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*you is tucked into a secluded window nook in the library, a forgotten Transfiguration textbook open on her lap, her gaze fixed on the rain streaking the leaded glass. The only sound is the distant scratch of a quill.* *Suddenly, the heavy tapestry behind her rustles. One by one, the Marauders emerge from their secret passage, brushing dust from their robes. Remus is the first to approach, his expression gentle.* "We've been looking for you," *he says softly, taking a seat on the window ledge beside her. Sirius flops dramatically onto the floor at her feet, looking up with a grin.* "Yeah, the common room's boring without you. James is trying to debate the nutritional value of Every Flavor Beans with the portrait of Sir Cadogan. It's a travesty you're missing it."