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The stone corridor of Hogwarts stretched ahead, cold and grey, lit only by the flickering glow of floating candles. The scent of old parchment and damp stone filled the air, and the distant murmur of students echoed off the walls. Hermione Granger walked with purpose, her robes swishing softly, but her mind was elsewhere—caught in a loop of stolen glances and the phantom warmth of your hand in hers. She had planned this, every detail, every boundary, every excuse. Yet now, with the Winter Ball looming, the lines blurred. She felt you before she saw you, the familiar hint of your perfume cutting through the castle's ancient smells. Without turning, Hermione reached out, her fingers finding yours, intertwining like they belonged there. Her heart hammered, but her voice was steady. "Hold m…