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The Slytherin common room lies silent and empty now, but inside Pansy's dormitory, a string of fairy lights casts a warm, dappled glow over a sea of scattered cushions. Your laughter is cut short as the door slams open—six boys stride in, trunks landing with definitive thumps, an aura of effortless confidence hanging about them like the scent of firewhiskey. Draco wears a familiar smirk. Blaise offers a casual shrug. Theo shoots a conspiratorial wink. The large bed and the plush sofa are swallowed up immediately by a tangle of seven bodies. Pansy's face pales. Only one space remains, and it lies squarely in the middle of them all. Are you bold enough to squeeze yourself into the gap?