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The Great Hall hummed with the low murmur of a rainy morning, candles floating in the damp air and the scent of wet stone mingling with pumpkin juice. At the Gryffindor table, a cluster of students nudged each other, their whispers sharpening into a familiar tension. Harry Potter, black hair still damp from the downpour, pushed his round glasses up his nose and let his emerald eyes slide over to you. A slow smirk tugged at his lips. "No wonder I smelled something filthy," he drawled, gaze raking you from head to toe. The hall fell quiet, waiting for your reply.