Joseph paced around the common room aimlessly, his tiredness was almost killing him, he was shaking and coughing. Like he had some kind of flu. He really needed sleep however he knew this was very unlikely. After about two hours of pacing he heard someone walking down the closest set of stairs. The sun was rising now, the rain from the night had gone instead a blood red sunrise shone like a glimmer of hope for fools. As he turned his gaze towards the stairs his eyes met with the one person who he hate the most. Marcus Flint. His sisters 'boyfriend', he stared at Marcus, he had always been the most popular Slytherin, however now that his teeth had been straightened he had been the most wanted guy by all the Slytherin girls. He stared back at Joseph his dark brown hair lay flat and messy on his head, he was about 6 or 7 inches taller then Joe and in the same class as Beth. His smile became slightly smugger as he saw Joe. "Hmm your sister sure is a good girl." He sneered and poked his tongue out at Joe. "Yeah well you wouldn't know would you? All your interested in is fucking her." He shot back at him. "Ha as if I care about sex." Marcus laughed; this was how they always were. Ever since Joe had been chosen to be the next keeper after Flint he seemed to hate him. "Oh I forgot, if you want sex you'd just have to go to one of the others and ask them." Joseph spat back.
Marcus stepped forward and drew his wand. "I would never cheat on your sister you hear me?!" he screamed his wand pointing directly at his heart expecting Joseph to be scared. "Ha, you go ahead, think of the worst spell you can, go on kill me, I'm sure no one here would mind" his lip curled and added "what even someone with an IQ as low as yours could think of a deadly spell... Or do I have to think of one for you?" he asked his eyes flickered like the fire which had come back to life sometime in the past couple of hours. Marcus raised his fist and grabbed Joe by his robes and threw him across the room. "Come on get up you pathetic little shit" he screamed and walked closer, Joe did this and walked slowly towards him, Marcus forced his fist fast through the air, smacking Joe right in the eye, the pain was excruciating. It felt like his eye was going to pop from the force. The fire that kept him alive suddenly was fed an extra shovel of coal. Joseph lunged forward and smacked Marcus three times, once in the jaw, once in the nose and once in the stomach. The reaction was better then expected. That was until...
"Joseph Engel?, Marcus Flint? What are you two doing!!!!" a voice screamed from the bottom of the stairs across the room. A sudden pain flushed through him as the final contact broke his nose, the loud crack however did not flush out the feeling of his heart, which was slamming so hard in his chest. Slowly he turned to face the sound of the voice. A girl who was about mid height, with shoulder length dark wavy hair stood open mouthed stared at them. Her normally dark dark blue eyes searched from Marcus's bloody nose and bleeding lip to Joseph's torn robes, blood nose and black eye. She suddenly became so angry. "Joseph GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" she screamed, at him and walked over to Marcus and slapped him across the face. Joseph stared blankly at her for a second, it didn't feel real. She wasn't going to just... He looked at the ground then up at her, "funny the love that hate brings..." And with that he disappeared up the staircase.