Chapter 2: Class Begins

Bleach is owned by Tite Kubo and Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling

Iris looked at the door to the classroom with nervousness, the door was simple in design, wood and paper in the classic Japanese style, a sign hung in the middle, saying "Classroom 2: Teacher: Ronoji Alla" in official and rigid script.

Iris pushed the door open and quickly shuffled inside, trying not to get noticed, too late. Every head turned to look at her, and the teacher, a tall, buxom brunette woman paused in her speech, her piercing brown eyes turned to regard the newcomer for a second before she regarded the stack of papers on her desk, after a quick glance she smiled and turned to Iris once again.

"Potter, Iris, so good of you to join us, come in!" the teacher yelled, waving her in.

Blushing furiously, Iris quickly looked for an empty seat, finding one near the front of the classroom, next to a girl with wavy blonde hair and a sizeable chest. "Why does every woman I see have bigger boobs than me?" Iris thought glumly, as she quickly rushed to sit next to the girl, smiling hesitantly, the redhead smiled back.

This was year 2 of Iris' Shinigami training, the first year was spent learning the history of Soul Society and the Gotei 13, practising basic sword kata's, Hakuda, which is the Shinigami Hand-to-hand speciality and Kidou. Now, year 2 promises more challenging fair, including learning about ones Zanpakouto.

"Now that the last straggler has arrived, let me continue where I left off..." the teacher began, her black kimono rustled as she adjusted the papers on her desks, clearing her throat she continued.

"You are all here because you passed Year One of Shinigami Academy, congratulations, all of you, but you are not done yet. The hardest challenges are ahead of you, and will determine if you graduate this year, or need to wait a few more." She said this with steel in her voice and fire in her eyes, Iris got the impression that she was a strict teacher when she needed to be.

Instantly her demeanour shifted to her previous jubilant self. "But fear not, for not everyone manages to graduate during his or her second year, for it is an incredibly hard thing to accomplish, so do not be disheartened."

Smiling, she suddenly pointed a finger at one of the students sitting in the back row who was quietly whispering to the boy next to him, his eyes widened when he noticed the teachers, and subsequently everyone else's attention on him.

"You there, Renji-san, you seem bored by this class, perhaps you think you know it all already hmnn?" the teacher asked, a dangerous glint in her eyes.

"N-No Ronoji-sensei..." stammered the boy, who had spiky tomato red hair tied in a ponytail, the boy he was talking to was completely bald with strange red markings on the sides of his eyes, he was grinning widely, amused by his friends situation.

"And you Madarame-san, you seemed amused by your friends situation, perhaps running a few miles around the Academy will drop that stupid grin off your face!" The bald kid stopped grinning immediately, and adopted a more serious posture, eyes completely focused on the teacher.

"That's better." The teacher smiled, before her sharp eyes began scanning the room for more potential trouble makers, apparently satisfied, she nodded before gesturing to the blackboard behind her, "Year 2 class, Day One: Introductions" was written on it in white chalk.

"As you can see, today's class will be covering introductions, so this is how it's going to happen, I call out your name, you stand up and tell us a little bit about yourself, don't go overboard mind you, just your general likes and dislikes, what your future goals are, that sort of thing."

Iris felt nervous, today would be first day she would be part of a solid class, one that would stay with her all the way to graduation, Year One was easy compared to this, where classes where much smaller, and spread out, circulating students based on ability, she had never seen anyone twice in all that time, but now everything was about to change.

Iris almost didn't notice but when the girl next to her stood, Iris concentrated on what she was about to say, she was curious about the girl she was sitting next to.

"Hi, my name is Matsumoto Rangiku and I love to party, and um..." she paused in thinking, wresting her chin on one of her hands, the other began to play with her hair.

She blinked a few times, "That's it really." she finished, shrugging her shoulders.

The teacher shook her head, unimpressed. "That's it? Come on Matsumoto-san, you must have more than that?" she asked.

"Weelllll..." she drew out the word, "I guess you could say that I came here to be with a friend of mine, but he's not in this class unfortunately." she smiled when she mentioned her friend.

The teacher sighed, "Very well, you may sit down." Rangiku didn't need to told twice, she plopped down on her seat forcefully, her breasts bouncing with the force, Iris blushed and looked away.

Iris didn't need to guess where this was going, she stood up before the teacher called her name. "Hello, my name is Potter Iris, and I came here to learn due to a promise I made to an old friend. Ummm, I like sports and relaxing with friends..." she paused for a second, thinking of what else to tell the class, before she remembered and grinned. "Oh, and I've achieved Shikai."

Silence, nobody clapped, nobody smiled, they all stared at her, some with wide eyed disbelief, some with scorn and derision. She felt like Second Year at Hogwarts all over again, when she revealed her Parseltongue ability, thankfully that disappeared along with Voldemort's Horcrux, she didn't need to be labelled as evil here too.

The teacher chuckled, "Potter-san, please do not lie to impress your classmates, it is not a nice thing to do."

Iris felt herself go red with anger. "How dare they think I'm lying! I'll show them!" drawing her Zanpakouto in one swift motion and bringing it into position before anyone could react, Iris pulled her reiatsu into the blade.

"Roar, Red Lion!" she yelled.

When the pressure cleared, Red Lion was held confidently in her right hand, pointing at the wide eyed teacher.

"I do not lie, Ronoji-sensei." spoke Iris calmly, as she let the blade reform back into it's original state and sheathed it. Not taking her eyes off the teacher.

"R-right, apologies Potter-san, to achieve Shikai before even starting Year Two is an incredible feat, one that has not been managed since Sosuke Aizen, 20 years ago, you have my congratulations." the teacher smiled and bowed slightly, acknowledging her mistake.

Nodding her head, Iris sat back down, she could still feel the stares of every student in the class on her.

"This promises to be an interesting year."

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