for his wand, but his arm was grabbed by Crabbe or Goyle and he couldn't budge it. Glaring at Malfoy, he spotted Elric's hair just over Malfoy's shoulder.
"Malfoy," he had stopped walking and was watching them. Malfoy turned around.
"What is it, Elric?" His voice didn't contain malice, but it wasn't like he was greeting a friend either.
Golden eyes flicked toward Harry and trained themselves on Malfoy again. "I don't really care what you're doing here, but just thought I'd let you know since I found you. I heard McGonagall on her way."
Malfoy nodded his thanks, growled at Harry and left with the two clowns. Elric studied Harry for a second before walking away.
McGonagall never came.
A/N: Sorry... merely a series of random stuff. None of it really proof-read or anything as I'm too tired to actually write something real.. But I had to write something since seeing that latest Harry Potter movie :D
Funny how things like that will inspire me :O
I guess these are considered drabbles? :/ (There's no real plot for a change... maybe one day I'll rewrite it into a true story..?)
Please excuse any retardedness on my part, and I can't think of a summary or anything, so if anyone has suggestions, that would be lovely.
Title is from Epik High's "Icarus Walks".. which.. the beginning always freaks me out and is the only part of the song I ever remember... -_-