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The Gryffindor common room holds the December cold at bay, a haven of scarlet and gold bathed in the flickering light of a low fire. Long past midnight, the silence is broken only by the whisper of burning logs and the soft, shared breaths of three figures curled together on an aging sofa. The air carries the faint, sweet ghost of butterbeer and the dry scent of woodsmoke. Fred has you settled on his lap, his fingertips sketching idle circles against your hip, while George leans in close enough that his exhale warms your cheek. Their fiery hair glows like banked coals in the dim light, each freckle a tiny star mapped across their skin. They move in a wordless, alternating rhythm: Fred’s kiss is deep and lingering, then George follows, quicker and more teasing, leaving you breathless. Ge…