Chapter 4: Almost Getting Away With It

"Josh, please, help me!" said the girl that was being held by the hooded wizard in dark robes. He pointed his wand right at her throat. Josh was standing some feet away, bruised and battered, pointing his wand at the hooded wizard. They were in a clearing surrounded by trees, and it was a dark cloudy night.

"What's your next move, Black?" the wizard asked, digging his wand at the girl's neck.

"Don't hurt her," Josh breathed out. He was tired and in pain. He thought he was ready for this, but he was wrong. His left arm was broken and he was sure some of his ribs were too. His head was in pain and it was bleeding down the side of his face. He was covered in cuts around his arms and chest and one across his cheek.

"Oh, I won't hurt her, much," The Wizard replied, his wand glowing red.

"Josh!" the girl cried as her neck began to bleed.

"No, don't!" Josh shouted in weakness. "Please."

The dark wizard lowered his wand. "Alright," he said. "I'll let her go, but you have to toss away your wand."

"Okay," Josh replied, falling to his knees. "I'll do anything, just don't hurt her!" He then tossed his wand over to the dark wizard.

"So naïve," the dark wizard laughed, pushing the girl in front of him and pointing his wand at her. "Avada Kedavra!"

"No!" Josh shouted, and lightning struck trees behind him, the wind began to pick up, and it began to rain heavily as dangerous thunder went off in the clouds. The tree that was struck caught fire and magically spread quickly. Josh fell to his hands and knees, and the dark wizard slowly walked up to him.

"You were a fool to challenge me, Black," the dark wizard spoke, pointing his wand at Josh. "There is no way you could have beaten me, the greatest wizard to ever live. See you in the afterlife!"

Josh looked up at the dark wizard, seeing the wand pointed at his face which was glowing green at the tip. The wind blew the dark wizard's hood off and Josh's eyes widened in horror. It was him with glowing red eyes. "No!" he yelled as the next thing he saw was green light.

"No!" Josh shouted as he sat up in bed, waking up both Draco and Blaise who both scrambled out of their beds, grabbing their wands.

"What, what is it!?" Blaise said, pointing his wand around the darkened room. Draco lit his wand and looked around where he and Blaise noticed that Josh was sat up in bed, sweaty, breathing heavily, and looking afraid.

"Mate, are you alright?" Draco asked, turning on the light and shutting off his wand.

Josh nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine," he said. "Just had a nightmare. What time is it?"

Blaise looked at the watch by his bed. "It's about six in the morning," he answered.

Josh nodded and got out of bed. "Sorry I startled you guys," he said, walking across the room. "Go back to sleep," he added and then left the room. Blaise and Draco shared a worried glance and both lay back down.

Josh wiped his face as he made his way down the stairs. It was a new dream this time, and it was really weird. The whole time he was talking to himself or a mirror image of himself, and the girl; she looked nothing like Daphne. If Josh knew any better, he'd say it more resembled her best friend Tracey. But it was just a dream and dreams don't mean anything, right? Josh entered the entry hall and began to make his way towards the kitchens when he began to hear hushed voices.

"Wait…what happened? Who survived?" asked a voice that sounded like Mrs. Weasley's. Josh stopped at the door to the kitchen.

"Only the daughter," answered a voice that sounded like Moody's. Josh's heart began to race. She could have been anyone, but to Josh, it meant Daphne; but didn't Daphne have a sister? Unless it wasn't Daphne, but someone else.

"Where is she?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"They're checking her over at St. Mungo's," said a different voice sounding like Tonks. "Once they're done, we're going to bring her here for the rest of the summer."

"She doesn't have any other family?" asked Mr. Weasley's voice.

"She has an Aunt, but she's out of the country."

"Well, then it's settled, the Davis girl will stay here," came Ms. Zabini's voice. "I'll go make a place for her to sleep in Hermione and Ginny's room."

Josh heard footsteps and quickly ducked under a random table. Once the kitchen door opened, he saw light from the kitchen and then Ms. Blaise's legs walking past him and then upstairs as the kitchen door shut. Josh stood out from the table and walked back over to the door. Tracey Davis was attacked, and her family was killed? Josh was mortified. Daphne too would be mortified when she would hear this.

"All this right before Harry's Ministry Hearing," Mrs. Weasley said. "Do you think it was a coincidence?"

"Well…er…seeing that this was a message," a voice said, sounding like Shacklebolt's. "It wasn't a message for Harry…." Josh's eyes widened in horror when it came to realization. "It was a message to Josh."

"What kind of message?" Sirius's voice spoke worriedly. Josh held his breath, knowing the truth may just come out.

"That's just it," Josh heard Shacklebolt say. "We don't know what the message was about, just who was it for." Josh let out a breath of relief, but he had to act fast. He needed to see Daphne and now. Turning on his heel, Josh sprinted back up the stairs and into his room. He silently entered and quietly closed the door, and then quickly made his way towards his dresser, pulling out some fresh clothes and quickly changed into them. He finished tying his shoes and grabbed his wand from the table by his bed and then pocketed it. But all he could think about was how he was to get to Daphne's? More importantly, where the hell did she live?

Looking around, Josh quickly moved over to his desk, and began searching through his letters from Daphne, seeing if any one of them had some kind of address. She had to have given one, and he might have missed reading it. He slammed his letters down as he didn't find one, and slumped into his chair, looking into the early morning sky, and the moon that was still there. That's where he saw a bird fly by, and instinctively turned his head towards his owl and smiled. That was his answer, Shadow. He always delivered Josh's letter and he knew right where to take them, but how could he follow his owl towards Daphne's? He didn't have a broom, but he knew someone who did.

Josh silently crept out of his room, down a flight of stairs, and stopped at the door of Harry and Ron's room. He quietly turned the doorknob of the room and opened the door, but froze when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned to see a very tired and half-asleep George walk past him.

"Hey Harry," George said sleepily to Josh, walking past him, down the hall and into the bathroom. Josh let out a breath of relief and quickly entered the room. He lit his wand and looked around the room, seeing the sleeping heaps of Harry and Ron, they're books, and laundry, trunks, and there leaning in the corner was Harry's broomstick. Quietly, Josh grabbed the Firebolt and silently left the room, shutting the door, stopping when George was coming back.

"Going for a morning fly Harry?" George tiredly replied to Josh.

"Er…yeah?" Josh replied, trying to sound like Harry.

"Alright," George replied, patting Josh on the shoulder as he passed by. "Don't let mum catch you." Josh nodded and quickly made it back to his room, quietly shutting his door.

"That was close," he said, going over to the window and leaning the Firebolt against the wall. He then went over to his desk scribbling something down and then walked over to his owl, which was wide awake. "Here," Josh said, handing Shadow the letter, taking it with its beak. "Take it to Daphne and show me the way." Josh then walked over to the window and opened it, and Shadow took flight.

Josh climbed half way out the window and pulled the Firebolt all the way out. "Alright, easy there fella," he said to the broom, climbing out all the way, sitting outside on the window seal. "It's been a little while since I've ridden a broom, so take it easy on me." Taking a breath, Josh jumped off the window seal, quickly mounting the broom, and from a few feet from the ground, began to fly up with questionable speed. He flew up higher and higher into the cool morning air, and began following his owl after he found him.

Minutes passed by as Josh flew through the sky, the scenery changing from dim lighted cities to bright country sides as the sun was rising. He squinted at the rising sun as he followed Shadow towards a village, where the owl began to descend. Josh too then descended and closed in on the village where Josh noticed something else in a small field in the middle of the village, out in the open. There were a group of young kids on brooms barely hovering off the ground and tossing around a ball the size of a quaffle. That's when it dawned on Josh. This was a magical village where people could do anything magical without having to worry about muggles seeing them.

Josh followed Shadow closer to the quaint little village, about fifteen feet high, flying through the sky with grace. Passersby noticed Josh and waved at him, some kids pointing seeing the type of broom he was riding, asking their parent if they could have that broom. Josh smiled and waved at the younger kids and continued to follow his owl. Shadow led him towards the end of a village towards a pretty large and regal looking house that seemed much unharmed. Josh slowed as he watched his owl descend onto a spacious balcony with a few chairs and a table, and a teenage girl still in her sleeping clothes, hugging her knees close as a letter was on the balcony floor next to her chair. Shadow flew in and landed on the next chair beside Daphne who looked surprised.

Josh smiled at her beauty as he slowly descended towards her. The girl he felt very much for, the one that made him happy just by looking into her deep blue eyes. He softly and quietly landed on the balcony and dismounted the broom, watching Daphne's eyes turn to confusion as she looked at the letter in front of her.

"I didn't know what to say," Josh said, loud enough to hear. Daphne jumped and looked up and saw her boyfriend standing there smiling.

"Josh!" she said in awe, jumping up from her seat, dropping the letter, and running into Josh's embrace. Josh hugged her back lovingly, always loved feeling her against his own body. He pushed her back a little seeing her eyes were red and puffy as if she had been crying.

"Daph, what's wrong?" Josh asked, looking at her worriedly.

"I just got a letter from Tracey," Daphne sniffed. "Her house was attacked and her parents….her parents didn't make it," she said, leaning against Josh's chest.

"I know," Josh replied sadly. "I heard. That's why I came here, to see of you were alright, and…" he trailed off.

"And what?" Daphne said, looking up at Josh who sighed.

"The attack at Tracey's, It was a message," He replied, not looking at Daphne and pushing her away.

"For who, Harry?"

"No," Josh said. "Can we sit down? I need to tell you something." Daphne nodded and led Josh over to the chairs both taking a seat of their own.

"What is it you want to tell me?" Daphne asked, looking worriedly up to Josh.

"I want to tell you about that night in the graveyard," Josh answered. Daphne nodded and waited for him to continue. Josh then continued to tell her nearly everything. How he and Cedric arrived, how Harry was already there waiting, the ritual, the death eaters, and then, "I sat there," Josh said. "And Voldemort came up to me; he wanted me to join him and his death eaters."

"Of course, you said no right away, right?" Daphne said. Josh didn't answer, looking away. "Josh?"

"I hesitated," Josh whispered, closing his eyes. He opened his eyes and looked into Daphne's confused ones.

"You…but…why?" she asked. "What were you thinking?"

"Look, I don't know," Josh lied. "Things were happening and it was crazy, Voldemort was back. I didn't know what to think and why he wanted me to join him, but I did refuse him." Daphne nodded, and looked away. "But he tried to convince me otherwise." Daphne turned back to Josh questioningly. "My Uncle Silus, yes he's a death eater, brought in my missing grandfather." Daphne gasped, clasping her hand to her mouth. "Voldemort told me to join him and he would spare my grandfather's life, but…but," Josh stuttered, tears forming in his eyes. "He made me promise…my grandfather made me promise…"

Daphne nodded in understanding and hugged Josh close as he silently cried into her shoulder. Josh leaned away from Daphne, wiping his eyes. "Don't you see," he said. Daphne shook her head not understanding what he meant. "Tracey's parents' death was my fault," Josh said softly. Daphne began to shake her head. "I refused to join him and he's taking it out on people closest to me, like my girlfriend's best friend. Voldemort's showing me that what it's like to refuse him."

"No, Josh," Daphne said, shaking her head and grabbing onto Josh's hands. "Tracey's parents' deaths were not your fault. You didn't point the wand at them, nor did you say the curse!"

Josh abruptly stood up. "I might as well have," he said, walking away from Daphne who stood up and follow him.

"Joshua!" Daphne called frustratingly, quickly walking up to him and forcing him to face her. "Tracey's parents died because Voldemort killed them, not you. It was not your fault. It's not!" She repeated, looking up into Josh's eyes that reluctantly looked back into hers. "It's not," she whispered, placing her hands onto Josh's face. Josh closed his eyes as Daphne slowly leaned in, softly placing her lips upon his, kissing him. His arms automatically went around her waist and hers then moved around his neck, deepening the kiss.

"Sweetie, breakfast is – oh my word!"

Daphne and Josh jumped apart as if they were electrocuted and turned towards the door to see Mrs. Greengrass standing there in some robes, looking expressionless. "What is he doing here?" She asked, pointing at Josh.

Daphne and Josh looked at one another and then looked back at Mrs. Greengrass. Josh cleared his throat. "Um, well, I was in the neighborhood," He nervously said. The two teens stared, waiting for Mrs. Greengrass's reaction to him being here, but then, she smiled.

"Well, it's finally nice to meet you, Mr. Black," Mrs. Greengrass said, walking up to Josh and shook his hand.

"It's nice to meet you too," Josh replied, looking relieved. He was afraid Josh would have to worry about a mother's fury. "You can call me Josh."

"Okay," Mrs. Greengrass spoke, and then turned to her daughter. "You know, if your father sees that he's here, he's going to reopen the dungeon."

"What?" Josh squeaked.

"Where is he?" Daphne asked, looking behind her mother.

"I believe he is in the bathroom," Mrs. Greengrass answered, glancing at Josh, looking him up and down. "He's quite the looker, looks like his father. That was a handsome man."

"Mum!" Daphne cried embarrassingly.

"I know, sorry," Mrs. Greengrass said, trying not to smile. "But he should leave before your father finds him here. It's nothing personal, dear," she said to Josh. "It's just that Victor works for the Ministry and he can't help but believe what the papers say about you."

"But you don't believe them?" Josh asked.

"Oh heavens no," Mrs. Greengrass replied, waving Josh off. He looked back at her questioningly. "I know my daughter wouldn't fall in love with some kind of crazy child, and I know your mother and I know she would do the best in raising her child as best as she could." Josh smiled and nodded.

"Aurora, where are my blasted shoes!" shouted a manly voice from inside.

"You better go!" Mrs. Greengrass whispered to Josh, and then hurriedly went inside. "Come on, Vic. We'll find them together!"

"Glad to know one of your parents doesn't hate me," Josh said, turning away and walking over towards the Firebolt. "Let's hope I don't run into your father any time soon." Josh mounted the Firebolt. "Are you alright?" He asked. "We'll see one another soon."

"Yeah, I know, but it's not that," Daphne replied, looking gloomy. "I'm just worried about Tracey is all."

"Don't worry," Josh said. "She's staying over at Gr….my home." Daphne looked up relieved. "I'll tell her you'll write her."

"Please," Daphne said, hugging Josh once more and kissing him lightly on the lips. "I'll see you later."

"Definitely," Josh said, smiling, feeling a whole lot better on few things. Daphne let go of him and took a few steps back. "Now, let's see how fast you can really go," He said to the broom, and with amazing speed, Josh took off into the sky. Daphne smiled contently as she watched her boyfriend, who was worried about her and needed to see if she was okay.

An hour later, Josh had already entered London and made his way towards Grimmauld Place. He slowly flew Harry's broom right into his bedroom window, stopping in the middle, and dismounting it. He looked around to see Blaise and Draco's beds were empty. Shrugging, Josh exited his room and quickly made his way towards Harry and Ron's room, opening the door, seeing both beds empty. Josh walked in, knowing that Harry was at the Ministry, and hope he didn't notice that his broom had gone missing. He quickly walked across the room placing the broom exactly where it was when he found it. He turned around, stopping dead in his tracks when Ginny stood in the doorway, staring at him curiously.

"Er…don't tell Harry," Josh said, scratching the back of his neck.

"He knows," Ginny replied. "He woke most of us up screaming about his Firebolt and how it had gone missing and how you had taken it."

"Great," Josh sighed.

"Everyone's out looking for you, you know," Ginny said as Josh passed her and began walking down the stairs. "Mostly the adults, all us kids stayed here."

"What about Sirius?" Josh asked, wishing he didn't.

"He left to, against Dumbledore's orders to stay," Ginny answered. "He was horrified to find out that you went missing for a few hours. Where did you go?" she asked as the duo hit the ground floor.

"I went to Daphne's," Josh answered. "I need to see if she was alright, after what happened at Tracey's…" and he trailed off as he entered the kitchen. All the teens were sitting at the table excluding Harry, and including Tracey. Their heads looked up and their voices died away when they heard and saw Josh.

Josh looked at each face in the kitchen. Hermione looked disappointed, Ron looked angry and annoyed, and Draco was expressionless as he didn't care, Blaise too looked disappointed with his arms crossed, Fred and George had small smiles on their faces looking impressed, and Tracey looked distraught and soulless.

Hermione stood up and spoke first. "Where have you been?!" she said in a Mrs. Weasley-like way.

"I just went to go check on someone," Josh answered.

"Everybody was worried sick that you've been taken or kidnapped," Hermione continued. "There was no note, and then Harry's broom was stolen…."

"Look, everything's fine," Josh interrupted. "I'm fine and alive…"

"Harry's broom better be fine," Ron hissed.

"It is," Josh sighed. "It's back in his room right where I found it, still in perfect condition. Jeez Ron, caring about a broom more than me."

"That broom just happens to be more important than you by my opinion," Ron said, standing up and leaving the kitchen, possible going to check on the Firebolt.

"Josh, what in the world were you thinking?" Hermione said angrily. "You have a target on your back and you just leave like you don't care if you get captured – "

"I had to see if Daphne was alright," Josh blurted out. "Alright? I wanted to make sure she wasn't attacked like…like…" But Josh couldn't bring himself to say as he looked over at Tracey who was looking down at the table.

"You could have sent a letter," Hermione said exasperated and flustered.

"I needed to see her with my own eyes," Josh replied, taking a seat across from Tracey. "I could care less about protection. I had to act fast and I did."

"But what if – "

"Hermione, just drop it!" Josh bellowed. "Nothing happened, and I'm fine, alright?" Hermione huffed and she then left the kitchen with Ginny.

"Well, we have a few things to take care of," Fred said as him and George stood up at the same time.

"Yes, but we're pretty impressed that you took off like that," George said. "I can't believe I thought you were Harry."

"Wait, you ratted me out?" Josh said, turning towards George.

"It's not like he had a choice," Fred said, sticking up for his twin. "Sirius made him tell what you were up to or he would have to wear his arse for a hat for the rest of his life."

"Yeah, it was scary," George said, his eyes glazing in fear. "Your father was really angry and terrified."

"I find that hard to believe," Josh murmured, turning around. George shrugged and left the kitchen with his twin brother. Josh sighed and looked over Blaise and Draco who were both staring at him. "What?"

"You could have asked us for help," Blaise said. Draco nodded in agreement.

"I didn't want to wake you," Josh replied. "Besides, it's something I had to do on my own." Blaise and Draco nodded, knowing why. Tracey then got up and began to leave the kitchen and into the hallway. Josh jumped up. "Uh, Tracey, may I speak to you for a moment, in private?" he asked from the kitchen door. Tracey stopped, and then walked into the sitting room. Josh glanced back at his friends, and then followed Tracey into the sitting room. She sat down on the couch while Josh sat on the couch across from her. It was quiet as Tracey looked down, and Josh looked right at her.

"Trace," he said softly. Tracey slowly looked up at Josh, trying so hard no to cry, and he took her hands in his. "I am so sorry," Josh said. "I can't help but feel responsible."

"Why?" Tracey said quietly, sniffling. "You weren't there, you didn't kill them, nor did you give the order."

"But it was why the order was given," Josh said and continued to explain to Tracey what really happened at the graveyard, about Voldemort wanting Josh to join him, and killed his grandfather in front of him for refusing.

"Irregardless, Josh," Tracey replied. "I don't think it was your fault. I blame you-know-who. He's the one who killed my parents, not you, and I don't want to hear anything else on the matter." Josh sighed through his nose yet nodded, and then heard hurried footsteps, and then someone appeared in the doorway. That someone was Sirius.

Josh stood up to his feet. "Josh," Sirius breathed out.

"Siri –" But he didn't finish as Sirius ran forward and hugged his son. Knowing this was an intimate moment; Tracey got up and left, to give them some privacy.

Josh was about to speak again, but Sirius pushed him back and spoke first. "What were you thinking!" he bellowed. "You could have been caught, not just by the Ministry but by the Death eaters; flying around while the sun was up! I mean, why? Why would you put yourself at risk like that!?"

"Sirius," Josh tried to say, but Sirius continued his rant.

"What if you had been caught?" Sirius continued, having not heard Josh. "You would either have your wand broken or you'd be tortured to death! Oh merlin, death! Oh and what would your mother say? She would kill me for letting you lose like that! We have to make sure she doesn't find out about this close call, promise me, Josh. I can't live without my – "

"Dad!" Josh yelled, causing Sirius to stop his rant, his eyes wide in surprise. This was only the second time Josh had called him dad. The last time he did was back in the Hospital Wing, after the third task, when Sirius had to leave immediately. "I had to go see Daphne, I needed to see if she was alright after what I heard this morning about Tracey and her parents," Josh explained.

Sirius's eyes softened and he nodded. He placed a hand on Josh's shoulder and led him to sit down on the couch. "Joshua," he said. "Why didn't you just tell us that you were worried? We could have sent someone to go check on her and her family."

"Because I had to see for myself," Josh answered.

"Well, I'm sure we could have let you go with Kingsley or Tonks," Sirius replied.

"I wanted to go by myself," Josh said instantly.

"Of course you did," Sirius sighed. "But right now, going alone isn't an option. Remember, you have a target on your back; not from Voldemort, but one by the Ministry too. We can't have you getting caught doing something illegal by one or just being caught by the other. You're just as valuable to us as Harry is." Sirius noticed Josh clench his jaw when Harry's name was mentioned. "That's another thing. You stole Harry's broom." Josh was about to speak, but Sirius held up a hand. "Just follow me." Josh nodded and both stood up, and Sirius led him all the way up to the fourth floor and into Sirius's room.

Josh entered his father's room, never really having been in here. It was a large room; the master bedroom with a king sized bed, a large closet, desk with papers on it, and some boxes in the corner. It was just as dark, dusty, and grimy as the rest of the house. Sirius led Josh over to the stack of boxes, where an elongated one leaned against the others. He grabbed it, and handed it to Josh.

"What is it?" Josh asked, placing the box onto the desk. He lifted the lid and his eyes widened. It was another Firebolt, his own Firebolt. All his anger for Harry at disappeared for the moment as he stared at his new broom. "This is mine?"

Sirius nodded. "Yeah, as an early birthday present," he said. "And to make it up for third year, where Harry got a broom and you well, you know. Sorry I'm way late about that and last year I just forgot about getting you a broom. Your mother never like going up in a broom as she was afraid of heights." Josh nodded as he examined his new broom, just like Harry's but new. "This is only part one of you early birthday gifts, since I won't be able to give them to you on your real birthday."

Josh looked up at his father. "There's more?" he asked. Sirius nodded, and moved the long box of his desk, walking behind it, and waving Josh over. Josh stood next to Sirius, holding onto his new broom, not wanting to let it go. He looked onto the desk where a large layer paper sat with nothing writing on it. "What is it?" Josh asked confusedly.

"It's a map," Sirius answered, smiling widely.

Josh looked at it more closely, but it was still blank. "It doesn't look like it," he said, turning back to Sirius.

"Well, no not at the moment," Sirius said, and then pressed a finger in the middle of the map. Right where he touched it, a picture began to form and it spread throughout the map, and that's where Josh noticed that it was a map of Hogwarts, at the very top it read 'Welcome to map of the Blackwing; The Prankster´s Guide for Hogwarts. Use it well.' "It only reacts to a Black's touch, so if anyone steals it, it's just blank parchment to them. But to you and me, it's the map of Hogwarts."

"Blackwing?" Josh said, staring at the map in awe.

"Oh, it's a name I came up with, since your Patronus is a Raven," Sirius said. "And you have to have a prankster's nickname. Like father like son."

Josh smiled and nodded, like that nickname. He looked at the map and saw moving feet and a name through the hallways of the third corridor. It was Dumbledore. "It's like that Map you, Remus, and James made," he said. Sirius nodded.

"Exactly," he said.

"But you're missing a few areas," Josh said, and began to explain to Sirius about the Chamber of Secrets and Slytherin's room, and then hallways that were sealed in the Dungeon. Sirius listened intently to Josh's description and Josh watched as his father began to construct those new parts of the map. It was a real father/son bonding moment as the must have been in that room for an hour or so. Josh also asked his father about being an Animagus, which Josh listen very intently to his father's notes on it and about his first transformation with his friends.

A couple of hours later, Josh and Sirius were leaving the room, Josh had his new items in his hands when he entered his room. "Oh yeah, and Josh?" Sirius said from the doorway of Josh's room. Josh turned towards his father with a questioningly look. Sirius smiled. "Since you left, I got yelled at by Mrs. Weasley about being an irresponsible adult, parent, and role model," he said. "So, if I get taken down, I'm taking you with me."

"What do you mean?" Josh asked, not knowing where this was going.

"It means, you're grounded," Sirius said, and then left the doorway.

Josh looked back where Sirius stood, confused. "What?" he said to himself. He shook his head and ran over to the doorway and shouted, "It was worth it!" And the next thing he heard was the shouting laughter of his father going back up the stairs.

"You!"

Josh froze and turned around and looked down the hallway. He saw a very angry Harry advancing towards him, his fists clenched. "Oh hey Harry," Josh said. "Kinda busy, can't talk!" he added quickly and shut his door, locking it.

A second later, Harry was banging on the door. "Josh, get out here!" he shouted.

"I can't!" Josh replied. "I have stuff to do! Sorry about your broom by the way. I wanted to go out and play Quidditch!"

A/N: Ah there it is! Chapter 4, all me. Yep. Josh pretty much got away with it, almost. Well, things will be strained between Harry and Josh. Sad about Tracey, we'll have more of it, and her getting cozier with Blaise. Josh got some new things. Hope you liked it. Review!