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Two weeks later…
Draco was in his house cleaning the backyard. He could always make the house elf do it but he needed that time alone to think about his life.
It had been two weeks since he last saw Hermione, he had seen Brit though. Hermione had taken her to Narcissa's house where Draco could see her.
He was slowly starting to turn crazy. Cynthia was always in his flat talking about the damn pregnancy. He listened to her just because he didn't want to be rude, but to be honest, he couldn't stand Cynthia any more. There was something about her that he didn't trust, he didn't know what it was, maybe the way she was talking now, with a lot of confidence. It was like she now knew that no one was going to get in her way, like she knew something he didn't.
Draco needed to talk to Hermione. He was not obsessed; he was in love with her. After talking to Hermione about why he should stay with Cynthia, he started having second thoughts. He could be a father to the baby and not be with her. After all that was the way things were arranged for Brit. But then again, he didn't want Cynthia doing something crazy simply because he was not going to stay with her.
He thought about talking to Hermione and having a secret relationship with her, but that of course was not going to work. Hermione was not a whore; he was sure that she was not going to accept that. It was enough already that she had slept with him while he was dating another woman. That was something that she didn't really do.
"Draco," he heard someone calling from far away. He looked to the backyard door and Cynthia was standing there with a bikini. Why? He had no idea; it wasn't summer.
"Aren't you cold?" he asked, when she walked to him with beverages.
"No, pregnancy hormones are turning me crazy. One moment I feel cold and then the next I feel hot," she said, smiling sweetly.
"Oh," he said not looking at her. He remembered very well when Hermione was pregnant. Yes, her hormones were turning her mad too but she never acted so odd.
"So Draco, what are we going to do tonight?" she asked sitting down on the grass.
"I'm going out with Steven and some friends," he said sitting next to her.
"Can I go?" she asked hopefully.
"No…I'm sorry but it's a boy's night out thing," he explained, sipping some of his lemonade.
"But Draco, we haven't done anything for a couple of weeks. Since I told you that I was expecting your baby you've been locked up in this house. I think we should go out and celebrate."
"Cynthia, no offense, but I have nothing to celebrate about, I mean, I'm already a father," he said without thinking.
She looked at him and blinked rapidly, shock and hurt formed its way onto her face. How could someone be so insensitive? He looked at her and regretted what he said; she looked hurt.
"Okay…fine. I'm going out with my girlfriends then," she said flippantly standing up. "I'm going to have so much fun, drinking and dancing."
"Drinking?" he asked carefully. "You can't drink while you're pregnant." He stood up, and stared at her for a moment in silence.
Shit!, she thought. She didn't mean to slip that way. "Well what I meant was, they are going to drink; I'll just have juice or water."
"I better not found out that you were drinking," he said before walking into the house feeling rather mad.
This girl was definitely going to turn him crazy.
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Hermione was in St. Manny's Hospital, checking some patient's files. It was her first week of work there. She liked the place very much, but she missed her time with Brit. She got used to being with her every single day. Brit was in a Muggle private school. The teacher told Hermione the second day of school that Brit was going to give her a run for her money.
"Healer Granger, Dr. Richardson needs you in the emergency room. There was a little accident in the ministry and some men are coming injured," one of the healers said.
She nodded and walked away from the office. She had been working for seven hours, this was supposed to be her last hour and now there was an emergency. Her baby was out of school in two hours, how long she was going to take now?
When she got to the emergency room things were out of control. Healers and Doctors were running everywhere getting patient after patient. St. Mungos had the major part of the patients, but since they didn't have enough space, they sent some to this hospital.
Hermione didn't know where to start, some were bleeding, and others were just screaming and asking for help. She didn't know what had happened, but for the time being questions weren't important; she needed to help
She decided to take the man that had the most serious injury and was closer to her than the others. He needed a lot of help.
"Hello Sir, I'm Hermione," she said covering his bleeding head with cloths and bandages.
"I…I can't… breath," he choked out.
"I'm going to help you sir, please don't move," she said trying to go fast. This mans life depended on her.
"I can't…"
Hermione looked at him and found he was looking at the ceiling, not blinking. She couldn't believe it. She took a couple of breath to ward off the onslaught of a panic attack. The man had died in her arms! What did she do wrong? She looked at his neck and she saw that he was bleeding there too. Shit! I screwed up! I should have checked his body first, she thought trying to hold the tears threatening to fall. It was the first time that she had failed.
She didn't know what to do. She couldn't move her feet to help others. She was just shocked. Shocked at how fast things had spiraled out of control.
Her white shirt and pants were covered in blood. She felt like screaming at top of her lungs.
"Healer Granger, there's nothing you can do. We need you here," she heard her boss.
She inhaled and ran to another stretcher. This was a woman, and she wasn't seriously injury. Mostly she was screaming and trying to get out of the bed.
Hermione with the help of another healer held her down so the doctor could give the medicine.
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Brit was in school, painting. Well, that was what she thought she was doing; she was actually painting the entire table. Her partner Lily who was a very bitchy little girl was looking at her nails not giving any attention at Brit.
"Do you bant to aint?" Brit asked, giving Lily some crayons.
"My mummy said that Lily is a very smart girl and that she doesn't need to paint," the girl replied with an air of arrogance, while looking at Brit.
Brit shrugged and continued with her job. Five minutes later she was tired and wanted to go home. She was feeling sleepy and she wanted to be in her mommy's bed, with Dodda and Lucy (the puppy).
"Mommy is coming to get me soon," Brit said putting her things away. She knew that it was almost time to get out of school; some mothers were already picking their kids.
"Mommy too," Lily said putting her stuff in her backpack as well. "Daddy is also going to take me to eat aik-cream."
"My daddy takes me too," Brit said grinning.
"My daddy buys me big cream," Lily said showing how big it was with her little hands.
"My daddy let me eat aething," Brit said smiling broadly.
Yeah, she was just like her father. She loved competition.
"Well my daddy reads me every night before sleep," Lily said frowning.
Brit threw her a dirty look but didn't say anything. Her daddy was not always at her house to read to her.
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Hermione was in the office covered in blood, sitting in a chair, waiting for the doctor. One hour before she called Narcissa and asked her to pick up Brit.
"Healer Granger," Doctor Richardson said politely.
Hermione tried to smile, but she didn't have the spirit. She just wanted to be in her house with her daughter watching TV and eating cookies.
"Hermione, I saw what happened in the emergency room," he said sitting down in front of her.
She nodded but didn't say a word.
"I don't know what to say. When I read your references Doctor's said that you were one of the best. I'm sorry to say this but I'm not sure if that's true. You took that patient and you didn't even check him before starting to cover his head."
Hermione just sat and stared at him for a moment, before talking. She couldn't believe this. Yes she screwed up, but she had just tried to make the bleeding stop. "Doctor Richardson, I know that I should have checked his status before, but I was desperate to stop the bleeding. I didn't realize that he had something stuck in his neck."
"Exactly…that was why it killed him. You could have taken that out first," he said seriously.
"I know…but I saw his face and I wanted to stop that bleeding first…. It's not my fault Doctor, I tried to save him," she said on the verge of tears.
"I think that you should think if this as the right thing for you, if this is what you want to do. I'm sorry Healer Granger, but it seems to me that your head was not in the job. You let a man die," he said raising his voice a little.
She didn't know what to do. What could she say to make him understand that the man was already dying?
"I did everything that I could. The man was already dying, I tried, but that wasn't enough," she finally said after a couple of seconds.
"Perfect…well I don't know what to say, all I know is that you are suspended for a week," he said and with that he stood up and walked out of the office leaving her with her mouth open.
This was unfair!
Hermione took her stuff and walked out of the hospital forgetting that she was covered in blood. Life was so unfair. She didn't do anything wrong. It wasn't her fault that the man was already dying.
One hour later Hermione was in her house sitting on the sofa looking at the walls. She was supposed to get Brit at Narcissa's house but she didn't feel like moving. She needed to get clean first; she was still in her dirty robes.
It took all the strength she had to walk to the bathroom and take a shower. After showering, she dressed up in jeans and polo and left the house in her car. She needed to drive to Narcissa's house, which was probably going to help.
She was lost in space watching the road when her cell phone rang. "Hello," she answered, she didn't even look at the caller-id.
"Hey girlfriend, its me, Timmy," he squealed.
"Oh hey," she said smiling. She loved how he talked. He was so gay with her and so masculine with men.
"So what are you doing tonight? I feel like I haven't seen you in months."
"Well I haven't seen you in a while. I'm not doing anything. I'm driving to my ex-mother-in-law house. Brit is there with her."
"Hmm…why don't you ask her to watch Brit for the night? Let's go out to party. You haven't gone to the gay club in a while, and besides I have someone that I want you to meet," he said excitedly.
"Oh really? Wow, you settle down already," she said laughing out loud. It was good to hear his voice.
"No…not really. I just have someone especial for now," he said giggling.
"Oh my God, you are so bad Timmy."
"I know," he said in content.
"Okay, I'll talk with Narcissa and I'll let you know what I'm going to do," she said after a couple of seconds.
"Oh perfect, see you later biatch," he said before hanging up the phone.
She smiled and drove more happily to get Brit. Timmy knew how to raise her spirit.
Five minutes later she was in the house, waiting in the sitting area for her daughter and Narcissa. She hated to wait, it was sort of stupid. For goodness sake, she was there to get her own daughter.
"Hermione," she heard Narcissa's calm and serene voice.
Hermione stood up from the couch and saw her baby running toward her. This was the best pleasure she could have, seeing her excited girls face.
"Mommy…you ame," she screeched when she was in Hermione's arms.
"Of course I came. What did you think?" she asked smiling broadly.
"What happened Hermione? I don't mean to be rude but I thought you were getting here earlier. I missed tea with my friends," Narcissa said sitting down and grabbing a cup of coffee that the house elf offered.
"I'm sorry. There was an emergency in the hospital. A man…died…in my hands," she said, feeling sad remembering that horrible experience. "I was suspended for a week."
"Oh my, I'm so sorry Hermione. Don't worry I'm just a little frustrated. You know how I am, the gossip and all that," she said grinning. Hermione smiled.
"Um…Narcissa. My friend Timmy, well he called to see if I wanted to go out with him tonight…I was wondering if you could take care of Brit for the night?" Hermione asked a little nervous. She never dared asking Narcissa for big favors.
Brit was in the floor rolling around.
"Hermione…why don't you tell Draco. I know that he hasn't spent time with Brit," Narcissa said sipping some of her coffee.
"I don't want to talk to him. You know," she said not looking at Narcissa. She didn't want to remember why she wasn't with Draco right now. She didn't want to remember that Draco was going to become a father again. She didn't want to remember that her love life sucked and that she was miserable.
"Ohhh…okay fine. I'll take care of her. But just because I know you need the distraction," she said after a couple of seconds of silence.
"Oh, thank you so much," Hermione said almost hugging her. But almost, she didn't go for it that would be awkward. "Brit come here."
Brit giggled and ran to her mother. She sat in her lap and looked at her face. Hermione smiled.
"Brit, you are going to stay with Gamma tonight. Mommy is going out with Timmy."
"Can I go?" Brit asked hopefully.
"No Brit, Mommy is going to a big people place. Gamma is going to let you watch TV. Remember I brought you one here," Hermione said stroking her hair softly.
"Yes," Brit said quietly. She wanted to be with her mommy.
"Tomorrow we can go to the zoo again, you know how you love those monkeys," Hermione said trying to cheer her up.
"Oki doki," she said getting out of Hermione's lap and lying again on the floor.
"Well Narcissa, I better get going," Hermione said standing up.
Three hours later she was in her house getting dressed in a strapless, balloon type black dress. In her hair she had a bandanna and her curls were loosened in a soft spiral of honey brown chocolate. She actually looked very pretty and very young. Younger than usual.
She called Timmy when she was driving to her place and he was so happy to hear that she was going with him.
Timmy arrived at her house when she was almost done. He didn't need to wait for her, Hermione never made her friends wait.
"Oh, Hermione, look at you. You look stunning," Timmy said, eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Thanks," she said, blushing a little while closing the door to her house.
They arrived at the club and it was completely full.
"Damn it, Jonathan is inside. I need to get to him," Timmy said getting out of the car and opening the door for her.
"Jonathan? Oh, that's the guy," she said laughing at him.
"Come on," he said walking to the door.
The bouncer looked at Timmy but ignored him.
"Umm yohoo, I need to get inside," Timmy said in a girly voice.
"You can't go inside. It's full," the bouncer said in a deep, booming voice.
He gasped shocked. "You need to let me inside. My boyfriends there waiting for me," he said in anger.
"I'm sorry princess, but you can't go inside," the bouncer said intimidating him.
"Timmy come on, I'm sure there are other good club's," Hermione said grabbing Timmy's hands. She didn't want him fighting with this tall, strong man.
"Hermione," he said when he was in the car. He was mad and stunned. He was Timmy. No one ever dared not to let him inside a place. "I can't believe we missed the club. Where are we supposed to go now?"
"I don't know. We can go anywhere. I just need to talk to you," she said a little sad. Not again, she thought.
"Can we talk while a drive to another club?"
"Sure…"
Hermione told him everything that was happening. She told him about her sleeping with Draco, about them making plans of being together again. About Cynthia's pregnancy. About how miserable she felt. About how she hadn't told Brit that she was going to be a big sister because she was scared of Brit's reaction toward her father having a baby with another woman.
She also told him about the incident in the hospital.
After an hour of talking none stop she was taking long breaths to stop tears from fall down since she didn't want to ruin the make up.
"Oh my Gosh, Hermione, I'm so sorry. I never thought your life was such a hell, and I can't believe you where sleeping with him."
"Yeah, I know. I feel like such a slut," she said not looking at him.
"No, not a slut. You are not that. You guys slept together because you loved each other. God you are his woman," he said, like it was the most obvious thing.
"I hope," she sighed.
"I think you should try to move on with your life. Hermione, you are a beautiful woman. You have a career…"
"Yeah and I'm suspended," she interrupted.
"That wasn't your fault," he said fast. "Anyway, Hermione you don't need him. I'm sure you can move on. I'm not saying that is going to be easy, and I'm not saying that you should go and find another man, not yet. Not until you stop caring for him. But after that love, it's over you could go on with your life. You can find a father for Brit," he said looking at her, concerned.
"Thanks," she said.
"So," he smiled broadly. "You never told me how that gorgeous Draco is in bed."
"Timmy," she whined.
"Oh come on, I have told you how my men have been," he said smirking.
"Timmy, I don't think that's your business."
"Oh…he is that good, right? That's why you don't want to say it. I have looked at him and even with his pants I can tell that he has a big…"
"Okay… yeah he's good. But my word doesn't count. I have only been with one man in my life, and that is him, so I don't really know how other men are," she said grinning.
"You haven't had sex with anyone else. God! Hermione we need to find you man," he said parking the car in the street.
"Where are we going?" she asked looking around.
"There's a bar here. It's not as good as the gay bars I go to, but its okay," he said before getting out of the car. She followed him.
They entered the bar and it wasn't full at all. It was a small little place. She looked around and sat down at the first table she found. Timmy sat next to her.
"I'm going to the bathroom to call Jonathan. Maybe he might show up here," he said.
She nodded. "I'm going to the bar to get something. What do you want?"
"Hmm…a screaming orgasms with extra wit cream," he said grinning before walking to the bathroom.
She smiled and headed for the bar.
She coughed before getting to it. People were smoking and blowing the smoke on her face.
She got to the bar and asked for two orgasms. She sat in the bar to wait and look around.
"Hermione," she heard someone calling.
She looked around and her eyes widened. "Hey Steven. How are you? It's been so long."
"I'm good…What are you doing here alone?" he asked sitting down next to her.
"Oh, I'm not alone. I'm here with a friend. He's in the bathroom," she said getting her glass.
"Oh…cool," he said sipping from his bear.
"Who are you here with?" she asked looking around since he was alone.
"I'm here with some friends. They are in a VIP area," he said looking at her.
"Cool."
"So, are you on a date or something? I mean if it's a date you shouldn't be getting the drinks," he said smiling at a girl that smiled at him.
"I'm not on a date," she said sipping from her drink.
"Well, I'll see you later. I'm going back to my friends," he said getting up and kissing her cheek.
She grinned and winked. Steven is so sweet… and hot, she thought.
A couple of seconds later she walked to the table to find Timmy talking on the phone…well fighting actually. He hung-up and threw the phone at the table making the phone fall to the floor.
"Okay…what was that?" she asked looking at him confused and concerned.
"Stupid Jonathan doesn't want to come here," he said taking his orgasm and taking a large sip of it.
"Oh…well I found a friend here," she said to cheer him up a little. Steven was not gay but he was hot and that was going to cheer Timmy up.
"Really? Is he hot?" he asked, eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"Yes…very cute," she said winking.
"Well, well, well, I have to see him Hermione. You are so bad telling and not showing."
"I don't know where he is. I saw him at the bar," she said looking around.
"Well, let's go to the dance floor. Maybe he's there," Timmy said getting up and moving to the dance floor in a very graceful way.
She followed him smiling, but didn't move like him. Hermione had two left feet.
They danced to a couple of songs. Hermione was having a good time with Timmy. Timmy was searching every corner of the club with his eyes looking for someone gorgeous.
"Oh my God!" he suddenly gasped.
"You found something you like?" Hermione asked moving, trying to make a decent dance move.
"Yeah…something like that," he said grinning.
"Someone cute, huh? Does he look gay?" she asked grinning back at him.
"Well maybe you can tell me," he said grabbing her shoulder and turning her around.
She turned around giggling and got face to face with Draco looking at her stunned.
"Timmy let's get out of here," she said fast without thinking it twice. She was not going to get her night screwed up by this.
"Okay," he said.
"Hermione," she heard Draco calling.
She turned around and bumped into him. He was let's say…way too close, she could feel his hard stomach and the big bulge in his pants.
"Hey," she said quietly.
"What are you doing here?" he asked stepping to the side. He could tell that being so close was a little uncomfortable for her and him as well.
"I'm with Timmy," she said taking Timmy's hand.
Draco groaned but didn't say anything. Let's not forget that Draco didn't know that Timmy was gay.
"Hey," he spat at Timmy.
"Hello," Timmy said in his manly way.
"Are you alone with him?" Draco asked.
"Yes… of course. I mean, you don't bring people to dates?" she asked looking at Timmy and winking. Timmy knew exactly what role he should take.
"Where did you leave Brit?" Draco asked a little mad. He was seriously jealous, she could tell and she was loving it.
"She's with your mom."
"Mother is taking care of Brit? Hermione you know that's not okay. Mother can't keep up with a little girl like her," he said angrily and disapproving.
Yes, she knew Narcissa couldn't keep up with her, she had back problems and problems in her knees, but she didn't think it was that bad. It was for the night. Brit was supposed to be sleeping.
"Your Mom was happy," Hermione said trying to sound cool.
"Yeah she is, but that doesn't mean she can take care of her," he said bitterly.
"Fine," she snapped and walked to the table.
"Hermione, love, where are you going?" Timmy asked following her.
Draco also followed.
"Can you please take me to get my daughter?" she asked very mad and a little hurt. Why did Draco do this to her? He knew perfectly well what to say to get to her.
Draco didn't mean to make her feel bad. He was mad, yes; he was not going to deny that. But he wasn't mad because she was there; he was mad because she was there with Timmy.
"Hey man, we are going to the strip club around the corner," Hermione heard someone else. She recognized that voice. It was Steven. Why he didn't tell her that Draco was here. He knew what was happening. Two days after Hermione broke whatever she had with Draco, Steven called her and she explained. Well she didn't explain the sex part, she just told him that Cynthia was pregnant and she was feeling a little bad because that meant that she could never go back with Draco.
"I'm not going. I'm going to get my girl," Draco said to Steven and his friends.
"Oh…you have a girl somewhere else. Cool. Didn't know," Steven said smirking.
"You moron! I'm going to get Brit. You see, Hermione here is on a date, and I don't want to ruin it," he sneered.
"Hermione's on a date? Hermione I thought you said he was a friend," Steven said confused.
Hermione turned around and didn't say anything. Busted! Draco frowned but didn't say anything neither.
"Hermione, are you ready sweetie," Timmy said after a couple of seconds trying to get Hermione out of there fast.
"No, I'll take her. You can go with Steven and the rest of the guys to that strip club," Draco said taking Hermione's bag. He was not going to take no for an answer and he was not going to let her escape him.
"Ewwww," Timmy said forgetting he was supposed to act like a man.
"Eww, what?" Steven asked shock.
"Err…nothing. I don't like going to strip clubs. Those whores," he said not looking at them.
"Yeah you rather go to a gay club I guess," one of the other dude's said laughing out loud.
"Jerk," Timmy said before turning to Hermione. "Sweetie since," he threw a dirty, feminine look at Draco, "Mr. Stupid here wants to take you. I better go."
"No…Timmy I'm leaving with you," she said grabbing his hand and trying to get her bag from Draco's clutch.
"No you aren't," Draco said grabbing her wrist a little hard and walking with her out of the club.
"What's your freaking problem Draco? GOD," she said before he disappeared away from there with her. "You moron," she screamed when they got to another place. "How are you going to apparate me without saying it?"
He didn't say anything he just walked to turn on a light.
"Why the hell did you bring me to your place? I though we were getting Brit," she screamed.
Oh she was beyond pissed off. She didn't even know how she was feeling.
"We are, but not before we talk," he said smoothly sitting down in the couch.
She didn't sit down. She didn't want to stay there. She could apparate away, but she also didn't want to. Actually she wanted to stay with Draco, she just didn't want to accept it.
After a couple of seconds of pacing around she decided to sit. She knew that she wasn't leaving.
"What were you doing with Timmy in the club? And don't tell me it was a date, you told Steven that he was a friend," he said seething with anger.
"You dolt, of course he's a friend. Dates are always friends at first. I mean you were my friend before we became boyfriend-girlfriend," she said rolling her eyes.
"Oh please Hermione, I can see that there's no electricity between you two," he said.
"Yeah, sure," she said since that was the only thing she could do.
"You don't have the connection….just like I don't have it with Cynthia," he said looking at her.
She didn't look at him. She knew that what he was saying was true.
After a couple of seconds she said, "I know."
"You know that I don't have that connection, or you know that you don't have that connection?"
"Both," she said smiling softly looking at him.
He smiled back at her. He loved to see her smiling.
"Why did you bring me here?" she asked.
"I wanted to talk with you, it seems like that was the only way I was going to have the chance, you know stealing you from the club."
"I think I should get Brit, you said it yourself, your mom can't keep up with her," she sighed and started to get up from the couch.
"Hermione…it's late, Brit is sleeping. I just reminded you that because, well, I didn't like the fact that you left her to go out with that, Timmy. That man doesn't look right. He looks way too fashionable and he has that look, its really penetrating. If it wasn't because he looked so masculine and has that deep voice I would say that he likes's me or something like that," he said, shuddering.
"He does," Hermione said grinning.
"What?" he asked bewilder.
"Timmy is gay Draco," Hermione said laughing softly.
"What? Oh shit that wasn't my imagination," he shuddered violently.
Hermione laughed out loud. She though making him mad was cool, but seeing him so disgusted was even better.
"Why didn't you say something?" he asked after she stopped laughing.
"You never asked," she said taking some tears of joy out of her face.
"You mean woman!" he said in feigning shock, throwing a pillow at her face.
She laughed before throwing it back at him.
This was how everything started when they first had sex. Hermione looked at him and turned her face to the television.
Suddenly she felt his hands grabbing her chin softly. Yes, just like the first time… except the first time he took her to a room, this time they got down and dirty on the couch.
After coming down from their climax she looked at him and blushed. She couldn't believe she fell for it again, but she was happy. Draco was her drug, or like Juno would say, 'The cheese to her macaronis.'
Their bodies were wrapped around one another, legs tingled and pressed chest to chest, his member still pressing against her center but he was already sensitive.
"You remember the first time we made love?" Draco asked touching her cheeks softly.
"Yeah…it started the same way," she said moving stray hair out of his face.
"I know. I remember," he said softly.
"I'm tired," she said after a couple of seconds.
"You should be woman, I work you out…and you work me out," he chuckled.
"Can I sleep now?" she whispered.
"Hmmm…yeah, but I'm only going to let you because I'm holding you," he said before both of them slowly succumbed to sleep.
It seemed like a lot of hours later when they woke up with the piercing scream of someone. When Hermione looked and covered her body with Draco's she saw Draco blurry eyed and a pissed Cynthia throwing smoke out of her eyes.
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