The meeting place for the DADA groups meeting was in the Room of Requirement. Most of the people who had shown up in the dingy pub had come back mainly because of Risa's high octane, pulse pounding 100 percent bullshitted speech. Risa and Harry had cut a deal, since he was originally planned to teach the group. For the first half of the session Harry would teach half the group and Risa the other and then they would switch. Harry would be teaching spells, Risa hand to hand combat.

So the first group Risa had to teach included all the members of the Gryffindor quidditch team. What she had done was split her group into smaller groups headed by another Soul Reaper. Her first lesson went as follows:

Katie Bell being flipped on her back by Angelina Johnson,

Fred and George Weasely landing in a compromising position,

Jen coming over and putting Fred into a headlock,

Alicia Spinnet kicking George in the balls,

Risa sparring Jen, for ten minutes until Renji and Shuhei had to break them up.

Once the lesson had finished Risa had sent Ichigo back up to the tower while she and Jake discussed some captains' issues. He heeded her order and headed back with Shuhei and Renji. At the foot of the staircase Shuhei and Renji went toward the dungeons to the Slytherin common room, Shuhei muttering something about Amy, whipped cream and cherry flavored condoms.

Shaking nasty mental images from his head Ichigo headed up toward the Gryffindor common room. He was barely half way up when a grey cat slinked out of the shadows. It mewed softly and ten seconds later a humpbacked man followed the cat out of the shadows. It was Argus Filch, the caretaker and number one on the students most hated list (Well maybe number two seeing as Umbridge might have made her way to the top.)

"Out of bed after hours are we?" Filch snarled at Ichigo.

"It's not after hours," Ichigo replied. "And I'm on my way to my tower anyway."

"Then get a move on," Filch grabbed Ichigo by the collar and snarled in his face. His breath was hot and putrid. After Filch had dropped him and turned his back Ichigo flipped him off. Muttering under his breath Ichigo headed back to the tower hoping Risa had flown in or some other of her crazy talents. He loosened his tie and collar, now that the day was over there wasn't a need to be all prim and proper, hell, Jake had even unbuttoned his undershirt.

In the corridor there was a cabinet, an ancient medieval looking cabinet. It quivered as Ichigo walked past it. Rational though said walk away, but Ichigo, not being one of rational judgment, walked up to it. It quivered again and Ichigo opened the door a crack.

A crumpled figure fell out of the cabinet and shivered on the floor in a fetal position. Upon closer inspection it looked like Risa, covered in bandages.

"What the hell?!" Ichigo exclaimed jumping back.

"I should be asking you the same question," the figure said. "You said you'd protect me Ichigo, you promised. Why?" She sobbed. "Why am I like this? You failed me, you failed your company, you failed you captain, lieutenant, and san seki, you failed your girlfriend, and you failed yourself."

Ichigo watched the figure, still rooted him his spot when suddenly with a loud crack the Risa figure turned into a Rukia figure.

"Ichigo," her voice was hollow, dead-sounding. "You were too late, too weak, the Gotei-13 was too much for you to handle. You tried to no avail, you let them execute me!"

Still pressed against the wall, Ichigo sank to his knees as with another crack Rukia turned into his mother.

"Ichigo," her soothing voice was harsh, full of anger and burning hatred. "You sick child, how could you have let you mother die like that?"

"I didn't!" Ichigo called into the hallway. He was on all fours now, trembling with fear, sweat and tears mingled on his face. In the back of his mind something told him that this was an illusion and that there was a way to break it. If he could calm down enough he could figure this out.

"Ridikulus!"

With another crack, Masaki turned into Ichigo. A corpse, bloody and battle scarred. Seeing this Ichigo forgot all about calming himself down and put all his energies into not passing out.

Risa and Jake were standing on either side of him, wands drawn, faces stoic.

"Ridikulus!" Jake echoed Risa's spell and with another crack the Ichigo-corpse turned into a black hooded dementor. And icy cold pierced through Ichigo and he shook more violently. Risa and Jake still had their wands out.

"Ridikulus!" they both called, voices harmonizing each other. The dementor vanished into a thousand tiny wisps of smoke. Jake slid his wand into his cloak and Risa slipped hers into her belt, where a zanpaku-to should have been. Both captains glanced at each other before dropping to their knees on either side of Ichigo.

"Ichigo," Risa said gently, putting her hand on his shoulder. He trembled underneath her hand and his breathing was heavy and labored.

"This isn't good," Jake said, taking his pulse. "His heart rate's faster than it should be."

"It was your stupid Bogart/dementor," Risa snapped, unfastening her cloak and putting it around Ichigo's shoulders.

"Ok really what about yours?" Jake snapped.

"I'm not blaming you," Risa snapped back. "I'm just saying that your stupid whatever you want to call it is the reason we're having this situation."

"And rather than do something you fight with me?" Jake asked. "Real smart, honestly who made you captain again?"

"Can we just go somewhere where we're not going to get in trouble?" Risa barked.

"Fine," Jake said. "The hospital wing is closest. Amy won't ask questions."

"What's our cover story?" Risa asked pulling Ichigo into a fireman's carry.

"I'll think of something," Jake said drawing his wand. "Speaking of cover."

Amy was the only one in the hospital wing when Risa and Jake arrived. She took one look at the three of them and pointed toward an empty bed.

"What happened?" where the first words out of her mouth. Risa and Jake looked at each other.

"Well um," Risa started.

"We were walking back from headship duties," Jake picked up. "And we saw Kurosaki-san by the fourth floor. There was a Bogart in the old cabinet thing there, and Kurosaki found it."

"Jake was walking me back to my dorm," Risa took over, the partial truth was best here. "And like he said we saw the Bogart and disposed of it, but I think it got to Ichigo."

Amy felt Ichigo's forehead before turning back to Risa and Jake.

"He's in shock basically," Amy explained. "If he stays here, I can bring his heart and breathing rate down and he should be fine in the morning. You two can go."

"I'm staying," Risa said firmly.

"You have class tomorrow," Amy said. "Plus the hospital wing is closed I can't possibly…"

"If it was Shuhei," Risa interrupted. "You would fight tooth and nail to stay with him!"

"There's a difference Risa," Amy said. "I'm an adult and no longer in school you're still a student!"

"I'm seventeen," Risa snapped. "I'm of age."

"But you're still a student and by such required to follow the rules, Arisa Uchimani, do not make me call the headmaster."

Risa looked up at Amy. The status quo had shifted in Amy's favor. Risa couldn't say anything else.

"Very well," Risa mumbled admitting defeat. Jake looked from Amy to Risa.

"I'll walk you to your dorm," Jake muttered putting his arm around her shoulders.

"Take this," Amy said handing Jake a piece of paper. "Show this to anyone who asks. It's a pass back to the dorms."

"Thanks Amy," Jake said quietly walking Risa out of the room.