A/N: This is a Sequel to Daniela Merida and the Half-Wit Potter. HP universe owned by J.k Rowling.
I held Delilah's hand to do Side-Along apparition with her. We start walking down my street with my trunk following us behind in mid-air.
"So is your friend Hermione still mad?" Delilah asks me.
"Nah she came to me on the train to apologize, actually the ride home was very enjoyable. I got an apology from the Halfwit Potter. I actually have a invitation to visit from his godfather, Sirius Black," I answer.
"The Blacks? They were very nice people according to my grandmother, Walburga and her where the best of friends," She replies.
"What's interesting though is Sirius is the only Black not put into Slytherin," I reply, speaking the word Slytherin harshly, I am still wanting to be in Ravenclaw.
"Yeah and about that Danni, you need to stop complaining about not being put into Ravenclaw, I think you really do belong in Slytherin. I mean your mother's real maiden last name is Slytherin ... you seem to forget that," Delilah replies.
"If my grandfather changed his name to be my grandmother's instead to wipe his Slytherin surname then the name is something not to be proud of," I almost hiss.
Delilah rolled her eyes and says, "You know he only changed to Spencer to protect Candice."
"A pure blood Seer does not need protection," I counter then proceed to stick my tongue out at her.
"None of that, do I need to get my fireballs out?" She smirks.
"Try me," I hiss back.
She laughs then says, "Oh but you wait they may come out tomorrow, coach Gaunt won't let you play against Turner Academy tomorrow, we have been training Ryan and he doesn't want to kick him off for you to play".
Not being able to play Quidditch is starting to piss me off. I grunt. "He better win for Salem, I kind of thought I wouldn't be a part of the tournament this year, so it's OK," I answer.
We enter my house and my family runs to greet me. During dinner my brother Severus talks about his research project he is doing over the break. It's quite interesting but my father is way more interested and they go deep in conversation of different effects certain ingredients could have on his potion.
I turn to Tammy and say, "So what have you got planned this break?" I ask curiously. It turns out she has a lot of plans, visiting Turner Alley with Grandma Merida to get some outfits. The shopping is a lot better at Turner Alley instead of Salem Alley but even the New York muggle's have style (All Magical community called Turner is located in New York). Then she is visiting her best friend from down the street and countless others! I guess she is going to fit in Salem Academy very well when it comes to her time to go next year.
My only friend in Salem is Delilah. Severus is so used to her visiting that her Veela charms no longer works, not that she would purposely do that to Severus. My parents then bore us with work talk, so us girls ask to leave the table, only Severus was interested in such discussions. The three of us then go to the bedroom we would be sleeping in. Since Tammy and I share a room we had to put a mattress on the floor between the single beds that belong to Tammy and I.
After a lot of girl talk and games we got ready to go to sleep. In the moonlight I re-read Sirius's letter.
Dear Danni,
There is so much I want to thank you for, but I can't just write how much it means to me to be free and getting to know my godson. I need to speak to you in person. I know you and Harry have had disagreement's but it would mean the world to me if you and your parents could visit. Number 12, Grimmauld Place, London. Please reply when it's possible.
Forever in your debt,
Sirius.
Number 12, Grimmauld Place was in London. I had discussed with my parents and the Saturday in two weeks time we decided to join them for lunch. Next Saturday is the day I am meeting Draco.
The next day at the stands I sit next to the Turner Academy's seekers mother, Mrs Mandy Prince. Mandy looks very upset about something and isn't at all watching the game. "What's wrong Mandy?" I ask.
She turns to me and says, "Oh it's nothing to worry about dear," She replies, her voice is very strained with deep emotion.
... again I notice her hurt expressions. "Please tell me what's wrong?" I question her again, worried about her.
"Oh," She sighs. "Well I really wanted to work for Turner Academy but the job was taken by Mr Jerome Goyle," Mandy says obviously depressed by this fact.
"What job were you after, sorry to hear that," I answer.
"D.A.D.A teacher," She replies.
I think on that for a moment then say, "Would you want to work at Hogwarts? They have an opening for that position?" I reply with glee, Mrs Prince is no idiot, it would be nice to have a competent teacher in that subject for once.
"Oh no dear! That position has been cursed, didn't your latest professor die?" She whispers.
I whisper back, "Only because he was stupid enough to befriend the dark lord."
She cringes, "That stupid man! You'll have to explain though, how did that happen? Possession?". I explained the details of what happened and how evil that Quirrell had been.
"Please Mrs Prince would you consider it? It would be nice to have someone I can trust take that position, we didn't learn much at all, even my brother Severus has been a better teacher, duelling him I mean," I say begging to her.
She looks thoughtful and after a slight pause she replies, "I am not sure ... I suppose if I do take the position I can see the validity of the rumours of the job being cursed, maybe I could break the curse". In our deep discussion, we missed Turner Academy wining. I smile, finally Zander has won a match and the fact that they can't blame me because I was forced not to play makes me happy as well.
"Better Luck next time Delilah," I smirk. She lifts her left hand and I start to see flames.
"Want to make fun of me again?" She hisses.
I laugh. "Come on, let's get going my grandparents are coming over and my mom wants us to help cook," I reply.
... That next Saturday
Delilah had stayed all week. Today was the day my parents and I were going over to the Malfoy's for afternoon tea. I was a little nervous about this because my father is not a very likeable person. Loving my mother and us kids is his only good quality. The rumours of what he is like in the Ministry of Magic of America leaves his nice side we know questionable. My Mother once visited his office and when they found out who she was married to, it was as if she was the all mighty ruler of the universe with the way they acted towards her. She never did visit after that. When he gets angry my mother has this special way to calm him down, she is the only one that is able to do that.
I did Side-Along Apparition holding on to my mother's hand. I watch my dad nervously but he seems to be pleased with Draco's residence. We are graciously introduced to Draco's parents and with pleasantries aside Draco asks if we can go play in his room.
We start chatting about what we have done for the holiday's, I was just about tell Draco about Delilah visiting when a sound stops me. It's my father laughing, I rush to the door and open to hear what they are talking about.
"Lucius I have to agree with you," My father's voice sounds. Lucius then laughs as well
"Wow I haven't heard my father laugh like that in years!" Draco states.
"I ... well I can't remember the last time for my father either," I reply nervously. I smile, "Yay, I was worried my father would embarrass me," I say excited.
"You weren't lying, you don't look anything like him, even your eyes differ, they are this deep purple that look right into your soul and yours are a lovely lavender. Your father resembles a Malfoy, what with his long blonde hair tied back, at least 6 foot 3. Strong stern features," Draco says to me.
"Yes my looks are from my mother, Tammy and Severus look like my dad though," I reply to his observation.
"Yes I'll have to agree, you are not related to any Malfoy's though are you?" He says. Why would he think I would be related to any Malfoy's.
"Draco be serious, as if, purple eyes are the dominant feature in the Merida genes, do you have anyone in your family with purple eyes?" I reply a little too harshly.
Draco sighs in relief then says, "No but you must admit the resemblance is uncanny".
Draco tries to teach me wizard chess but I have no patience for it still, it's so boring. We are just about to start our sixth game (I had lost all five) when my parents call me from downstairs to leave. Draco and I run downstairs to them.
"Lucius, we should meet for a coffee," My father states, they then proceed to shake each other hands.
"Yes Damien, that would be splendid," Was Lucius's reply. My eyes widen a little at this, what, my dad having an acquaintance? I then try to hide my surprise and say a nice goodbye to Mr and Mrs Malfoy and Draco.
"Danni, I am sorry I won't be able to go with you to meet Mr Black and Mr Potter, there has been a break out of the Dragon pox at the hospital," My mother tells me.
"Mom please, can't someone else cover for you?" I say unreasonably.
"Hunny! Please be serious, do you want death on your hands? I know what this is really about, you want a buffer between your father, Potter and Black. Well I am sorry, but It can't be helped," She snaps.
"What if he gets offended accidentally and embarrasses me! You know what happens," I say then visibly cringe.
"Danni," Severus says while patting my shoulder, "Welcome to the club then," He says while smirking.
"HA," I say and then roll my eyes.
Of course my mother didn't think it reasonable so here I was going to meet them without my mom a.k.a the buffer. My father knocks on the door. It opens to show a man that doesn't look like anything of the pictures of Sirius.
"I am sorry, my daughter and I must be at the wrong place, we were wanting to meet Mr Black?" My father questions.
"Oh yes sorry they must not of told you, I live here also, my name is Remus Lupin nice to meet you," Mr Lupin says.
They shake each other hands. "I am curious though you don't surely stay under this roof when the full moon strikes?" My father says. I blush. My father is up to his tricks again.
Lupin looks very embarrassed. "Um well haha no, how is it that you knew so quickly?" He stammers.
"Your eyes" ... "Ah well um do come in, they are expecting you," Lupin says. Lupin walks down the hall and leads us, I am taken aback by the shrunken elf heads and take a step back and trip over an umbrella stand. I get up but I am surprised again by the sudden yelling of a women in a picture. "HALF BREEDS ... FILTH ... DISGRACE TO MY FAMILIES HOME! BE GONE FROM THE NOBLE HOUSE OF BLACK!"
I point my wand and wordlessly cast the Sonorus spell to increase my voice volume. "How dare you! I am Daniela Candice Merida! I am not filth nor am I a disgrace!" my voice echos throughout out the house. The women in the painting looks surprised, takes in my appearance and nods. I nod back. I remove the spell.
"I am Mrs Walburga Black, nice to meet you," She says.
I smile, "Nice to meet you as well," I reply. I close the curtain. I turn and I notice four people staring at me in shock.
"Well it's not every day I have to tell off a painting," I say chuckling.
"Hey Danni," Potter states.
That's when Sirius loses all decorum laughing and running to greet me, lifting me up and twirling me around and getting me into a tight hug while I am still lifted in the air. He puts me down and smiles, "I owe you so much! I know it was only an accident that Peter was discovered after you cursed him but after ten years in that hell hole I became free!" He shouts with glee.
He then takes my hand and pulls me down the hall while saying, "I have a present for you in the Kitchen". Everyone follows us into the kitchen.
"Thank you so much but you didn't have to do that, it was my pleasure to curse that man, honestly," I say to Mr Black. I don't want to feel ungrateful though so I look at the package that's wrapped with brown paper and twine. I untie the present and open it up, it's a quill, a white swan feather.
It's very fancy, "Thank you so much!" I say and then give him a hug.
"That's not all, I also want to give you this necklace. It's well nothing really, just something that my parents left to me," He says. I eye the pretty necklace with the locket that he is holding up but I am not liking it all, not because of what it looks like but the negative energy that is coming from it is unnerving me. I ignore my negative thoughts and accepted it graciously. I put the locket around my neck.
We are then lead to sit and have lunch, everything was going well and my father wasn't causing any problems. That was until Sirius's elf come out of hiding, Seeing a house elf when they weren't called for was bad behaviour when guest's are over. I can see my father is getting annoyed but is OK with it. The elf took absolutely no notice of us. Acting as though it could not see us, it shuffled hunchbacked, slowly towards the far end of the room, all the while muttering under its breath in a deep voice.
"... messing up my mistress's house, my poor mistress, if she knew the scum they've let into her house, what would she say to old Kreacher, the shame of it, werewolves and traitors, poor old Kreacher, what can he do ... the guest's they have now, it wouldn't surprise me if they were mudbloods."
My father raises a eyebrow and has a face of disgust in place. "Is that your house elf Mr Black?" My father sneers.
I cringe, this is the very situation I wanted to avoid.
"Kreacher! Leave us," Sirius shouts.
My father stands up, "What kind of Wizard can't control their house elf?" He yells. He shakes his head in disgust then he continues, "Mudbloods, really? You allow your elf to use such language? Are you not its master, treat it with respect and make sure it treats others with respect and then maybe it will listen to you and become not only a loyal servant but an ally."
My fathers rants all this while giving Mr Black the "evil face".
"Sirius can't help it, he acts like that because of his parents, he was in Azkaban for ten years and he has been taking crazy orders from a painting all that time," Harry almost shouts.
"That's no excuse young man! He is its master, it answers to Mr Black! The habits it may have got from his parents can be ordered out of him, but you have chosen to disrespect it instead of trying to help the poor creature," My father snaps back at Harry.
"Such noble wizard standing up for poor Kreacher, Kreacher wonders who he is," The elf mutters.
My father turns to the house elf, "Kreacher, my name is Damien Henry Merida, and I am sorry for what has happened to you," He says softly to the elf.
Kreacher starts bursting into tears, "I want you to be my master, I have no interest in serving the traitor to my long gone mistress," He cries.
"FATHER you're embarrassing me, can't you attempt to try to be NORMAL. The way they have treated Kreacher may not be to your liking but that's not your problem, is it, you Jerk. Just you wait! I warned mother about your STUPID meddling into people's lives," I say hotly to my father.
My father gasps, "Danni! How dare you. We are leaving now!", my father grabs my hand and we start exiting the house.
"And you can take stupid Kreacher with you," Sirius yells to our backs.
Just before I am at the door I hear, "I see what you mean Harry, she is feisty," Mr Black says.
We are walking down the street when I hear someone behind us. My father and I turn and notice the elf following us.
"That locket! I want that locket!" He shrieks. I grimace at the foul creature, it's an ugly thing.
"Urgh and what would an elf want with a necklace with a locket?" I hiss.
"Master, please! I need to destroy it!" It says.
"Danni, he called you master!" My father says shocked. I gasp then make a face of disgust. Just my rotten luck! SO gross.
"Come here Kreacher, I'll apparate us to my father-in-law Jerry Slytherin but we must call him Jerry Spencer OK Kreacher?" My father tells the elf.
"Why in the in the Muggle Hell would we want to do that!" I cry. My father looks at me worried. He takes my hand and the three of us apparate to Salem. I am pulled a bit by my father because I refuse to walk.
"Come on Danni!" My father says as he pulls me down the street.
Jerry opens the door, "Hello Mr Slytherin," I say in Parseltongue. My Grandfather looks at me confused then looks to Damien.
"What's happened?" Mr Slytherin says to my dad.
He leads us three to the lounge room. My father then makes me sit, he forcibly takes the necklace off me. I sigh.
"Feeling better Danni?" My father says worriedly.
I blush, "Um, well yeah! How could a necklace make me angry though," I say shocked.
My Grandfather then grabs the necklace, "My family heirloom! After all these centuries it has come back to us," He said excitedly then he screams in anger, "What evil as befallen onto it!"
"Kreacher may know, he wants to destroy it after all," I reply to my Grandfather.
We look to Kreacher, he is nervous to explain what happened.
After he is done explaining my Grandfather says, "If there was any hope for that family to redeem themselves Regulas could have done it," He whispers.
"Why Horcruxes though? That is stupid of Tom Riddle though, surely it makes your body more weak?" My father states.
My grandfather grunts, "Yes but at the price of potentially living forever I bet Voldemort thought it was worth the trouble."
"Do you know how to destroy it," Kreacher asks.
My grandfather shakes his head, "We could look through my library" He says to Kreacher. We begin to search for an answer in the library but all we could come up with was that it needed to be destroyed enough for it not to heal itself.
"What do you think father?" I ask him. He thinks and searches some more.
He sighs, "Maybe a Basilisk fang?" He says this unsure of himself.
"Yes, that could work, but how to come by one?" My Grandfather Spencer replies to my father.
"Where other than Knockturn Alley, I'll order it now," My father says.
Kreacher is ecstatic. "Master can destroy it?". Well ecstatic might be exaggerating but he looks very pleased by this.
"How did you become his master," My grandfather says in parseltongue.
"Sirius said to us you can take stupid Kreacher with you, he interpreted that to mean that we are its masters," I say also in parseltongue.
"That's very strange that Kreacher had such disloyalty to his master, I have never known of such events occurring," My grandfather replies still talking in parseltongue.
"Hearing the sounds of the gift of true heirs of Slytherin makes me proud, My dear old mistress would be proud ... the painting of mistress seemed to like the girl," Kreacher says.
My father orders the Basilisk fang, some shop in Knockturn alley that's run by Mr. Borgin. Their floo call takes a long time because he doesn't believe that my father has that amount of money. 8000 galleons he requests, my father finally convinces him.
When I get home I introduce Kreacher to the other house elves, Sandy and Kreacher have the same attitude so they get to chatting very quickly.
"We got your book list today," I hear my mother say. My mom then chuckles, "It's seems you have fan girl on your hands for a teacher". She passes me the list.
second-year students will require:
The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2 by Miranda Goshawk
Break with a Banshee by Gilderoy Lockhart
Gadding with Ghouls by Gilderoy Lockhart
Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockhart
Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockhart
Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockhart
Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockhart
Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockhart
"Who is Gilderoy Lockhart?" I inquire to my mom.
"Don't know much about him, I only find out about him today, I was lent this book of his from someone at work, his smile looks childish don't you think?" My mom then giggles, she then passes me a book of hers, it was a book to use to get rid of house hold pets. I look at the picture and yes I agree with my mother, he looks so fake!
"So Danni, I am going to Knockturn alley next Wednesday, do you want to come with me so I can get your school things for you as well?" My father asks.
"Thanks dad that would be fine," I reply.
"So what should I expect tomorrow when I drop you off at Hermione's for the sleepover you girls are having?" My mother says.
"Not sure, her parents are dentists," I reply to my mother.
"Oh, I know about those people they drill screws into your teeth, they say it's like a torture ritual," My mother says knowingly.
That night we had a families games night, we played gobstones, exploding snap and a muggle game called Monopoly. My mom had received the Monopoly from work as a gag gift.
"Danni it's so good to see you! Daphne said she can't make it until late tonight," Hermione says.
We hug each other and my mom and I get introduced to Mr and Mrs Granger, they are very sweet but nervous. My mom and I dress in our best outfits to show respect but I think it's also part of the reason why they are intimidated. I am wearing a corset and skirt from medieval princess designs as expected. The dress is the colour green. (Maybe that's expected as well).
After having lunch Hermione then shows me her room and where I would be sleeping tonight. I walk in to see a pretty four poster bed with a purple bedspread. (mattresses on the floor for Daphne and I) After I look around I notice a poster.
"Hermione, what is the wizard of OZ?" I ask her.
"Oh it's my favourite movie," She blushes and then says, "It's also how I was discovered as a witch."
"How can flashes of images make you realize you're a witch," I reply sceptically.
"Well when I watched it, I, well I wanted to pretend to be the wicked witch of the west ... well that was when I accidentally made myself green," She replies shyly.
I laugh, "Oh I want to understand! Can we please watch it," I say with glee. I loved the movie! Wicked witch of west did have style. She was the only one in the movie that had personality.
Daphne joined us for dinner then the movie marathon and games began. The three of us were so spoiled by Mr and Mrs Granger, it was like she has never brought friends over. The next day we went to this place called the cinemas and muggle shops. Daphne and I went berserk with spending, lucky my mom thought to give me muggle money. Maybe luck had nothing to do with it but the fact she uses her skills as a seer slyly so that we don't notice it as much. I guess they (my mom and grandmother) aren't comfortable looking into the future either, they find it disconcerting, so they only do it in times of need.
"Stay close Danni, remember where we are, have your wand ready," My father whispers. Knockturn alley was very different from Diagon alley, I can understand why my father is nervous. We notice Mr Malfoy and Draco in front of us. They enter the same store, just ahead of us.
Mr Malfoy senses us behind them in the store, he turns, "Ah hello, nice to see you two again," Mr Malfoy states.
"Same to you Lucius," My father replies.
Draco then drags me near this large black cabinet to talk. "So how did the lunch go with Potter," He whispers.
"Not very well, My father is such an embarrassment sometimes," I whisper back.
"My father spoke very highly of you and your family you know, what could noble Merida do wrong," He says, I don't know if he is being serious or not.
"Well we kind of accidentally stole their house elf after my father told Sirius off for letting it use bad language," I say in disgust.
"Your father got offended over that?" He says shocked with wide disbelieving eyes.
I raise my eyebrow and say, "Drake haven't I made myself clear on that topic?".
He blushes then mumbles, "Right, right".
"Come Draco, we must be going," Mr Malfoy says.
"See you soon Lucius," My dad replies. I continue walking around and looking at the items in the store.
"Ah well Mr Merida, I had a slight problem with getting the object," I hear shop owner say to my father. I turn to look at them so fast that I crick my neck.
"Indeed," My father hisses.
"Yes, well it's going to come to 9000 galleons instead, sorry to tell you this," He replies, not sounding sorry at all.
My father sighs in relief, "That is not a problem," He counters him then places a sack on the counter.
"You will find my wife counted 9000 and put them in this bag for you, but I want to check the validity of my purchase," He says while he has his right hand on the bag of gold still. He checks the fang and hands over the money, he conceals it in his breast pocket.
GILDEROY LOCKHART
will be signing copies of his autobiography
MAGICAL ME
Today 12:30 P.M. to 4:30 P.M.
"We can actually meet him!" Hermione squealed in front of me. "I mean, he's written almost the whole book list!"
I turn to my father and whisper, "Mother thinks he has a childish smile," I tell him then giggle. My father then pushes everyone aside and is looking at Gilderoy Lockhart books intently.
I roll my eyes at this behaviour and go say hello to Hermione instead.
"Can you believe we get to meet him Danni!" She sequels again.
"I suppose so, my mom stated our new D.A.D.A teacher is a fan girl," I reply chuckling.
Before Hermione can answer Fred or George interrupt with, "Hey Snake!".
I know they don't mean it as an insult though. They say it like such friends, they love my prank ideas that I suggested to them to do last year.
"Hey Jokers, have any wondrous plans for pranks this year?" I say mysteriously.
"You bet," They reply in unison.
I turn to Hermione, "Look who's a fan," I point out my father looking at the books with his face growing in disgust. "That's my dad," I reply to her questioning expression.
"This is for the Daily Prophet—"
"Big deal," Said Weasel in front of me, rubbing his foot where the photographer had stepped on it.
Gilderoy Lockhart heard him. He looked up. He saw Weasel — and then he saw Harry. He stared at Potter like he was a prize. Then he leapt to his feet and positively shouted, "It can't be Harry Potter?" The crowd parted, whispering excitedly; Lockhart dived forward, seized Harry's arm, and pulled him to the front. The crowd burst into applause. Potter face burned as Lockhart shook his hand for the photographer, who was clicking away madly, wafting thick smoke over us. It looks like he is muggle hell! I sort of feel sorry for him, sort of.
"Nice big smile, Harry," said Lockhart, through his own gleaming fake looking teeth. "Together, you and I are worth the front page." Lockhart threw an arm around Potter's shoulders and clamped him tightly to his side. "Ladies and gentlemen," He said loudly, waving for quiet. "What an extraordinary moment this is! The perfect moment for me to make a little announcement I've been sitting on for some time! When young Harry here stepped into Flourish and Blotts today, he only wanted to buy my autobiography — which I shall be happy to present him now, free of charge," The crowd applauded again. "He had no idea," Lockhart continued, giving Harry a little shake that made his glasses slip to the end of his nose,"That he would shortly be getting much, much more than my book, Magical Me. He and his schoolmates will, in fact, be getting the real magical me. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have great pleasure and pride in announcing that this September, I will be taking up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher".
"WHAT, you are teaching my DAUGHTER how to defend herself, you fraud," My father roars.
He walks up to Lockhart and forcibly removes Potter from his clutches. I groan, not again. "YOU are taking credit for what other wizards have done, bet the only thing you're good at is memory charms. I have met wizards who have done less than half of what you claim in your books and I am telling you now they not UN-scarred and have pretty boy looks like yours," My father shouts.
"I, I don't know what ... "Don't play dumb to me!" My father roars interrupting Lockhart. My father then lifts his wand and disarms him silently. "Right, and you're meant to teach my daughter! Maybe if you confess your errors they will give you a lighter sentence ...
"Sentence ... "You think you won't go to Azkaban for fraud, no maybe being a DISGRACE to the name of wizard is a good enough punishment for you," My father yells. Lockhart blushes and looks around for people to back him up, but they don't, they are hoping to see Lockhart in action, see if he is as good as he says.
He looks defeated, "How, how did you know?" ... The look my father gives him says it all. Lockhart bolts. My father runs out the store and stops Lockhart at the entrance of the store and punches Lockhart in the face! I heard a satisfying crunching noise.
Lockhart tries to fight back but it's clear my father is doing more damage. They fall to floor and start tumbling.
"Danni I can't believe what your father is doing," Hermione says to me with a shaky voice.
I turn to Hermione and roll my eyes, "Sorry you have to see this," I answer her.
I look back and notice Lockhart and my father are being lifted by Hagrid, the scene looking horribly familiar. I take my wand out and scream, "Let my father down you piece of filth, HOW DARE YOU!"