𝑀𝓎 𝐿𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝐼𝓃 𝒪𝒻 𝒥𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓊𝓈𝓎 - 𝐸𝓃𝓋𝓎

Eve/ Third Point of View

"This is Arthur Weasiley" Dumbledore said, gesturing at a red haired man. "Arthur, this is Edward, Alphonse, Eve, and Envy." He said introducing them. "They will be teaching at Hogwarts this year. But since my schedule is quite packed I was hoping you could help them with their supplies."

"Of course. In fact, me and my family were just about to go get supplies with Harry. There inside Gringotts." 

"I'll send Minerva to come pick you all back up at 8" and with that Dumbledore was gone.

"Did he just...?" Ed asked unsure.

"Yes, little brother. He just left." Envy answered.

"Alone. With someone we don't know. And for Truth's sake. WHERE. THE. HELL. ARE. WE?" Eve said, yelling out the last little bit.

"Uh- if you could all follow me now." The wizard said, looking unsure because of Eve's little outburst.

"Oh yes. Please don't mind them. They're just a little shocked since we just found out that magic is real." Al says.

"Wow. These guys are shorter than you, Ed" Envy teased when he first entered the bank.

"Who did you just call, was small like a grain of rice and in fact that he's so short he doesn't show up in your eyes?!" Ed yelled, shocking the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione who had never heard one of his rants before. But Al, Envy, and Eve, didn't so much as even flinch.

The goblin in front of them just coughed "Anyway it has just come to my attention that you 3 are the sons of Van Hohenheim." Ed and Envy tensed at the mention of their father "And thus you three already have a vault here. Would you like to see it?" he asked.

Eve answered before the boys could yell at him, "Yes please" she then turned to Envy and Ed "It could be useful. And don't forget Envy, Ed, as much as you'd hate to admit it but me and Envy wouldn't have met if it weren't for him and, Ed, if it weren't for him you wouldn't have ever gotten to see Al again."

"Who you guys are bloody rich. They are even richer than you Harry." were the first words out of Ron's mouth, when the Van vault opened.

"Ronald! Don't be rude." Miss Weasly scolded.

"Doesn't matter. It's not our money, it's that man's." Ed said scouling, as he kicked a few gold coins bitterly.

Al was about to scold him, but something white caught his attention. "Hey guys, look at that." Al pointed out.

The group turned to look at where the youngest brother was pointing. There right at the foot of the pile of gold were four sealed letters, neatly lined side by side.

Eve walked up to them. She saw a letter with her name written on it in cursive. She opened the letter and was shocked at what she read.

Dear Eveylen, or Eve as I hear you like to be called,

I have only met you a few times, thus I really do not have a lot to say to you, but I do have a request to make.

I have noticed the mutual attraction you and my son share, leading me to believe that the two of you are Soulmates. My research on Homunculus has shown me that since Homunculus are created without a soul, they have a soulmate, a perfect half, out there in the world that will be their soul. 

I believe you are Envy's Soulmate, thus I ask of you, please watch over my son, please give him the love I never could because of my selfishness, I beg of you.

Sincerely,

Van Hohenheim

No way. I turned around, tears falling down my cheeks. "Envy. Ed. Al. You. Need. To. Read. Your. Letters."

Ed turned away, scoffing. "Noway, I-" 

"JUST DO IT EDWARD!"

Edward looked shocked but did as the black haired girl had asked, realizing Eve would never shout unless she truly felt it was important. 

Edwards Point of View

I bent down and picked up the letter addressed to me, doing what Eve had wanted. Envy and Al following my lead.

Dear Edward,

I have so much to say to you right now, but no words come to me right now on how to explain it, all that comes it shame. Shame for my actions. Shame for how I treated you and your brother. Shame for how I ignored your mother as she was dieing.

I understand that I can't go back in time, I have no regrets for my actions, none but one. 

I regret not telling you and your brother how much I loved you. Not telling your mother how much I loved her.

I understand that nothing I could say or do, could ever excuse my actions. 

All I can ask is for your forgiveness. I know I am not worthy of your forgiveness, I am not even worthy of your hate. But I beg of you. Please, could you find it in your heart to forgive this foolish, ignorant, old man.

Edward, take care of your brothers, and please allow me to say the one thing I was always too afraid to tell you. 

Edward, my Son, I love you.

Yours truly,

Van Hohenheim

I can feel my cheeks getting wet, but I know I can't cry, Al and even Envy might need me. "Dam it" I curse as I feel tears rush down my face.

He was a foolish, ignorant, old man, 

but he was my old man. 

He was my father.

And despite all his flaws, 

I loved him,

I still love him,

I forgive you Dad.

Al's Point of View

I hesitated in opening my letter, but if these truly are my father's last words, then I know if I never read them, I could never forgive myself.

Dear Alphonse,

You my son have a kind heart, a heart that I have taken advantage of. Despite everything I have done, you still love me. You still consider me your father, a title I know I do not desire under any circumstances.

You are so much like your mother. Kind, caring, forgiving, you forgive a person even when they do not deserve it. So I ask you, could you find it in your heart, that is full of bottomless love, to forgive this old man once more.

Alphonse, there so much more I would like to say to you, but I can not find any, but these three words.

Please allow me to say to you in death, what I could never say in life,

Alphonse, I love you.

Please watch over your brothers and keep them out of trouble.

Yours truly,

Van Hohenheim

Dad,

I love you to,

I forgive you too, just like I know big brother will as well.

Envy's Point of View

I sighed. Taking a deep breath I opened the letter.

Dear Envy,

I am sorry.  I am sorry for abandoning you. 

There was never anything wrong with you. The only person who was wrong was me.

I was so focused on turning you into Willian that I was blind to seeing you for who you truly were, you. 

I am a kind, caring, curious boy, who just a little scared and shy, of the world around him. 

I killed Willian, and I nearly killed you too, until Eve came and saved you. She saw you for who you truly were, you.

I know that this is far too much to ask of a person who I hurt so much. A person I was supposed to love as a second chance at having a son, a person who I was meant to love and cherish, I instead treated like he was some kind of imposter. Please, could ever forgive this old man.

I love you,

My Son.

What over your brothers, please love them, give them the love I could never give you.

Yours truly,

Van Hohenheim

No. Freakin way. That old man managed to do in death, what he could never do in life. 

He became my dad.

I jumped, when I felt a soft hand on my bare arm. I turned around to see Eve.

"It's ok to cry you know." She spoke, voice gentle.

Before I know it I'm pulling her close, as I cry for the first time since her death.

"Uh can we go now?" the red haired boy asked.

"RONALD!" his mother scolded him.

Eve just laughed, "It's fine. SO what do we do about all this money?"

Surprisingly it was Ed who spoke up, "It is our Dad's, be a waste to just let it rot in here. Don't you think?"

Al nodded. I just smirked. "True" I said, placing the letter back in it's chest, with the other three letters, but closing it this time, knowing it would be safe.

Eve smiled, "Lets go boys, we have quite the bit of shopping to do. And we really don't have a budget either."