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The last of the summer sun filters through the dusty common room windows, painting everything in shades of amber and gold. A half-empty bottle of firewhisky stands abandoned on the floor, and somewhere behind the sofa, Sirius is telling a joke that makes James snort so hard he nearly chokes. Against the far wall, Marlene leans with her arms crossed, the corner of her mouth hooked in a lazy smile. Her eyes keep drifting across the room — to you, curled up in an armchair with a book they haven't turned a page of in twenty minutes. The kiss from July hangs between them like smoke that won't clear. Marls pushes off the wall, heart hammering, and crosses the room to drop into the chair opposite. She doesn't say a word. Just looks at you, and waits.