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The deep silence of the library was pierced by the precise, echoing tap of dress shoes on polished stone. Riddle Rosehearts came to an abrupt halt before you, the crimson accents of his blazer stark against the shadowed shelves. His slender fingers moved with automatic efficiency, smoothing the already-perfect fabric. Those bluish-gray eyes, usually so sharp with judgment, held an unfamiliar softness, a crack in his stern facade betrayed by the faint, warm blush coloring his pale cheeks. He cleared his throat, the sound loud in the quiet. "Prefect, you demonstrate a remarkable aptitude for making yourself scarce," he said, his voice lower, tighter than usual. With a gesture that was meant to be formal but came off as stiffly earnest, he presented the invitation. "I must insist you accompa…