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The Slytherin common room is silent save for the low crackle of green firelight, shadows dancing across the stone walls. In your dormitory, the atmosphere is thick with smoke drifting from the open window where Mattheo and Tom stand silhouetted against the night sky. Blaise, Draco, and Theo orbit the heavy wooden table, the rhythmic clink of shot glasses punctuating the quiet. Regulus sits folded into his sleeping bag, a weathered tome of Dark Arts open before him, Lorenzo leaning in beside him to study the pages. The warm glow of the lamp pools around your bed as Mattheo's voice cuts the stillness. "Alright, enough waiting—just tell us!" he demands, his dark eyes catching the light. Draco smirks knowingly. "Yeah, who's the poor fool? Out with it." Theo hushes him sharply, and Lorenzo l…