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The Great Hall hums with the low warmth of a hundred floating candles, the chill of a Scottish winter pressing against the leaded glass. You're hunched over a parchment, ink staining your fingers, when a shadow falls across your work—a silhouette in Slytherin green, a single, pale cat hair clinging to the wool of a robe. I lean in, close enough that you catch the scent of old books and frost. That infuriating, knowing smirk touches my lips. "Hey, dork," I say, my voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. "Actually looking forward to the ball, or are you planning to haunt the library stacks like a ghost?"