Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and Inuyasha.
I got a little stuck on this one and decided to end it before Naraku's detention with a couple questions: Should I put detail into all of the classes or just the important ones? & Should I show each of Ron's detentions or just the first round and let your minds do the legwork?
I also know that I spelled Sango's name incorrectly, but at this point I would rather continue forward then spend my time fixing something small that only one person mentioned, I hope it doesn't bother anyone that much.
Ron almost sighed in relief as he showed up to the familiar Potions classroom for his second detention, he had never been so glad to walk into this room. He bore Snape's snide remarks and set to work on the filthy cauldrons that had managed to accumulate over the last two days. He barely noticed the slight burn from the cleaning solution as he scrubbed them harder then he ever had before.
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Snape watched the Weasley brat with a small sense of awe, the boy did not complain, he set right to the task he was given and he was mercifully quiet as he put his all into scrubbing the cauldrons until they shined. It made a small shiver run down his spine when he thought about what kind of detention he had had with Taisho that had made the loud and obnoxious Gryffindor quiet and complacent. He watched the clock carefully and took note that Weasley jumped in fear when he stopped him for the night. "That's more then enough, brat. Your next detention is to be held in the Physical education classroom tomorrow night with Professor Ookami, I would not suggest being late." He noticed that the boy turned white as a sheet when he was told who would conduct his next detention. "You have five minutes to get to your dorms and change before your required prefect rounds." The boy shot out of the room like a bullet and Snape leaned back in his chair to go over all he had learned from watching the boy all evening. Whatever Taisho had made him do or had done to him was traumatic, but as the boy had not raised charges it was likely legal. Of course with the lack of restrictions on detentions it wouldn't be hard to torture the boy as long as there was no lasting physical damage. The rules used to be far stricter but Dumbledore had protested and got the rules loosened when he was still a professor and lowered then further as Headmaster, something about showing more faith in the teachers and allowing them proper discipline, somehow he doubted that had anything to do with the true reasoning.
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The next detention…
Ron stood outside of the classroom with a sense of dread building, he didn't know if he could handle another detention like the first. As he finally gathered the nerve to open the door it swung open almost violently and he was met with a rather irritated Professor Ookami.
Kouga had given the boy five minutes to enter the room on his own and his patience was officially worn out. "Since you decided to waste five minutes staring at my door we will just have to make sure the rest of your detention more then makes up for it. We are going to go out to the lake and you will run laps around it until I feel you have done enough. Who knows, you might manage to burn off a little of that flab. Now get moving!"
Ron had never been so exhausted in his life, no matter how many times he ran around the lake Professor Ookami just insulted him and made him run another. All of the muscles in his body were on fire and he was completely drenched in sweat from head to toe, and it was getting harder to breathe with every lap. Every time that he tried to complain the Professor actually growled at him, he would have thought that he was a werewolf but the moon was full. He found himself almost wishing that he had kept his big mouth shut, sure he thought that Harry deserved everything bad that happened to him for having all that fame and money that he wanted, but he should have known better then to say those things with one of his mates in the same room.
Just when he thought that his body was going to give out entirely the Professor ordered him to stop in a tone that clearly said that he was completely disgusted which caused Ron's cheeks to tint. "That is more then enough you pathetic excuse for a male, I have seen five year olds with better speed and stamina, let us hope that you improve before we merge with Swordplay. Get back to your dorms and wash some of that stink off of you before you make your prefect rounds or the other children will be able to smell you coming. Your next detention will be the one that you earned from Professor McGonagall and will be served with her."
Ron barely managed to drag himself up to the dorm and spent most of his rounds after a quick shower leaning against one of the walls staring at a picture of a lion until his scheduled time was up before collapsing into bed, trying to ignore the way that his legs were cramping. At least he could look forward to a day without torture as the worst McGonagall would do was make him write lines or clean her classroom.
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The next morning started off with a bang as what could only be a Howler arrived for Ron. As the voice started screeching it was clear that it was from his mother. "How dare you say such horrible vile things about sweet little Harry! You had better apologize to him until he decides to forgive you or there will be hell to pay when you get home young man!" The Howler turned from where it was, floating in front of Ron, to 'look' at Anisuke, who was completely uninterested. "Oh Harry dear, you can't believe all of those horrible lies that they spread in that paper, we would never have stolen any of your money, and we certainly haven't been rolling in the stuff. I hope that you find it in your heart to forgive Ron, you know that he has a tendency to say things that he doesn't mean when he gets angry." It turned back to Ron to give him the customary Howler raspberry before tearing itself apart leaving an incredibly red Ron to flee from the hall without looking back.
Anisuke simply turned back to his meal and continued to eat until the table went quiet around him and he looked up to find Ginny standing next to him with a light blush on her face. "I just wanted to let you know that I would never do anything like what those papers were implying, you saved my life in my first year. I owe my very life to you." Most of the people present didn't notice the faint line of light that connected the two at her words; by admitting it in a room full of magical people she sealed the life debt that she owed Anisuke. "If you ever need anything at all even if it's only to talk let me know." She managed to blush an even deeper shade of red before she left the hall even faster then her brother before her. Anisuke just sighed before focusing back on the food before him.
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The day passed with little fanfare for Anisuke, he barely paid attention during his classes as they were now only going over what they were expected to learn this year as well as warnings about how important the OWLS were going to be in their future. Even his mates had to go through the syllabus as well as the same speech the other professors had given; the only thing that kept Anisuke awake was the thought of what would happen the next day.
His mates had decided to complete their evaluations of the professors separately; first Kouga would give his, followed by Sesshomaru and finally Naraku. Kouga was going to start with Charms, Flitwick was an excellent teacher so their was no doubt in Anisuke's mind that he would pass, but it would be funny to see how flustered the little man would get with Kouga sniffing about.
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Ron knocked on the Transfiguration classroom door with what little strength he had as his muscles were still almost unbearably soar from the other night. He almost sighed in relief when he was told to sit at the front of the room and write lines until McGonagall was satisfied with him. He thought that it would be easy until he started to write and realized what she wanted him to write. 'I will learn to keep my mouth shut and to respect those who deserve it, including Mr. Potter and his mates.' He had to force himself to stay quiet; he shouldn't have to write something like that! He wrote it though; he knew that McGonagall wouldn't let him out of this room until she was satisfied.
McGonagall watched the boy force himself to write the phrase on the board with dispassionate eyes, she used to consider him to be one of her finest lions even with his flaws, but he had certainly shown his true colors. The boy thought that he deserved everything in the world that he wanted and was not afraid of trying to take it. The very thought of him using Harry to make himself rich and famous made her stomach turn, the boy would learn his place, even if she had to turn a blind eye to anything that Harry's mates wished to do. Lily and James would never forgive her for leaving their baby boy with those muggles, but she would spend the rest of her life trying to make it up to them and Harry.
When she finally decided that the boy had done enough for tonight she bade him to stop and walked him to the classroom door. "Your next detention is to be held with Professor Miasma and I would recommend that you do not arrive late." The door slammed shut with a bang, leaving Ron alone in the hall to pale and shudder.
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Voldemort found himself entertaining thoughts of one Harry Potter only this time there was no urge to maim or kill attached to them. He had read the article in the Daily Prophet and found himself conflicted; the boy seemed to share a similar childhood to his own. He could freely admit that some of the blame for it rested on his shoulders, but the majority of it was Dumbledore's fault, another child that he tried to turn into a weapon, just as he had tried to do to him when he was a boy.
He had placed the word out throughout his ranks that no one was to attack or insult the boy or his mates for the time being, this matter bore watching. When he had received a missive from Lucius about what Potter had said to his son in class the wheels started turning and plots unfolded in his mind, this situation may turn out in his favor.
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