Capítulo 7: Fullmetal Wizard | Chapter 7
It had to be a dream. The green light flashing before him as it struck his friend. He reached out, but knew it was too late. And the Dark Lord, Voldemort laughing at him, in triumph, as his..twisted, snakelike body took shape before his eyes. He knew he awoke with a start, but he laid there in the bed, just breathing.
There it was. The clinking sound. And again. Harry raised his head and looked at his door. He focused his eyes in the dim moonlight on the key. Against all logic, it was turning. By itself.
Harry reached for his wand on his bedstand, hand shaking slightly.
The key popped out of the lock, and the door swung wide with a burst of light.
"I can't believe these muggles..!" a woman's voice whispered loudly.
"Tonks! for god's sakes" Called a man.
As the wand tip lit the room, Harry saw that it was a woman who held it aloft. Standing next to the woman, was someone Harry recognised.
"Professor Moody! What are you doing here?!?" Harry said.
"Rescuing you, boy! What do you think?"
Ed awoke with a start and realized it was a real bad idea to be awake. The pounding in his head urged him to go back into unconsciousness. In spite of this, he cracked open his eyes and discovered he could barely see anything. And what he was laying on was definitely cold, and very, very hard. He blinked. Then lifted his head.
'Are those...voices?' He thought.
Ed looked around him.
'Where am I?' He thought.
He placed his right hand down to push himself up, but slipped. His head struck the wall with a crash he was sure was heard thoughout the house. Sure enough, he heard...
"What's that?"
It was a voice he didn't recognise, in a loud whisper.
Ed hissed and swore inwardly at his automail, wishing Winry had put some sort of non-slip treatment on his artificial limbs.
'Well..not like my headache could get any worse anyway', he thought, and he got to his hands and knees. 'No nausea this time, good.' he noted. And then climbed to his feet. He looked around him, smirking at his own stupidity.
'A bathroom...of course. I never left.' he thought, left gloved hand rubbing the back of his head. He vaguely remembered the knock on the door, and his refusal of the offer by Mrs Dursley to go to the hospital.
Ed reached for the doorknob, turned it and pulled, but the door seemed to be stuck closed. He shook it. Still nothing. He blinked, and placed his left hand on the door. Closed his eyes and focused. Looking inwardly at the structure beneath his hand.
"Someone doesn't want me out." He muttered softly, then smiled, and removed his hand. Options running through his head.
'Half-assed job...means a low class alchemist. This is almost insulting.' He thought. He leaned his ear against the door. 'How many people?'
He heard a rough voice right by the door just then.
"Looks like the muggle shrimp's awake."
A vein popped out of Ed's temple, and he punched right through the door with his right hand.
"VHO'RE YOU CALLING A RICE GRAIN BEAN AN AMOEBA VOULD OVERLOOK CAUSE ITS TOO SMALL TO SEE?!?"
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