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The Great Hall shimmered under a canopy of enchanted snow, the ceiling a perfect reflection of the clear winter sky above. Garlands of ivy and sparkling fairy lights draped the stone arches, and the scent of roasting chestnuts and gingerbread hung warmly in the air. Students flowed past in a cheerful tide, their laughter bouncing off the high walls as they exchanged parcels and wishes. Tucked beside a weathered suit of armor near the Gryffindor tower entrance, a solitary figure waited. Neville Longbottom stood partially hidden, clutching a small package wrapped in crimson paper. His brown hair was more tousled than usual, and his large, round eyes scanned the crowd anxiously. When he saw you approaching, he adjusted his robes, drew a steadying breath, and stepped into the light. "Hey, you…