It was unusually silent in the classroom, considering it was Slytherins and Gryffindors together. Maybe it was because the students were nervous about meeting Professor Cross and his assistants who had yet to show up, even though class started three or four minutes ago. 'Or perhaps they're just too tired to pick on each other.' Allen thought. After all, this was their first class of the day and year. Not to mention the students just finished summer vacation, so it's likely they're use to staying up all night.

Not all the students were tired. Allen was wide awake, so was Hermione and a few others who were reviewing, just in case of a pop quiz. Allen chuckled silently at this. He knew his master wouldn't have quiz ready. He also wasn't surprised to see that his master wasn't here. Master Cross was never good when it came to being on time. The man could barely get out of bed without help. The white haired exorcist was actually a little surprised that the man was still, y'know, alive. How he escaped alcohol poisoning is a mystery that has yet to be solved. The same with liver damage. Allen's thoughts were disrupted when the door opened and the three people they were waiting for came in. Some of the Slytherin's and Gryffindor's who had gotten impatient began to mumble.

"..about time..."

"..took the old man long enough..."

"..how long does it take to start a class? Sheesh..."

"Wow! He's hot!" Allen heard a girl whisper. It took all his strength to hold back the lecture of why Cross is NOT hot and why no woman, let alone girl, should go after him. It pained him to leave her in her ignorance but he had to.

It was for the sake of the mission.

Cross (who preened at all the compliments regarding his looks) marched over to the desk and sat on top of it, while Ravi and Kanda leaned against a wall. Cross slowly looked over all the students before speaking.

"Hmmm, based on first impressions how should I put this? I hate you!" If Allen could have, he would've fallen over. Instead, he just sat there with a huge sweat drop on his head. He really shouldn't have been too surprised; this was his master after all. After getting over his 'sweat drop' moment, Allen noticed Hermione had an appalled look on her face as she raised her hand in the air.

"Professor, with all due respect, I think you should retract your statement because-" Hermione stopped in mid sentence when a hand slammed down on her desk jolting her into a shocked silence.

"Listen and listen closely little girl," He said in a dangerous voice making everyone shiver in fear.

"If you or anyone else in this class has a problem with me, leave and don't come back. In fact you should be happy I'm here at all. I'd rather be getting drunk in a bar surrounded by beautiful women with big-"

"Sir!" Ravi coughed out to get the man out of his daydream and back on track.

"Right. I'm not apologizing for that daydream. I'd rather be there than here." Cross told the students who were all frozen in surprise. "In this class if you have something against being insulted too bad, because I assure you, you will get offended." Cross began to walk back to his desk but he kept talking.

"I will not waste yours or my time with formalities and being polite; if I don't like the way you do something I'll tell it to your face strait and simple. I will not lie to you and in this class you will listen and do everything I say, no matter what. Is that clear?" In the end his voice had become low and chilling. To say the least, everyone nodded including Allen. Cross smiled at this.

"Good. Now, my assistants and I have something important to finish up." Here Cross put an innocent looking plant on the table.

"We'll be gone for a moment, but I promise we will be back shortly." As Ravi and Kanda left the room, Cross said one more thing.

"Oh, by the way, the plant's name is Lucy; don't touch her." Then he left. It was silent for a moment before everyone began talking.

"Bloody hell, he's scary!" Ron said. Harry quickly agreed with him, eyes still wide in surprise.

"Yes, indeed he is a bit frightening." Harry responded. Hermione just huffed, annoyed to the core.

"Well I think he's very rude! The nerve of him telling everyone he hated them!"

"What do you think Allen?" Harry asked the transfer student, whose head was down and who was trembling slightly.

"I. . .will pass this class." The snowy haired boy whispered.

"What?" Ron managed to say. Allen looked at them and they all blanched at the demented look on his face

"I will pass this class! Even if I have to go to Hell to do it, I will pass! He can't stop me! Ha, ha can't stop me. .." He rambled on, ignoring the freaked out looks he was receiving.

"Ah, I think he has more determination to pass this class than the rest of us put together." Harry whispered in slight fear and awe.

"Yeah." Was all Ron said as Allen continued to cackle to himself.

"Um, Allen, don't you think you're going a bit extreme?" Hermione asked hesitantly. "I know he's rude but-"

"No! No excuses!" Allen cut her off, looking like a true tortured soul. "If you give excuses for him, he wins! That man is the enemy! If you let him win, he'll walk all over you! Do you want that? Do you?" He asked, invading her personal space.

"N-no of course not!" Hermione stuttered.

"Good." Allen said gaily, reverting to his normal mannerism. "If he wins, we die. I refuse to go down like that. . .again."

'Again?' The three Gryffindors thought. 'What exactly did he go through?'

"I thought you said you never had him as a teacher." Harry said, remembering the boy's words from the night before.

"That was a slight fib." Allen confessed. "He subbed in my class once."

"Oh, what was it like?"

"Heeeelllll." Allen dragged the word out with a painful moan as he lightly banged his head on the desk. "Go away bad memories, go away." They heard him mutter to himself.

'I thought the Academy was supposed to help traumatized people, not make it worse.' Harry thought as he looked at defeated form that was Allen Walker.

"This is obviously a bad subject for you Allen, let's talk about something else. Ah! I was wondering, why do you always have on gloves?" Hermione asked, because lately the only thing she seemed to be good at was changing subjects. She immediately regretted it when she saw him seize up.

"A bad accident a long time ago." He said softly, "It was a fire; left them both disfigured and burned. Wearing gloves is more for the public's benefit than mine, but I'm really not comfortable showing them to anyone." Over the years of his apprenticeship with Cross, Allen had become a master deceiver as well as a gambler and regularly used this story when questioned about his gloves.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-!" She stuttered when she realized that her question brought up even more bad memories for Allen.

"That's why you shouldn't question every little thing!" Ron hissed as he elbowed her slightly.

"I didn't know!" She whispered back harshly; both forgetting that Allen was sitting right next to them and could hear every word.

"It's all right. Just don't bring it up again, ok Hermione?" Allen said with a smile, bringing their attention back to him.

"Of course. I'm truly sorry if I brought up any bad memories." Hermione said with an embarrassed blush on her face. Allen just smiled at Hermione's apology and told her not to worry about it. Everyone looked up when they heard a chair screech on the floor, and one Draco Malfoy start to walk towards the teacher's desk.

"Screw this and that old man! As if I care about his rules. This isn't Herbology, its DADA! I'll show him what happens when he messes with me!" It was around this time that Allen realized Draco was going to try to set the plant on fire. He quickly stood up and tried to stop Draco.

"Wait! You shouldn't do that! You're going to get-"

"Silence you filthy mudblood! As if I'd listen to a Gryffindor." Malfoy turned back around and was about to set the plant on fire, when he noticed to his horror and everyone else's that the plant grown a lot bigger with a lot more teeth. Teeth that seemed ready to snap one particular Slytherin in half. Frightened, Draco dropped his wand and stood paralyzed in fear. Just as a vine was going to wrap around him, he was shoved out of the way.

"Move!" Allen yelled at him as he pushed Draco out of the way. Sadly, Allen had no time to dodge the vine himself and was quickly dragged to the plant's head that revealed razor sharp teeth and copious amounts of saliva. "Oh. Hello, darling." He greeted the plant with a weak wave. Huh, he had been in this situation before hadn't he? He soon noticed that most of the Gryffindors had their wands out ready to attack the plant.

"Stop!" Allen yelled to them as the vine shook him violently.

"Your spells won't work! This plant is magic proof!" The Gryffindors looked at him helplessly, wishing they could help. Allen simply smiled.

"I love you." He said cheerfully. Everyone in the class room looked at him like he was insane, but Allen ignored them.

"I love you, Lucy" Allen said again. While he was doing this, Hermione looked on trying to figure out why he wasn't scared. Then it hit Hermione, he knew how to deal with it!

"I don't get it, what's Allen trying to do?" Ron asked Harry who just shrugged.

"I know what he's doing." Hermione told them. "He's trying to calm it down; it looks like he's dealt with this sort of plant before. That's why he's so calm. It's also why he tried to stop Draco and us from firing spells because he knew they'd be useless." She quickly explained to the two boys.

"Lucy I love you, and if you let me go I'll give you a sweet bun." Allen bargained and sighed as he was finally set back on the ground. Then he mournfully gave up the sweet bun he had snuck out from breakfast and gave it to Lucy, who devoured it immediately. He had hoped that would be enough, but the plant came closer and began to sniff at his clothes.

"What are you, a dog? I don't have anything else." He told it nervously and gulped when it let out a growl.

"Ok, well, maybe I have one more bun on me." He hedged out as he took out another bun. Then another and another, and even more food items he had filched at breakfast by time. By the time the plant was satisfied, 15 sweet buns, two slices of cheese cake, about 5 cinnamon rolls and 10 doughnuts had been devoured.

"There!" He snapped as the plant gobbled down his last raspberry filled pastry. "I swear that's all I have on me! Little bugger." He muttered darkly as he sat back down and sulked over the loss of his dearly beloved food. After a moment, he looked at Ron, Harry, and Hermione who all had disbelieving looks for expressions.

"I was saving that food for snacks between classes." Allen sniffed sadly. All three looked at him in amazement.

"Jeez mate! I don't know what's more amazing; you fighting off a man eating plant or that you were able to hide that much food without looking disfigured!" Ron exclaimed.

"You're secretly a fatty aren't you?" Harry said blankly, thinking that hiding food in your clothes was something that Dudley would do. Allen was about to reply, but blinked when he remembered something. He turned his head to Draco, who had made it back to his seat, and asked,

"Are you all right?"

"You make it sound like I needed your help, which I didn't!" Draco replied haughtily, trying will away the blush on his face when he heard snickers from his classmates.

"Apparently you do." A voice said from the door. Everyone turned and saw Kanda and Ravi step in.

"If Moyashi hadn't saved you, you might have been dead right about now." Ravi told the Slytherin cheerfully. Draco turned his head towards the window, embarrassed about being saved by a Gryffindor, while Allen yelled to Ravi.

"My name is Allen!" Rabi laughed at this while Kanda scoffed.

"Whatever Moyashi."

"No! My name is Allen! A-L-L-E-N, Allen! I will not stand for this, this. . .bullying!" Ravi just smiled at him and moved to ruffle the boy's snowy hair.

"Whatever you say Moyashi!" he said enthusiastically. Allen sighed in defeat and decided he was just wasting his breathe on trying to correct them.

"What's a 'moyashi'?" Hermione asked him.

"A very mean nickname that shall never be mentioned again." Allen replied just as Cross came back into the room with a bottle of vodka in one hand, a wine bottle in the other, and sat down next to Lucy.

"I hope you all now realize that when I said I wanted obedience, I meant it. This was a test to see who would obey and who wouldn't." He took a sip and let out an exasperated sigh, "You're all so stupid. . . .you make me sick. I wish I could get wasted so I wouldn't have to look at your faces." Cross grouched as he downed the wine bottle in one gulp. Some may think that's impossible, but it's not; you just need skills.

"You're well on your way." Allen said under his breath.

"Sir!" Hermione yelped in indignation, "You can't drink on school property! Let alone around minors!"

"Oh, don't be ass-retarded." Cross snapped back, "As if you all don't get drunk when the teachers aren't looking. I'll tell you right now, if I catch you drinkin', I'm takin' it and making you watch me drink it in detention. Speaking of detentions, you! Whitey! What's your name?" The professor yelled, pointing the empty wine bottle at Allen.

"Allen Walker, sir." Allen replied back with a smile but if you looked close enough you could see his eye twitching.

"Congrats, you have the honor of being the first to have a detention with me." Cross smirked, loving the outraged gasps from all the Gryffindors.

"What! Why? He didn't do anything!" Harry yelled, angry on behalf of his friend.

"Because he pisses me off. Speaking of piss, how's that saying go? Ah! Piss off you little wankers!" Cross bellowed and watched in satisfaction as most of the kids ran. Allen and his three friends were not among them. Instead, Allen watched in horror as all three, well, Ron was hiding behind Harry, marched up to Cross's desk.

"Sir, please don't give Allen a detention. He didn't even do anything! In fact, he saved another student earlier-"

"I don't give two shits about you're explanation for why he doesn't deserve a detention. He has one and nothing you say will change my mind."

"What? You can't just give out detention whenever you feel like it!" Harry said, eyes flashing.

"He broke the rules." Cross told them coldly.

"What?"

"I will not repeat myself," The man snarled, "I told you idiots not to touch the plant; he did. Ergo, he gets a detention for rule breaking." It took the three a moment to respond back.

"But Draco-"

"What the hell is a Draco?" Cross asked in irritation, looking at the inside of his vodka bottle. Not a single drop left. Damn.

"There was another boy who broke that rule first. If you're going to punish Allen, you need to punish him too because Allen only got near the plant to help him out." Hermione explained.

"Why, that's very chivalrous of him." Cross said delicately and the three students nodded in agreement. "Since he's such a gentleman, he can take on the other student's detention in his place."

"But-!"

"It's alright." Allen cut in before anything unfortunate fell upon the three Gryffindors. "It's only a detention- I'll live through it." 'I hope.' He added mentally, seeing the look his Master was giving him. "Besides, we need to get going to our next class. It wouldn't do to be late on the first day." He reminded them. He could see the reluctance in their eyes to let the matter go, but Hermione came to her senses first and convinced the two as well. On the way out, Cross yelled out one last command.

"7:00 o'clock tonight, my office boy. If you're late consider yourself a dead man walking."

Allen just managed to choke back his nervous gulp but his skin did turn a shade paler.

One class done in and he was already serving a detention. Must be a new record.

Things you may have recognized

Ass-retarded: Shamelessly taken from YYH Abriged

"What the hell is a Draco?": Shamelessly parodied from A Very Potter Musical, "What the hell is a Hufflepuff?"