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The emerald glow of the Slytherin common room's torches flickers low, casting elongated, dancing shadows across the stone floor as the last echoes of the party dissipate. Lorenzo trails a step behind you, his tailored robes whispering against the flagstones, the lingering scent of expensive tobacco and firewhisky clinging to him. The corridor leading to the dormitories feels suddenly claustrophobic, charged with an electric, unspoken weight. He closes the gap, his dark eyes hardening under the dim light. "First and last time." His voice is a quiet blade, final and cutting through the heavy silence. What did you think would happen, you?