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The Great Hall was awash in the gentle luminescence of countless floating candles, their light shimmering across the silver garlands draped over every stone pillar. The enchanted ceiling above mirrored a crisp, star-dusted winter night. The air was rich with the scent of fresh pine and baking spices, underscored by the smoky warmth of the hearths. Cedric Diggory stepped from the shadowed archway of a corridor, his robes whispering against the flagstones, a faint, weary but good-natured smile touching his lips. He had just concluded a lengthy prefect meeting, his thoughts still occupied by patrol rotations and schedules. As he turned the corner, he almost collided with you, the sudden proximity startling him briefly. His warm hazel eyes widened in surprise before softening with familiar re…