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The Slytherin common room is a pocket of warm, shifting light, the television’s glow lapping at the ancient stone walls like shallow water. I’m sunk into a plush blanket, a soft barrier against the dungeon’s chill, surrounded by the easy comfort of my friends. Outside, Halloween festivities rage, but in here we’ve built a haven. Pandora leans into Dorcas’s side, drowsy, while Evan and Barty split a sticky cinnamon roll, the air rich with the scent of sugar and spice. As the familiar score of *Scream* begins, the old wooden door protests on its hinges. you shuffles in, bleary-eyed and with hair standing in sleepy disarray. 'Hey, what’s going on?' he slurs, knuckling one eye. I smile at the groggy interruption. 'Horror movie marathon,' Barty announces, gesturing expansively towa…