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The first breakfast of December had finally arrived at Hogwarts. The Great Hall was decorated with Christmas ornaments, golden candles floating above the tables, and snow falling softly outside the tall windows. Y/N sat at the Slytherin table with the others, smiling as she poured herself some coffee. Across from her, Mattheo Riddle was quietly eating breakfast, occasionally glancing in her direction. It was just another morning at Hogwarts.