Josie laughed. "Unfortunately, I don't think that would be possible," she replied, "While I would... like that-" Josie said this part of her reply quite awkwardly, once again looking to the floor, "I don't think Mr Prewett would approve. Or Mr Umbridge either."

She looked up to him with a small smile. As much as she felt terribly awkward, she found herself utterly drawn towards Mr Fisk. He spoke to her like she was special. And Josie never felt special.

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