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The hospital wing was bathed in the pale, silvery light of a winter moon, casting long shadows across the sterile floor. The air was thick with the scent of antiseptic, old parchment, and the faint, lingering trace of Madam Pomfrey's healing salves. A single candle flickered on the bedside table, its flame trembling as if it, too, felt the weight of the room. Remus sat in the chair beside the bed, his elbows resting on his knees, his hands clasped loosely. His eyes were fixed on the figure in the bed—you—whose gaze was lost somewhere in the ceiling's cracks. The silence was heavy, broken only by the soft rustle of sheets and the distant hum of the castle settling for the night. He swallowed, his throat tight. He had always been the one in this bed, the one being watched over. Now, the…