Disclaimer: I still do not own any character in this fan fiction except for the plot.

RESPONSE TO COMMENTS: thanks you for those who pointed out my spelling errors. I am sorry if I made it appear that I was angry because someone pointed out my mistakes. I realize that, from now on, I should type using Word. I actually used to type the whole chapter on the console they provide you with on JLAunlimited. To followers from both JLAunlimited and I promise to improve my writing.

Oh yeah, and I actually write pretty well, since I do it as a profession. However, it seems that I cannot trust my fingers to land on the right keys when I try to type a whole chapter on notepad. Anyway, rest assured, I will trust my machine.

Oh yeah, and I do not think that Snape is evil… he just has issues… But Batman also has issues, right?

Chapter six: first lesson

Harry, Ron and Hermione were hurrying on the path that took them past Hagrid's hut. They were on their way to their first class with the mysterious new teacher. Seeing this class appear on their schedules was no surprise for them, knowing certain activities of the order of the phoenix meant they needed the best protection possible, even if it meant they had to learn about that protection themselves.

Arriving at the newly-built classroom, they were surprised to see many of their classmates waiting outside the door. Usually, whoever arrived at class could enter a room and wait for it to begin. It seems that the Batman had some reason to make them wait.

After a few moments of tense waiting, they jumped at the sound of the new professor's voice saying this message: "All students may now enter."

Entering the classroom, the students found themselves awed at the sight. This room was a far cry from most of the places where they had their classes. It was pretty much equal in size to the other classrooms inside Hogwarts.

The room was divided into two parts. The northern part of the classroom contained a traditional blackboard, some gadgets and muggle contraptions, and some seats. The other half looked more like something they should take a nap in. Traditional Japanese tatami mats covered the floor. The only thing that was stopping them from assuming this was a big bedroom was the fact that the room was adorned with different types of training equipment including a wooden dummy, punching bags and all sorts of weaponry.

"Sit" The command came from the front of the classroom. The person issuing it had an air of authority which they only experienced from three teachers in Hogwarts: McGonagall, Snape and Dumbledore.

Without a word, the students sat down on different benches in front of the blackboard.

When the students were seated, the Batman began the first lesson. Traditionally, he would have asked for their names and gotten to know them. But the Batman only asked one question: "Why are you here?"

As usual, Hermione's hand was in the air before anyone else's. This time, however, the reason for this was because she was the only one actually brave (or dense, as Ron would say) enough to answer.

Harry was expecting a barrage of facts from Hermione, so he was understandably surprised when she merely said "Because we have to be."

The professor showed no trace of emotion at this, but nodded a fraction of an inch. After Hermione lowered her hand, he directed his attention to a single student and asked in a voice full of cold, "Why are YOU here?"

The students all turned their heads in order to see which student he was indicating. Ron gave a start when he saw the unmistakable profile of Draco Malfoy.

Standing up, Draco merely said, "Because I wanted to do this."

Raising his wand, he let out a shout of "Petrificus Totalus!" and a beam of light hit the Batman square in the chest.

Smirking, Draco moved to the front of the classroom to check his handiwork. "Bloody Muggle" Draco said, circling the now unmoving form of Batman. "What makes you so qualified to teach us, eh?"

Suddenly, The Batman's hand shot forward, grabbing a very shocked and very pale Draco by the cloak. Drawing Draco close to his face, he said in a voice full of darkness, "Because I am".

Dragging Draco to the door, the Bat pushed him outside into the mud. "Tell your father to send a better spy or even an assassin next time"

Closing the door, the Bat turned to face the stares of his students. "Lesson number one: always be prepared."

Amazed, the students paid attention to the new professor as he taught about the different aspects of preparation.