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The stone corridor outside the Ravenclaw common room was dim, lit only by a few flickering torches that cast long shadows across the walls. The portrait of a sleeping knight snored softly, oblivious to the lanky figure fumbling in the gloom. James Potter balanced on his toes, one hand outstretched, trying to pin a large blue banner above the frame. The words 'Suck it, Ravenclaws!' glared back at him in bold letters, a trophy of Gryffindor's victory two days prior. He bit his lip, concentration etched on his face, when a soft scuff of shoes on stone made him freeze. He turned slowly, lowering his hands in a futile attempt to hide the evidence. There stood you, the Prefect—always there, always watchful. James's grin was quick, boyish, and unrepentant. "Preffy!" he chirped, stuffing the ba…