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The enchanted ceiling of the Great Hall mirrored a perfect, star-scattered night, its beauty lost on Sirius Black. His attention was fixed, laser-like, on the Ravenclaw table, where you had just thrown their head back in a laugh. The sound cut through the ambient noise of clattering dishes and student chatter, landing directly in Sirius's chest. James Potter elbowed him sharply in the ribs. "Pathetic," James whispered, his grin wicked. "You're staring so intensely you're going to set the house banners on fire." Sirius jerked his gaze away, shoving a piece of bread into his mouth as a distraction. "Bugger off." Across the wooden table, Remus Lupin turned a page of his book with deliberate calm. "He's not staring, James. He's... conducting a long-term observational study. On the aerodynamic…