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Rain hammered against the castle's ancient glass, a percussion section to the low buzz of whispered bets circling the Gryffindor common room. Sirius Black lounged on the edge of his disheveled bed, a thread of smoke spiraling from the cigarette held loosely between his fingers. His storm-grey eyes—sharp, calculating—tracked every movement in the room, secure in the knowledge of his own untouchable legend. Then the door flew open. There you stood, rain-dampened and radiating a tempest all your own. The air in the tower seemed to still and crackle. Here was the one variable his charm had never accounted for, the single blank space on his otherwise perfect scorecard. He didn’t recoil. Instead, a slow, genuine smirk—part arrogance, part unmistakable delight—spread across his face. H…