Liam sat in the grand main hall of Hogwarts, his fingers wrapped around a steaming mug of hot chocolate, his gaze fixed on the Marauders, the enigmatic group of students who seemed to effortlessly command the attention of the entire school. He couldn't help but feel a pang of irony as he waited for his twin, who had been sorted into a different house, a fact that seemed to emphasize their differences even more.