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Sorry for the wait, my internet decided to go AWOL. This chapter is shorter then I wanted because I didn't want to take away from the detention. The next chapter will have brief descriptions of some of Ron's detentions but will move a lot faster.

Let me know what you think of his detention.

The rest of the day passed with very little fanfare, Flitwick just gave his normal yearly speech with and extra bit about how it was OWL year, Trelawney predicted my death, and Astronomy was filled with students that could barely kept me awake. Anisuke ended up crawling into bed with a small hello to his smiling mates and fell asleep, he didn't even stir when they joined him.

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Earlier that night

Ron shifted from foot to foot outside of the new professor's classroom. He had no idea what to expect, he hadn't heard anything about this professor yet but he had a very bad feeling about this. He hadn't meant to say those things in Defense, he had just gotten so angry when that man had told him that he was stupid. Everything he had said was true though, if they hadn't come along he would have been able to do anything that he wanted. All he would have had to do was say that he was the Boy-Who-Lived's best friend and he would have been set, but now Harry wouldn't even look at him.

Dumbledore had called him up to his office when he had been told that he was given detention and had tried to talk Professor Miasma to get him to let him out of it but the man had blown off Dumbledore. The only consolation that he had was that they couldn't take away the fact that he was a prefect. He was a prefect and perfect Harry Potter wasn't.

He opened the door slowly and entered the room to find it empty, the floor was covered in a series of mats and there were various weapons hanging on the walls. He spent several minutes just studying the different swords without paying attention to anything else in the room.

"You didn't even managed to make it one day without showing your true colors, how utterly pathetic. One would think that you would at least have the intelligence to keep that rather large and loud trap of your's shut." The voice was sharp and cut to the core with very little effort, Ron spun to face the Professor that he had not met before the final word was spoken. The man looked like he could put the Malfoy's to shame in the class department. Ron felt unworthy to even breathe in the same air and it made him almost irrationally angry.

"I don't even understand why I have to be here. I haven't done anything wrong, those stupid reporters are the ones that spread those lies about my family through the paper and Harry had to be stupid enough to believe them, its not my fault he's a gullible little idiot." He barely had time to flinch before the Professor was across the room and the weapons on the wall nearest him had been melted by a toxic green fog that was coming from the Professor's hand. He gazed at the wall in horror before locked eyes with the Professor's blood red eyes.

"You are a vile little brat that has somehow diluted itself into thinking that you are better then everyone else. You are not even worth this Sesshomaru's time but this Sesshomaru going to spend this entire evening making your life a living hell until this Sesshomaru believes that you have started to understand your true place in this world and this Sesshomaru will enjoy each and every moment of it." Ron felt true terror spread through his veins as a sadistic smirk spread across the Professor's face as he towered over Ron and pointed to one of the swords on the wall. "Each of the weapons has been enchanted to cause no lasting harm but you will feel every hit as if you had been sliced open, let us see how long you can stay conscious before your body gives up."

Ron barely had time to grab one of the lighter looking swords off of the wall before the Professor flew at him. He attempted to block but his efforts were useless as the sword was knocked aside with hardly any effort and it suddenly felt as if he had been sliced open. He screamed before he struggled back to his feet and looked up at saw that the Professor was coming at him again. "You can't do this!"

The Professor stopped so suddenly that Ron felt almost dizzy just watching. "This Sesshomaru is the Professor in charge of your detention and you are not going to come to any lasting physical harm, those are the only protections that the Headmaster's wonderful rules allow you. No other teacher may interfere in the detention and you cannot be physically harmed while in this classroom. Now let us continue."

It was perhaps a good thing that the classroom was protected by silencing wards for the sanity of the student body as the screams that would have filled the school would have scarred many a young mind. By the time that Ron was allowed to exit the room he was in tears and had voided his bowls. He stumbled up the stairs to the Gryffindor Tower in what was left of his clothes with the knowledge that his next detention would be served with Professor Snape and he had never been happier to have a detention with that man to look forward to but Professor Taisho was no man, he was a demon incarnate.

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Anisuke found himself practically rushing down the hallway pulling a rather amused Neville along with him to get to his first class with Sesshomaru. They ended up being the first to arrive and Anisuke dropped Neville's hand the moment they entered to throw himself at his first mate. Sesshomaru swung him around before placing him on his feet and laying a small kiss on his forehead. "Just take a seat wherever you want on the floor."

Anisuke and Neville sat on the floor at the middle of the room and waited for the rest of the students. After experiencing on of the new teachers, most of the students were weary and sat as far away as they could. Anisuke noticed that Ronald was the last one to enter and he looked like he wanted to be anywhere but there. He reminded him of a cornered mouse.

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Sesshomaru waited until the little weasel took a seat to begin his class. "This class in called swordplay but not all of you could hope to properly wield a blade. This first class will be finding which weapon suits you. You will come to the front of the class and I will hand you various weapons and we will see which one activates as a spell has been placed to find whatever amount of natural talent you have for a weapon. Every class after this one will be held outside on the Quidditch field to practice."

Each student was called up and had to work their way through the weapons on the wall until one of them glowed blue, which meant it was the weapon they were to use for the rest of the year. They were called up by where they were sitting instead of by their last name, Sesshomaru started in the very back with a smirk. "Mr. Weasley."

A trembling Ron made his way to the front as slowly as possible and refused to turn his back on the professor. He ran his hands down each of the weapons and was halfway down the line when a very soft blue glow came off of a pair of metal lined gloves, they were the only things that glowed. "A fist fighter, how plebian." He was sent back to his seat with a blush as the strength of the glow indicated the natural talent, his was hardly visible and on a weapon that was hardly a weapon at all.

Anisuke couldn't help but chuckle when Draco paled as Pansy ended up with a whip, what a wife she was going to make. Blaise Zabini ended up walking back to his seat rather satisfied with rapier. Hermione ended up with a bow and arrow. Draco found himself a surprise when he ended up with a broadsword. Neville blushingly made his way back to his seat after matching up with a rather large great axe. Anisuke ended up being one of the last to take his turn as no one wanted to sit in front of him. Many of the weapons let out a glow but the strongest by far, it almost blinded some of the students, was a rather wicked looking scythe.

Sesshomaru cast a tempus charm after Anisuke retook his seat, the class was nearing its end. "You do not have to worry about how heavy your melee weapon is as it will be under a gradually lessening feather light charm until you are capable of handling the full weight. Class dismissed." The bell rang and many of the students were out of the room before it had even finished. This professor wasn't as mean as the other but his very presence was more then enough to make most of them feel unworthy. Anisuke was the last one out and he made sure to shoot Sesshomaru a smoldering look over his shoulder as he hurried to his next class.

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The day passed swiftly and sooner then Anisuke thought he was plopping on the floor in Kouga's classroom. Kouga wasn't in the room yet and many of the students breathed a sigh of relief at having a little extra time to shore up some courage, they had no idea what to expect as the other students that had this class before them weren't talking or saying that you had to experience it to understand. When every student was sitting in the room and getting rather nervous the door that led to the attached office burst open with a rather frustrated Kouga storming into the room causing several of the students to startle and several of the girls squealed. "Alright, I'm not even going to waste my time in testing how physically fit you lot are considering how pathetic every other class has been so far. You all need to understand that in a duel you need to be able to dodge when you can't shield and keep moving, a stationary object is a hell of a lot easier to hit then a moving one. Every class from now on will be held on the pitch, the classes where we share the pitch with Professor Taisho will start as each class having half of the pitch but as each class progresses we will begin to integrate." Kouga smirked at the confused faces and held back a laugh at the looks of horror that crossed the faces of the students that understood. "This means that they will be using weapons while you lot will use your gained speed and agility to keep from getting hit. All the weapons in that class are charmed to cause no physical harm though each strike will cause some pain, the amount of pain can be adjusted and will start off light and gradually get worse as the school year progresses so it shouldn't be taken lightly." He made sure to get his point across with a stern glare that let them know he was serious. "Since I already know that you're all out of shape you may spend the rest of the class doing your homework for your other classes, but be aware that every class after this will be exhausting and I will not accept anything but all you have."

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