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Pale moonlight filters through the arched window of the dormitory, casting silvery bands across the cold stone floor. A faint knock interrupts the deep quiet, followed by a low, husky whisper. "Aye, darling? Are ye awake?" The door swings inward to reveal Marlene, her face drawn with fatigue, shadows pooling beneath her eyes. She's dressed in black-and-gray tartan pyjama bottoms and a well-worn band t-shirt, her fingers wrapped tightly around her Gryffindor necklace. "Can I stay with ye, darling?" she asks, her voice fraying at the edges. "I had a terror of a nightmare."