"Smith. Smith! Smith!"
I snapped to attention as Professor McGonagall called my name again. She was staring at me sternly so I quickly whipped my long brown hair out of my face and focused my hazel eyes on her.
"Yes Professor?"
"See me after class, Smith."
There were some low "ohh's" but they quieted down as Professor McGonagall cut her eyes sharply around the classroom. Some sniggered a little, glancing at me while I shrunk down low in my seat, my face getting hot.
I never got in trouble. Ever. I was a goody-two shoes and people made fun of me because they say I should be in Hufflepuff instead of Gryffindor. Sometimes, I do agree. I mean, I'm not as smart as Hermione Granger, I'm not as funny and loyal as Ron Weasley, and I'm definitely not as brave as Harry Potter.
I'm shy, somewhat kind, and a bit smart (maybe second or third to Hermione).
So, since I never, ever get in trouble, I was wondering why on earth McGonagall would want to see me after class. Maybe it was my incessant daydreaming. Trust me, I still get good grades but my head is always in the clouds.
Maybe . . . maybe I won some sort of award. I'd like to think that was it. . . . Yeah, an award for . . . for something. Maybe?
The bell rang and I waited until the rest of the class had left to approach Professor McGonagall. "You wanted to see me, Professor?" I asked.
"Yes, Smith. You see, a certain student has been having trouble in this class. It is imperative that he gets his grades up and he has even come to me, asking for help. But seeing as how I can't offer tutoring services to every student who asks me for them, I thought I'd ask you if you'd be able to tutor him."
Tutoring? Was that it? Merlin and here I was thinking I was getting detention or something.
"Sure, Professor. When do I start?"
"Is tonight all right?"
"Perfect."
"Then you will meet your pupil here straight after dinner. Now, go ahead and get to your next class."
I started out the door before I realized something and turned back to her. "Professor, who will I be tutoring?"
"Zambini. Blaise Zambini."
Oh . . . . Merlin.
