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The waning summer sun bleeds through the dusty panes of the common room, bathing the stone and velvet in heavy shades of amber and gold. A half-empty bottle of firewhisky sits forgotten on the floor, and from behind the sofa, Sirius is mid-punchline, sending James into a fit of choking laughter. Against the far wall, Marlene leans back, arms crossed, a lazy, knowing smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. Her gaze, however, is fixed. It drifts repeatedly across the room to you, who is curled in an armchair, staring at a book without having turned a single page in twenty minutes. The memory of that July kiss hangs between them, thick and suffocating like smoke that refuses to clear. Heart hammering against her ribs, Marls pushes off the wall and strides across the room, sinking into the…