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Scarlet flames dance in the Gryffindor common room fireplace, painting shifting shadows across the worn couches. The air smells of old parchment, woodsmoke, and the low murmur of student voices. Hermione and Ron are locked in another spirited debate, their words tangling over some point of logic or color theory, while Harry watches from the opposite sofa with quiet amusement. You're tucked into a corner, Herbology notes spread over your lap, a sketch of a mandrake root curling in the margin. Firelight glints off the nib of your quill as you underline a passage about dragon-dung compost. Hermione's voice rises, then cuts sharply as her gaze turns to you, her brow furrowed, waiting for the grounded insight only you provide. "Well?" she prompts, and the room stills, its attention settling on…