Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and Akame Ga Kill is owned by Takahiro and Tetsuya Tashiro. I own nothing.

Professor Sprout walked down the Hufflepuff table handing out the students schedules as she did just like last year. Looking at his Harry saw that it was more or less the same as he had last year. He still shared the same classes he did last year with the same houses, the only real difference being that the times of the classes had been changed ever so slightly.

Upon finishing his breakfast Harry and Neville made their way to their first class, Defense Against the Dark Arts. This was going to prove to be quite the experience.

As they arrived outside the class they saw that a few Ravenclaws were also waiting ever so patiently outside the door. Hermione being one of them, and it appeared as though she was about to burst with excitement at the thought of entering that room.

A few minutes passed and more students began to gather outside the classroom door. Most of the time was spent talking to one another about what Esdeath would be like as a teacher. A few muggleborns like Justin appeared quite nervous about having a class with her, no doubt given her reputation. The purebloods and halfbloods had no idea what was in store for some of them.

Finally the door opened to allow the students inside. Harry didn't think he ever saw someone move as fast as Hermione did, as she was the first one in the classroom and choose a seat right at the front of the room.

When Harry entered he noticed that Esdeath had done some decorating. Last year Quirrell had more or less had kept the room bare, with the exception of heavy curtains hanging over the windows. Now the walls were adorned with paintings of various battles of troops fighting one another, stabbing each other, holding up a decapitated head like a spoil of war. There were also weapons cases off to the sides of the desks that held some rather ornate looking swords as well as torture tools.

Standing at the front of the room right next to the blackboard was Esdeath herself. Still dressed in her usual military attire she eyed the students as they filed into the room.

"Good morning class," Esdeath said once everyone had been seated.

"Good morning professor," the students replied, Hermione being the loudest.

"Yes," Esdeath said still scanning the room with her icy blue eyes, "you may all either address me as Professor or General. Is that clear?"

A collection of "Yes Professor," and "Yes General," echoed from around the room.

"Good. Now that that is out of the way let's just get right into the lesson shall we," Esdeath said. "How many of you actually know how to defend yourself?"

Most of the students raised their hands for this. Esdeath just looked slightly amused. "Now I think some of you might have misunderstood me. I was asking how many of you actually know how to defend yourself, meaning that you know how to make due without a wand, and how to kill if you need to."

Every single hand that went up dropped back down after Esdeath's statement. "That's what I thought," Esdeath said as she began to develop a slight smile. "Do not fret however that's why I am here. By the time I'm through with all of you, you'll be in fine physical condition and have the strength needed to survive. I plan on pushing you all to your limits every time you step into this class so if you're too weak to handle that I suggest that you leave this class right now, because I have no patience for that."

Harry took the chance to look around the class, many of the students looked uncomfortable, but no one made a move to leave. "No one is going to leave?" Esdeath asked. "We'll see. Push these tables to the side they will only get in our way."

Twenty minutes later Harry and the others pushed the tables back into position most of the students were totally exhausted. Esdeath had them start with physical exercise in order to mold their bodies. It ranged from jumping jacks, to pushups and sit ups, to finally sparing with each other. Harry was faring much better than the other students, and he thanked Wave and Tatsumi for that.

Neville was red in the face and panting heavily, but he still managed to do all of the exercises. He hadn't done them as fast as the other kids but he made sure he took the time to do them right, apparently Harry wasn't the only one to notice.

"Your name is Neville correct?" Esdeath asked as she looked down upon the second year Hufflepuff.

Neville fought hard against his panting to manage something along the lines of, "Ys Pro'ssor."

"I have to say that despite your speed and endurance you showed extraordinary technique. Well done."

"Tank ou Pro'ssor," Neville wheezed out.

"I assume you all know why I had you do this?" Esdeath asked.

Hermione shot her hand up into the air. Despite looking like she might collapse any second she looked determined to prove herself to Esdeath. "Yes Miss…"

"Granger General," Hermione said. "You did it so that if we were ever in a situation where we were without our wands we would have the strength to survive without them."

"You are correct," Esdeath told Hermione who looked like hearing that from Esdeath just made her entire year. "I hope you all keep that in mind because we will be beginning each class with these exercises." The majority of the class seemed to let out a collective groan. "I don't want to hear any complaints. After all I do have some good news for you all. I will not be assigning any written homework." The class seemed to visibly brighten after that.

"Are you serious Professor?" a Ravenclaw asked.

"Yes. You see knowing how to do something is one thing," Esdeath told him. "Actually being able to do it I think is much more important. And besides I really don't care to read anything any of you have to write anyway so it saves me the paperwork."

The bell rung signaling that class was over. "I will see you all again next class," Esdeath told them as they packed up their bags. As Harry left the class he saw that students for the next class were beginning to line up outside. It was the Gryffindor's and Slyherin's. Among them was Malfoy. Harry just wished he could be in there to see what happens.

Esdeath watched as the new batch of students filed into her room. These ones were wearing colors of red and green, and from the looks of it there appeared to be bit of a house rivalry between the two. She was already thinking of ways she could work that to her advantage.

"Hello class," she said once the students had found their seats and the bell had rung. "You may address me as Professor or General Esdeath. Unlike you previous Defensive classes this year is going to be quite different than what most of you are used to. I plan on pushing all of you to your limits each day that you are in here, so like I told the last class I have no tolerance for weakness so if you can't handle it leave now."

"Why would we leave?" asked a ginger wearing red and gold on his black robes. "We want to learn new magic."

"What is your name?" Esdeath asked.

"Ron Weasley Professor."

"Well Mr. Weasley I plan on having you do physical activities without your wands."

A blonde kid in the green and silver colors had the audacity to scoff at her reasoning. "Is there something you would like to share with the class Mister…"

"Malfoy Professor." Ah so this was the stupid brat. "And yes I do have something to say. Why are we doing physical activities we can just use magic, why lower our standards to those incompetent muggles?"

"Because I say so," Esdeath said. "And congratulations you are the first student to receive a detention with me."

Malfoy looked dumbstruck. "You have to be joking! Teachers only take away points before a detention!"

"Why would I take away your house points?" Esdeath asked. "Would that show you not to question me? Would that be fair to your other house members who would also suffer from it? Do you think I care who wins a stupid cup at the end of the year? In case you are wondering the answer to all of those questions is no. But I can guarantee one detention with me is punishment enough."

Malfoy looked furious. "My father will hear about this," he declared. "He'll come down here himself."

Esdeath just gave him one her sadistic smiles that made Malfoy go even more pale than he already was. "Please do," she told him. "I look forward to meeting with him."

Ran finished up telling his batch of sixth year students a few more facts about the muggle world as the bell tolled and the students began to pack up their belongings. He was careful not to mention Imperial Arms in his lecture due to the fact that he wanted to keep those a secret from any purebloods who might have ties in the Ministry. It wouldn't be good for anyone if wizards got their hands on weapons as powerful as them.

To play it safe he started his class by asking the students who were mainly comprised of halfblood and pureblood students what they had learned from previous teachers. He was shocked to learn that the last teacher they had had only been teaching them facts from hundreds of years ago, nothing even remotely recent.

He told them that there was the Empire and that there had been a revolution recently, while leaving out his name as well as the names of his comrades by simply referring to them as Night Raid and the Jaegers. When asked how the revolution ended Ran told the girl (who he was quite sure he saw her drawing his name surrounded by little hearts) that the source of corruption, the Prime Minister, had been killed and left it at that.

Apart from the war Ran just gave his new students basic and general information about what exactly the Empire does and the type of work that it offers to its citizens. He just talked about that until the bell sounded. The students filed out of his class, except for one wearing Gryffindor colors.

"Is there something I can assist you with?" Ran asked curious as to why this student stayed behind.

"Well no Professor I just wanted to tell you that you're much better than our last few teachers have been," the boy told him.

"Why thank you," Ran replied. "It's nice to know that I'm doing a good job so far."

"You are Professor, is it true that the Empire offers all kinds of positions to people?"

"Yes," Ran said. "Are you interested in joining one of their divisions?"

"Well I was really asking for a friend of mine, she graduated two years ago and went to get a job in the Ministry of Magic."

"What happened?" Ran asked.

"She was top of our class, never had one detention, or ever had points taken away, but she was denied the job posting by a woman named Umbridge because she was born into a muggle family," the student explained.

"That's horrible," Ran admitted.

"There's more Professor," the student said. "Last year when I was taking my O.W.L.'s we all had to meet with our head of house as well as a representative from the Ministry to talk about career paths. When I was asked what kind of job I would be interested in I really had no idea what to say, so I'm glad that you told us about these new opportunities that are available to us. If she were still here in school she could have used this knowledge to her advantage."

"And Mister…"

"Jones."

"Yes Mr. Jones did all students have these career meetings?" Ran asked. "Even the muggleborns?"

"Yes Professor," Jones answered.

"Well if you could give me the name of your friend perhaps I can get in contact with her, maybe see if she is interested in a job within the Empire."

"You would actually do that sir?" Jones asked.

"Of course. After all I don't believe it is fair to raise kids in a magical school, prep them for jobs in a magical community and then just deny them that because of their heritage." And besides, Ran thought, I doubt Generals Najenda and Esdeath would object to having wizards in the Imperial ranks.