The American Pure-Blood: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets [Book 2]

Chapter VIII: Extra Charms Lessons and Pucey's Difficult Class

Zach's POV

                  A few day later, I was held back in charms class by Professor Flitwick after I successfully managed that day's spell. He was indeed surprised when he saw me doing the spell in one try. After everyone left the classroom I made my way towards Professor Flitwick. 
                                                                                     "You wanted to speak to me Professor?" I asked softly as I stopped in front of his stack of books he was standing.
                                                                                     "Indead Mr. Richardson, I had a told with Professor Dumbledore and he agreed. I decided to give you extra charms lessons during lunch time. Professor Dumbledore said it would be a good Idea to have you taught all second year and third year charms and during your third year Onward you'll be taught Charms for next year. for example when you go to third year you'll be learning with fourth years. and so on until you fourth year where you'll be back with you group so you can take the OWL's in your whole year. But that is up to you Richardson." The excited professor Flitwick said as he waited for my response.
                                                                                  "That does sound like a good idea professor. I wouldn't mind. But are you sure i'll be able to handle it?" I asked softly.
                                                                                  "Of course my boy. You did well in today's lesson. I reckon you'll do great." He said which made ma smile wide and Nodded
                                                                                  "I trust you professor." I said smiling while and then he dismissed me. It was my free period so i was making my way toward black lake when I bumped into professor Trelawney.
                                                                                 "I'm Sorry my dear boy.... Keep a eye on the small muggle-born... I wasn't paying attention where I was going." She said in her shaky self.
                                                                                "Oh no I must apologize professor It was my fault. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." I said looking down.
                                                                                "My dear, you are too humble and proper... you should not allow your friends go alone anywhere... I'll see you around young one." She said leaving. I was oddly staring and Quickly picked my Prophecy notebook.  and Added what she just said

Professor Trelawney's Words:

1. Hogwarts, is in Grave danger. Beware of the monster that lives in the castle. You and your friends are in Danger. BEWARE, The HEIR IS NEAR.....
2. Your words aren't enough to prove you are worthy of being a reserve Chaser

3. Keep an eye on the small Muggle-born

4. You should not allow your friends to go alone anywhere

            I was staring at the new predictions trying to decipher them. The should mean something but Professor Trelawney has an odd wording but she is a true seer. I shrugged it off and placed my Satchell and made my way to Black lake and ponder. Hocus followed me as I arrived and sat at the large tree close to the lake shore. I pulled out my sketchbook and began drawing the beauty scenery. I hummed as I drew slowly. I love having a few minutes of peace but it was all ruined when a few familiar faces came.
                                                                                       "Zach There you are. You better head to the Quidditch pitch now." Hector said 
                                                                                       "What Why?" I asked
                                                                                         "Adrian Pucey is Angry that you haven't showed up" He said worried. My eyes widden in realization. 
                                                                                           "Bloody Hell. He is going to kill me" I shot up placing my Sketchbook in my journal grabbing my Comet 260, from my Satchell and Ran toward the Quidditch Pitch. Hector followed behind me as I made my way there 'He will probably jinx me for being late' I thought.  I ran faster as I finally arrived there and standing in the middle of the pitch was Adrian Pucey and Kieran both trying to regain their breathing, Andrien noticed mme
                                                                                            "Richardson, You are late." He said in a monotone voice.
                                                                                            "I'm really sorry Pucey. I forgot about practice today I..." I said panting
                                                                                            "I don't need excuses Richardson. I'm not like Wood. Since you forgot about today's section you'll give me 100 laps around the Pitch. We will have a really hard core class today" He said Still in a monotone voice. I nodded and climbed my broom and began doing laps.