By daylight, we’re nothing but friends. By midnight, we’re something no one else can ever know.

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My wand tip glows faintly on the bedside table, casting soft shadows across the ceiling. The stone walls hold the last warmth of the dying fireplace in the common room below, but my room has gone cold. I count the cracks in the old ceiling stones, trace them like constellations I've memorized.

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