Rabbit got up earlier than usual, hoping to get breakfast and check out the school. She tied up her pink hair in her usual hairstyle and added a few additions to her new school uniform.

Instead of the plain tie, she added her new brooch which held the Silver Crystal. Her skirt was plain, but she added a belt that the Senshi had got her. It was reddish pink with little hearts on it. She decided to go with a red and pink color scheme, instead of the red and gold one. She also decided against the robes, as they restricted her movement too much.

As she exited the room, she saw Hermione and waved.

"Morning Chibiusa-chan," said Hermione.

"Ohayo Hermione-chan!" said Rabbit.

"Remember, you have to speak English here," Hermione reminded.

"Sorry...I completely forgot. Ohayo means 'Good Morning'."

"I kind of figured that."

"Raven should be up in a minute. He never sleeps well, so he was always an early riser."

Sure enough Raven came down five minutes later, fixing his tie, then deciding against it.

"Why do we have to wear these things? It's not like we have to when we graduate..." he yawned.

"Ohayo Raven!"

"Ohayo, Rabbit!"

Raven lead them down to the great hall, where he was unsurprised to see his aunt wolfing down her breakfast. Hotaru was up as well, reading a book from the library. Hermione gravitated to her immediately, sensing a kindred spirit from the girl. Raven grinned widely.

He looked over his scheduled and tried not to laugh. Double DADA, Potions and his last period was History of Magic. Which meant two hours with his aunt, Snape and the ever boring Professor Binns. He looked over Rabbit's schedule and grinned.

"Transfiguration, Charms and Herbology. Need a hand finding the classes?"

Rabbit nodded. So Raven programmed the directions into Luna P for her. If nothing else she could follow the others.

Lina stood at the front in her usual outfit. It had drawn several stares in the hallways...and her smirk caused a sea of shivers to go down student's spines.

Zelgadis had a book in his lap, his legs crossed as he read. Lina was going to start off with White magic for her first class, and work from there. Since the kids barely had any idea how to cast wandless magic, she was going to work her way up. Of course she had an idea for the test subjects for her black magic demonstrations...

Raven walked in, saw his aunt, and dragged Neville and Luna to the front.

"Oh good. You're here early. Which white magic spell should we start with?" asked Lina.

Raven thought about what he had heard about Neville's parents, and said "Have anything which can fix minds?"

"Seriously? That is pretty hard to pull off unless you're a pro. I suppose we could start on minor cuts and bruises and work our way up to that. If all goes well we should be able to move to black and shamanistic magic by the time the holidays roll around."

"Black? As in dark magic?" asked Neville timidly.

"No...completely different branches. Besides, there is no such thing as dark magic. Only the intent to use it is evil," said Lina.

The class filled in rather quickly. Lina pulled out the blackboard and waited for the students to sit.

"Alright, now as I have been informed repeatedly by my nephew, no one has ever held this post for longer than a year. Depending on how much I like teaching you lot I may or may not stay on another year."

She went up to the board and wrote her name on the board. Then she began to write the types of magic that she would be teaching them.

Zelgadis on the other hand had gotten another book to read, having finished the first one.

Hermione read the board with interest, fully prepared to copy everything down.

"Now...as you know I am your new Defense teacher. I am sure many of you are wondering why I haven't assigned a Defense book for this class."

Here she grinned.

"To be honest, I prefer a practical teaching method for magic lessons. That, and most of the books I looked through nearly put me to sleep within five minutes."

The class was clearly torn between snickering and outright laughter.

"Relax guys and gals. I do have a sense of humor. So long as none of you are idiotic enough to prank me, I'll overlook jokes on the other teachers."

Everyone immediately loved Lina.

"For our first lesson I will be teaching you all White Magic. And no, White Magic isn't Light Magic. White magic is primarily for healing and exorcism. If you're lucky I will show you how to really get payback on the annoying poltergeist Peeves."

The students cheered loudly at that news.

For the rest of the lesson Lina taught them the incantations for healing. (After hearing about those Madam Pomphrey discreetly asked for them as well.) Each student copied the spells down with the instruction to try them on their own. Their next lesson would be practical use, which meant they would have to successfully heal something using a spell.

Snape was in full form as he breathed down the necks of everyone except his precious Slytherins. Though he had the most interesting expression on his face when he saw Lina Inverse last night.

Raven tried not to smile. It was clear that Snape still had feelings for his mother which, while disturbing, open the door for bribery.

Fortunately for Snape, Raven wasn't in the mood to tease him at the moment.

History of Magic...enough said. Raven was asleep in minutes.

(Rabbit's day)

It had started out innocently enough. Transfiguration was interesting. Unlike the other Fourth year students, she had no idea that the cat on the desk was her teacher. But she had been raised around talking cats, so instead of assuming it was normal she talked to it like it could talk back.

"Hello, what's your name?"

The other students tried not to snigger. Instead of taking offense she ignored them completely. It wasn't long before she had the cat purring up a storm.

When she heard the bell she took her seat.

So imagine her shock when the cat turned out to be her teacher!

"Fifteen points to Gryffindor."

She beamed at the teacher. Once McGonagall gave her the assignment, it wasn't long before the other students were staring at her. She had finished the assignment in less than five minutes.

"And to think this is the first practical assignment I've had in magic," said Chibiusa.

Five minutes later McGonagall came to a decision.

"See me after class Ms. Tsukino."

"You wanted to see me Sensei?"

McGonagall raised an eyebrow.

"Sensei literally means 'one who has come before'. It's used mostly for doctors and teachers."

"Yes...Ms. Tsukino, have you considered animagi training?"

"You mean like what Raven can do?"

"What form does Mr. Inverse take?" asked McGonagall interested.

"A winged unicorn. He calls himself Helios."

"Interesting. But yes, that is what an Animagus is. I for example turn into a cat."

"How hard is it?"

"Most wizards and witches wouldn't be able to complete the basic training. But you may be able to pull it off."

"Really?"

"And since you are Japanese by birth, you wouldn't have to register with our Ministry."

"When do we start?"

McGonagall seemed much less imposing when she smiled.

Chibiusa was a bit surprised to see a teacher who was shorter than she was. But she took it in stride. It took her a bit more time to finish her homework, but she got it done. Flitwick beamed at her anyway.

Her last class for the day had her grimace. The smell was worse than Usagi's first attempt at home cooking without her grandmother Ikuko helping her. That had been a nightmare.

But once Herbology was done she met up with Raven and the others.

"How did your day go?" he asked her.

"First class was okay, but I wish someone could have warned me about McGonagall's cat."

"McGonagall doesn't own a cat..." said Hermione.

"I found out," said Rabbit embarrassed.

"What did you do?" asked Raven amused.

"I treated her the same way I treat Luna and Artemis. I actually had her purring before the bell rang and she changed back."

"What did she do to you for that?" asked Hermione, curious.

"Gave Gryffindor fifteen points and said she would teach me how to turn into an animal like Raven can."

They stared at her.

"You're kidding right?"

Rabbit shook her head.

"I should have petted her when I first saw that cat..." said Hermione in shock.

"What about the rest of your day?"

"It was okay. But I don't think Herbology will be my best subject."

"Why not?"

"The greenhouse smelled worse than my mother's first attempt at home cooking."

Raven winced. He had been around for that fiasco and it was only his quick thinking that had saved the house from further fire damage.

They relaxed with Hotaru in the library while they finished their homework early.

"I miss the Japanese tutors already," grumbled Raven.

"Why?" asked Neville.

"They were more hands on. Instead of assigning papers based on books they assigned essays based on practical experience. You had to actually perform the spell before you wrote anything and explain your findings."

"That does sound more efficient," mused Hermione.

"And it doesn't put you to sleep as often. For history they had us read muggle history and try to figure out whether magic was involved or not."

"Now that sounds like fun," said Draco walking up.

"No where near as sleep inducing," agreed Raven.

Hotaru looked up from her book and saw Draco.

"Hello Malfoy-san."

"Hello Inverse-san," said Draco promptly. Years of forgotten lessons had come to the surface when he heard Hotaru speak in Japanese.

Raven sensed someone behind him was glaring, and didn't bother to look. The aura was very familiar to him, and he wanted to know why Ron was now stalking him like his cousin used to.

"Why is Ron stalking me like a psychotic murder about to kill someone?" he asked at random.

Hermione looked up, saw Ron and snorted in annoyance.

"He may have figured out that you changed your name, or he's mad that I'm talking to Draco and not him. Either way it's best to ignore him."

"I agree. Weasly has gotten more annoying since you abruptly left last year."

"So the fact that I no longer consider him my best friend is...?"

"A good thing. He was holding you back in more ways than one. Besides, everyone knows he had been paid to spy on you by Dumbledore," said Draco matter of fact.

"Yet another reason why I preferred hanging out with the twins and not him," said Raven.

Ron was definitely getting on his nerves. Raven never realized how much he disliked being followed every single day everywhere he went. It was annoying, to say the least.

So when his aunt mentioned needed someone to practice the white magic she had been teaching, Raven smirked.

"I know just the person."

Of course Draco had been absolutely thrilled when Lina explained that she needed the 'volunteers' bruised badly enough to need healing. He offered his services without thinking twice.

Madam Pomphrey, was not happy about the idea as she was a nurse she hated seeing people hurt for a demonstration of healing magic, agreed it had an added benefit. Not only would students learn how to heal themselves (and lower her workload by a third) but since the Gryffindors and Slytherins would be working out their pre-Quidditch aggression long before the season began, she wouldn't have that headache to deal with.

Lina naturally didn't care about that reason, she only cared about the senseless violence she would be causing and not getting into trouble for.

"Okay everyone, since this is a double period, I am going to teach you a little bit about fighting with your fists and not your magic. There may come a time when you need to fight it out and your wand (she said this word with a bit of disgust) isn't handy or your near too many muggles. So I want you to duke it out with your fists and feet. I will correct stances so you can land a harder punch. Raven, would you care to demonstrate?"

Raven had the evillest smile on his face as he walked up to Ron and punched him with a right hook. To his surprise Ron didn't fall like he half expected.

"Now that's how you would throw a proper right hook. Draco, you're up next!"

Draco had the largest grin on his face as he gave Ron a black eye. That was the signal for the others to take out their aggression on their rivals.

When they had a good hour and a half left of class, Lina called it to an end. By that time most of the students had worn themselves out physically. And judging by the looks they had, they had worn out any pent up aggression against their rival houses.

"I'm giving all of you a fifteen minute break. The snacks on the table are for you to refuel. If I catch you throwing another punch in the halls it will be detention. Now once you can stand without falling, you will each try to heal your friends injuries using the spells I showed you last week. Madam Pomphrey will assist as needed."

For the rest of the period the students fumbled their way with the magic lesson. Several them showed an aptitude for the magic, and Madam Pomphrey noted which ones. By the end of the period most of the injuries dealt were healed, or on their way to being healed.

Lina couldn't be happier with the results.

"Should I be worried about this?" asked Zelgadis when he saw the black eyes.

"Nope. I just got rid of years of pent up aggression."

"No, I mean you teaching them how to fight."

"Hey, it's not like we can't have Hikari bring Amelia here."

"True, but at this rate everyone in the school will be brawling in the hallways."

"From what Raven told me, it was either this or wait until the Quidditch season began and they started throwing spells at each other."

Zelgadis winced. When Lina was through teaching them white magic, she planned on moving on to black. And that was dangerous territory without students in the mood for bloodshed. And from what he could tell, they would be on black magic right around the time this Quidditch started.

"Point made. Best to let them get it out of their systems now and learn how to heal before moving on."

Everything seemed to have found it's pace by the time October came around. The Slytherins and Gryffindors were actually civil to each other in the halls now, to the collective shock of the other teachers.

The Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff class had gotten onto a rockier start in the sparring season. Much to the surprise of the Gryffindor and Slytherin groups, the two normally mild mannered houses went at it like they wanted to kill each other.

Where Gryffindor and Slytherin were vocal about their mutual dislike, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff had been simmering under the surface for years. All they needed was approval from the teachers to go at it, and they didn't need telling twice.

Needless to say Sprout and Flitwick weren't too happy about the bruises their students suffered, though they understood the reasoning.

Things really livened up in November.

"What's this rubbish about?" asked Raven.

New post created! Hogwarts first High Inquisitor elected! Delores Umbridge to inspect Hogwarts classes!

In a surprise move today, Minister Fudge elected Senior Undersecretary Delores Umbridge as Hogwarts first High Inquisitor. She will be inspecting the classes for teaching methods and clearing out the poor education at the school.

"Who or what is Delores Umbridge?" asked Raven.

Hermione found a picture of her and Raven tried not to laugh.

"I bet you two galleons Aunt Lina won't let her through the door," said Raven upon seeing her.

"Make it ten," said Draco.

"We'll put up ten," said the twins.

Neville grinned sheepishly.

"Fifteen for me."

"In that case I'll up the ante to twenty. Hermione, you want in?"

"I bet five that Umbridge gets into the school," she said primly.

"So what's your bet gents? I'm for Aunt Lina."

"Lina," said Draco and Neville.

"Lina," chorused the twins.

"What's the bet about," asked Zelgadis.

"We're betting on whether this High Inquisitor makes it into the castle or not. Want to join in?"

"Fine, what are we wagering?"

Raven reached into his pocket for a galleon, and Zelgadis nodded.

"I'll wager fifteen on her getting in."

"You have galleons?" asked Neville, surprised.

"One, I am an assistant, so I do get paid half the teacher's salary, and two, gold coins aren't nearly as rare where I come from."

"So we have an agreement then? Fifty five gold coins if Lina keeps this woman out of the school and twenty if she makes it in?"

Everyone nodded.

"Alright then. Prepare to pay up when she arrives!"

She made her way up the familiar path into the school. Her pink cardigan was freshly pressed and her favorite pink bow sat daintily on her hair.

She had only one purpose for coming here. And that was to get rid of Dumbledore's incessant lies about the Dark Lord returning. Once he was out of the way, the school would be put under Ministry rule, where it rightfully belonged!

She saw a mane of red up ahead and went to go inside the school. The woman turned, and her eyes narrowed.

Before she could say anything the woman cupped her hands in front of her and started chanting. Without warning she heard her cry "Fireball!"

She yelped as the ball of flame came perilously close to her, and burned off the top layer of her hair. What did that woman think she was doing? She was here under Ministry orders!

She got up and prepared to go in and register a complaint with Dumbledore when the woman shot at her again. This time it was a slim rod of flame.

"Flare Arrow!"

Every time she attempted to enter the school the woman shot fire at her! What the bloody hell was wrong with her?

Finally she gave up and decided to floo her way into the school.

Raven smirked.

"Pay up."

"How did you know Lina would blast her repeatedly?" asked Hermione.

"Wait a minute...what does this woman look like?" asked Zelgadis, suspecting the bet was rigged.

Raven handed him a photo and Zel scowled.

"Why didn't you tell me this woman looked like an Orc?"

"You didn't ask!" the winners chorused.

Lina walked up behind them.

"Raven, I thought you said there aren't any orcs in this world."

"I thought there were none. How was I supposed to know that they came in human form?"