This chapter is for ~*~*Shree*~*~, my beta-reader, who actually read and
corrected all my mistakes (and it wasn't few of them either) in this
chapter. I hadn't written this paragraph when I sent this to her, so if I
have made any mistakes here, that's my own fault.
This chapter is also for the other persons offering to be betas for me.
It seems like the italics didn't show last chapter. Therefore, I now write italics between * and I'll try not to use italics too much.
I'm sorry for not having updated in a very, very long time, and I'll really try to update soon again. My teachers don't seem to understand that I do actually have a life that is not school or homework.
It seems like I have to make a few things clear:
1. Leonard is dead. His only part in this story was to die.
2. Lily will get to be a girl, I think. Otherwise Harry wouldn't be born. But she might have to wait a while.
3. Of course Dumbledore would notice if a girl started at Hogwarts, pretending to be a boy. But now he doesn't. That would sort of destroy my story.
4. I don't think Lily really had to pretend she was a boy, but in this story she has to.
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, I wouldn't do this. I would sit in my big house laughing at all the people still thinking I would ever finish the fifth book.
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By a couple of unfortunate, or maybe not so unfortunate, circumstances, Lily had no Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons until she had been at Hogwarts for almost a month. If they used much magic in that class, it would have been very bad for her, missing all the lessons, so she hoped they did more reading than magic.
Her friends told her what they read, and what they had for homework, but they had forgotten to mention if there was more magic or reading in the classes, and she didn't want to ask. Maybe one of them would be able to guess that she didn't have so much magic in her, and even if that wasn't very likely she didn't really want to risk it.
The first time they would have Defence Against the Dark Arts, was the time she had fought with Joe and got lost on her way to the lesson. The next time she had to meet professor McGonagall, because of Satan attacking her. One lesson she had been in the infirmary after falling down from a tree breaking her arm, and the time after that she had forgotten her notebook, and when she was on her way back after fetching it, she had got lost again. The two times after that, Professor Neorin was ill. Then Joe got his potion wrong, and had to go to the infirmary after drinking it, and Lily sat there with him. The time after that was a free day, so they had no lessons at all.
The result of this was that when she had her first lesson in Defence Against the Dark Arts (she went even though she had a horrible cold. She didn't want to miss one more lesson), all of her friends had already had five lessons, except Joe who had had four lessons.
She and Joe came there ten minutes early, so they could tell the professor whom she was, and so that the professor could tell her if there was something she had to know, but that the others had forgotten to tell her.
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"Who are you?" The professor asked as she and Joe entered the room.
"Leonard Evans."
"So, Mr. Evans finally decided it to be time to join us."
"Professor", Joe protested. "You know why she didn't get here before this. I told you every ti..."
"Silent. Ten points from Gryffindor for speaking to a teacher without respect." "But profess..." Lily tried to protest.
"So, you too, Mr Evans. Five more points from Gryffindor." Lily decided not to try again.
"I came here before the lesson's beginning, so that you could tell me if there is something I need to know."
"A couple of times ago, we talked about truth potions and truth spells, that make you reveal your darkest secrets. We also tested a couple. Now you wont have time to do that, so instead you will have to write a three and a half feet essay on that subject." Lily sighed with relief. Her darkest secret was about her being a girl, and if she told them that, she would be expelled before saying, "not fair".
"Now, for a while, we will do one of my favourite parts of the whole Defence Against the Dark Arts course. We will work with torture." Lily thought that sounded really interesting. Maybe this lesson could be fun, even if the professor apparently liked to take points for nothing.
"After that we will work a little with death curses and poisons. The rest of the first year, and the second year, we will work with dark creatures, such as werewolves and vampires. In third and fourth year I will teach you more about dangerous potions, and in fifth and sixth year we will work with curses. In seventh year you will each do a research about something we have worked about, like trying to find an antidote if it is a potion. Defences to curses. If you chose a creature you might go to search for it and study it."
The professor's little speech made Lily sure that this would be one of her favourite classes. She and Joe sat down in the middle of the classroom. Lily had wanted to sit in the front, but since Joe wanted to sit in the back of the room, as far away from the professor as possible, they sat in the middle.
When the other students entered she and Joe got a chance to talk to each other, for a little while.
"Why did he take those points? We didn't do anything, did we?" Lily asked, anxious. She was worried that she had put the professor in a foul mood, and couldn't help but think what the rest of her house would do to her if they found out that she was the cause of Gryffindor losing its chances of winning the House Cup in one lesson.
"He's the head of Slytherin. He hates Gryffindor and wants Slytherin to win the House Cup, but they don't stand a chance. Not with James Potter in Gryffindor." Lily sighed. Joe knew that she thought James Potter was an idiot, but she hadn't told him about hers and James Potter's fight in the common room, and he hadn't done anything to her, yet.
"But those lessons seem interesting."
"Yeah, and that was exactly the same speech as our first lesson." That made her a little less impressed. "So class," the professor said when everyone sat down. "We will work with torture for a couple of weeks. Today I will introduce you to the unit, and you will learn some common facts about the subject. I will also demonstrate a simple curse worthy of third-years, that will exemplify the basis of torture. We will work with the curses for about a week, then torture potions and then curses again. The reason for this is that curses are so much more fun than potions, so we will start with something fun and end with something fun, and then the boring bit will seem much more interesting."
Lily thought that sounded quite realistic, but none of the other students seemed very enthusiastic. The teacher took out a bit, grey rat from his bag. He put it on the table. Lily didn't like rats. As a matter of fact, she hated them almost as much as she hated snakes, spiders, bugs and other insects. She decided that being afraid of ugly animals was girly and therefore should be avoided. She tried to seem interested, but that was hard.
"There are many different torture curses, but the worst, and far most used is the Cruciatus Curse. It's an Unforgivable curse, and anyone caught using it will serve a lifetime sentence in Azkaban," the professor said. Lily wondered to herself what Azkaban was. "I still believe you should learn these curses, because these lessons won't do you any good if you don't understand the consequences and actions that should be taken with these dangerous acts. Other torture curses torture the victim in other ways, or only in some parts of the body. I have, for example, had a curse on me that made my left eyebrow itch like mad. It was incredibly aggravating." He smiled slightly. "Now," he pointed his wand at the rat, "Crucio."
The rat started jerking, and squeaking high-pitched. Lily, who wanted to think about something other than the poor rat, thought to herself that it sounded something like when James Potter laughed. That was a mean thing to think, and it wasn't completely true.
The professor didn't take the spell off the rat until it fainted a couple of minutes later. He smirked.
"So that was the Cruciatus Curse. If you wait while I wake the rat up, I'll show you again."
For half of the lesson (it was a double hour) he showed them a lot of torture curses, most almost as horrible as the crucio curse. When one rat died of the torture he took up another one. He probably had a lot of rats, as he did this every year, with four different classes, and should know quite well that it took some rats. Lily found this horrible, and when she looked around she saw that most students were very pale. One girl looked like she was about to be sick. The girl held her hands over her eyes. Two other girls and two boys had their eyes tightly shut. Suddenly one girl fainted. The professor barked, "If some of the girls can't stand this, they may leave. I have asked the Headmaster to let me have classes with only boys, and classes with only girls, so I can show the boys things so horrible that girls are too weak to stand them, but he wont let me. Therefore, all girls who find this too scary to be seen may leave." A friend of the fainted girl took her, after the professor had woken her up, to the infirmary. The professor went on torturing rats like nothing had happened at all.
Lily thought this was terrible, but the worst came after him showing the rat torture.
"I know that you think it's funny when I torture the rats, but no matter how much you and I like it, we have to learn something. If you behave, we can go on with the rats for a while in the end of the lesson."
"Now", he went on, "if an enemy wants you to tell something that you don't want to tell, he is most likely to torture you. If you don't know what it feels like, you will tell whatever secret he wants you to tell. Or, in worst case, you will go mad of the torture. Therefore, I will now show you what it feels like to be tortured. Not painful, nor for a long time, just a little bit."
One at time the students stepped forward to get tortured. Lily noticed how he asked all students if they were muggleborn. "If you are muggleborn, you don't know as much about torture, and you are likelier to get tortured" was the professor's explanation to this. Lily also saw that he tortured boys worse than girls and muggleborns worse than purebloods. The muggleborn boys got curses such as the Cruciatus Curse or some of the other curses he had shown on the rats. Pureblood boys and muggleborn girls got curses that hurt quite a bit, but not as much as the ones the muggleborn boys got. The pureblood girls received Rictusempra, the Tickling Curse, or the eyebrow- itching curse, that really shouldn't be called torture at all.
Lily was one of the last ones to step forward. The result of this was that she had to look at everybody else scream, or in some cases laugh, in pain, or by being tickled.
She knew what she had to expect.
The Cruciatus Curse hurt more than anything had hurt in her whole life. It was like being burned alive. It seemed to go on for hours. She screamed and hoped that it would end. After a while if finally did. She was shaking when she got back to her place.
When the professor had tortured all students (Lily saw that he enjoyed it), the lesson was almost over.
"Next time, I will teach you some of the curses we did today. So you can. defend yourselves. After that, you will do them in pairs and try them on each other. You are dismissed." A very silent class left the lesson, no one noticing that the lesson ended almost ten minutes earlier than it should have.
Lily and Joe walked towards the common room. After a while, Lily spoke.
"Is he always like that?" Joe didn't answer. "He is a madman. A sadist, sexist and most of all, a madman."
"Leo, stop, he might hear you."
"He makes all students scared of him. I bet Dumbledore doesn't know about this. It's illegal Joe."
"If we told, no one would believe us. We are two small children in their eyes, and he is a respected professor, a grown-up."
"You might be right. But we have to do something. Did you see how he treated those girls? He thinks girls are of less worth. He is sexist."
"And why do you care? He doesn't treat you like you are of less worth. Okay, maybe a bit, since you are muggleborn, but not very much." Lily couldn't tell him the real reason, so she said something that was true, but still not the real reason.
"My parents taught me that all people are worth the same, no matter if they are boys or girls, Africans or Europeans, big or small. He shouldn't treat girls and muggleborns like they were worth less."
"You are right, but that doesn't change anything. There is nothing we can do."
"Maybe not something he would notice. Maybe we can't tell anyone. But we can get back, without him knowing it's you and me. If we prank him, we will feel better, and maybe the others in our class will see that the madman to professor is only human, and dare to." Lily had been so excited that she hadn't noticed Joe signing for her to stop.
"So, Mr. Evans, I am a madman?"
"Oh, hello, professor. That was an excellent lesson. Really interesting, I am already longing for the next lesson." Both Lily and Joe saw that it didn't work. The professor repeated his question.
"No, professor", Joe said when Lily couldn't think of anything to say. "He was talking about. James Potter." Joe knew that the professor hated the popular Gryffindor chaser.
"Since when, may I ask, is James Potter a professor?"
"We said professor only for making fun of him. He believes he really is something more than he is." Joe said. That actually was quite a good explanation, and it could have worked, if Lily hadn't said in the same time:
"He misunderstood. We were talking about professor Flitwick." The professor raised an eyebrow.
"Sixty points from Gryffindor."
"But professor, we weren't talking about you. I really found that lesson very interesting." Lily tried again. "Excellent," the professor said. "You know, I need someone to assist me next lesson, and I think you two would be * happy * to do it for me, wouldn't you?" The fake tone in his voice were clear, and before either of them could make a polite excuse, that the professor still wouldn't accept, he was gone.
They were silent as they walked the rest of the way to the common-room.
When they were inside, Joe looked around and turned to Lily.
"Great, Leo, great. 'We can prank him, he's a madman, everybody hates him.'"
"Hey, I didn't say everybody hates him. And that wasn't too bad. What can he possibly do?" Joe looked like he didn't believe his ears.
"What can he * do * ? He wants us to assist him next lesson. He will use us instead of rats." Lily paled.
"But he can't do that..."
"He * can't *? I promise you, Leo, he can. He is. was a friend of my mother. He came to visit us when I was smaller. Once he tortured my dog, until it died. I told my parents, but they didn't believe me. And when they told him, as a joke, he tortured me. But not when they saw him."
"Poor you." Lily said, thinking of nothing else to say.
"I'm going to the dorm. You can come and tell me when we have to leave for Transfiguration."
He went up the stairs.
"A madman, eh?"
Lily was just about to follow him when she heard the oh-so-familiar voice from a couch. She turned around to face the speaker.
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I don't feel like I need to say more than REVIEW and that I'll try to get next chapter out ASAP
This chapter is also for the other persons offering to be betas for me.
It seems like the italics didn't show last chapter. Therefore, I now write italics between * and I'll try not to use italics too much.
I'm sorry for not having updated in a very, very long time, and I'll really try to update soon again. My teachers don't seem to understand that I do actually have a life that is not school or homework.
It seems like I have to make a few things clear:
1. Leonard is dead. His only part in this story was to die.
2. Lily will get to be a girl, I think. Otherwise Harry wouldn't be born. But she might have to wait a while.
3. Of course Dumbledore would notice if a girl started at Hogwarts, pretending to be a boy. But now he doesn't. That would sort of destroy my story.
4. I don't think Lily really had to pretend she was a boy, but in this story she has to.
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, I wouldn't do this. I would sit in my big house laughing at all the people still thinking I would ever finish the fifth book.
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By a couple of unfortunate, or maybe not so unfortunate, circumstances, Lily had no Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons until she had been at Hogwarts for almost a month. If they used much magic in that class, it would have been very bad for her, missing all the lessons, so she hoped they did more reading than magic.
Her friends told her what they read, and what they had for homework, but they had forgotten to mention if there was more magic or reading in the classes, and she didn't want to ask. Maybe one of them would be able to guess that she didn't have so much magic in her, and even if that wasn't very likely she didn't really want to risk it.
The first time they would have Defence Against the Dark Arts, was the time she had fought with Joe and got lost on her way to the lesson. The next time she had to meet professor McGonagall, because of Satan attacking her. One lesson she had been in the infirmary after falling down from a tree breaking her arm, and the time after that she had forgotten her notebook, and when she was on her way back after fetching it, she had got lost again. The two times after that, Professor Neorin was ill. Then Joe got his potion wrong, and had to go to the infirmary after drinking it, and Lily sat there with him. The time after that was a free day, so they had no lessons at all.
The result of this was that when she had her first lesson in Defence Against the Dark Arts (she went even though she had a horrible cold. She didn't want to miss one more lesson), all of her friends had already had five lessons, except Joe who had had four lessons.
She and Joe came there ten minutes early, so they could tell the professor whom she was, and so that the professor could tell her if there was something she had to know, but that the others had forgotten to tell her.
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"Who are you?" The professor asked as she and Joe entered the room.
"Leonard Evans."
"So, Mr. Evans finally decided it to be time to join us."
"Professor", Joe protested. "You know why she didn't get here before this. I told you every ti..."
"Silent. Ten points from Gryffindor for speaking to a teacher without respect." "But profess..." Lily tried to protest.
"So, you too, Mr Evans. Five more points from Gryffindor." Lily decided not to try again.
"I came here before the lesson's beginning, so that you could tell me if there is something I need to know."
"A couple of times ago, we talked about truth potions and truth spells, that make you reveal your darkest secrets. We also tested a couple. Now you wont have time to do that, so instead you will have to write a three and a half feet essay on that subject." Lily sighed with relief. Her darkest secret was about her being a girl, and if she told them that, she would be expelled before saying, "not fair".
"Now, for a while, we will do one of my favourite parts of the whole Defence Against the Dark Arts course. We will work with torture." Lily thought that sounded really interesting. Maybe this lesson could be fun, even if the professor apparently liked to take points for nothing.
"After that we will work a little with death curses and poisons. The rest of the first year, and the second year, we will work with dark creatures, such as werewolves and vampires. In third and fourth year I will teach you more about dangerous potions, and in fifth and sixth year we will work with curses. In seventh year you will each do a research about something we have worked about, like trying to find an antidote if it is a potion. Defences to curses. If you chose a creature you might go to search for it and study it."
The professor's little speech made Lily sure that this would be one of her favourite classes. She and Joe sat down in the middle of the classroom. Lily had wanted to sit in the front, but since Joe wanted to sit in the back of the room, as far away from the professor as possible, they sat in the middle.
When the other students entered she and Joe got a chance to talk to each other, for a little while.
"Why did he take those points? We didn't do anything, did we?" Lily asked, anxious. She was worried that she had put the professor in a foul mood, and couldn't help but think what the rest of her house would do to her if they found out that she was the cause of Gryffindor losing its chances of winning the House Cup in one lesson.
"He's the head of Slytherin. He hates Gryffindor and wants Slytherin to win the House Cup, but they don't stand a chance. Not with James Potter in Gryffindor." Lily sighed. Joe knew that she thought James Potter was an idiot, but she hadn't told him about hers and James Potter's fight in the common room, and he hadn't done anything to her, yet.
"But those lessons seem interesting."
"Yeah, and that was exactly the same speech as our first lesson." That made her a little less impressed. "So class," the professor said when everyone sat down. "We will work with torture for a couple of weeks. Today I will introduce you to the unit, and you will learn some common facts about the subject. I will also demonstrate a simple curse worthy of third-years, that will exemplify the basis of torture. We will work with the curses for about a week, then torture potions and then curses again. The reason for this is that curses are so much more fun than potions, so we will start with something fun and end with something fun, and then the boring bit will seem much more interesting."
Lily thought that sounded quite realistic, but none of the other students seemed very enthusiastic. The teacher took out a bit, grey rat from his bag. He put it on the table. Lily didn't like rats. As a matter of fact, she hated them almost as much as she hated snakes, spiders, bugs and other insects. She decided that being afraid of ugly animals was girly and therefore should be avoided. She tried to seem interested, but that was hard.
"There are many different torture curses, but the worst, and far most used is the Cruciatus Curse. It's an Unforgivable curse, and anyone caught using it will serve a lifetime sentence in Azkaban," the professor said. Lily wondered to herself what Azkaban was. "I still believe you should learn these curses, because these lessons won't do you any good if you don't understand the consequences and actions that should be taken with these dangerous acts. Other torture curses torture the victim in other ways, or only in some parts of the body. I have, for example, had a curse on me that made my left eyebrow itch like mad. It was incredibly aggravating." He smiled slightly. "Now," he pointed his wand at the rat, "Crucio."
The rat started jerking, and squeaking high-pitched. Lily, who wanted to think about something other than the poor rat, thought to herself that it sounded something like when James Potter laughed. That was a mean thing to think, and it wasn't completely true.
The professor didn't take the spell off the rat until it fainted a couple of minutes later. He smirked.
"So that was the Cruciatus Curse. If you wait while I wake the rat up, I'll show you again."
For half of the lesson (it was a double hour) he showed them a lot of torture curses, most almost as horrible as the crucio curse. When one rat died of the torture he took up another one. He probably had a lot of rats, as he did this every year, with four different classes, and should know quite well that it took some rats. Lily found this horrible, and when she looked around she saw that most students were very pale. One girl looked like she was about to be sick. The girl held her hands over her eyes. Two other girls and two boys had their eyes tightly shut. Suddenly one girl fainted. The professor barked, "If some of the girls can't stand this, they may leave. I have asked the Headmaster to let me have classes with only boys, and classes with only girls, so I can show the boys things so horrible that girls are too weak to stand them, but he wont let me. Therefore, all girls who find this too scary to be seen may leave." A friend of the fainted girl took her, after the professor had woken her up, to the infirmary. The professor went on torturing rats like nothing had happened at all.
Lily thought this was terrible, but the worst came after him showing the rat torture.
"I know that you think it's funny when I torture the rats, but no matter how much you and I like it, we have to learn something. If you behave, we can go on with the rats for a while in the end of the lesson."
"Now", he went on, "if an enemy wants you to tell something that you don't want to tell, he is most likely to torture you. If you don't know what it feels like, you will tell whatever secret he wants you to tell. Or, in worst case, you will go mad of the torture. Therefore, I will now show you what it feels like to be tortured. Not painful, nor for a long time, just a little bit."
One at time the students stepped forward to get tortured. Lily noticed how he asked all students if they were muggleborn. "If you are muggleborn, you don't know as much about torture, and you are likelier to get tortured" was the professor's explanation to this. Lily also saw that he tortured boys worse than girls and muggleborns worse than purebloods. The muggleborn boys got curses such as the Cruciatus Curse or some of the other curses he had shown on the rats. Pureblood boys and muggleborn girls got curses that hurt quite a bit, but not as much as the ones the muggleborn boys got. The pureblood girls received Rictusempra, the Tickling Curse, or the eyebrow- itching curse, that really shouldn't be called torture at all.
Lily was one of the last ones to step forward. The result of this was that she had to look at everybody else scream, or in some cases laugh, in pain, or by being tickled.
She knew what she had to expect.
The Cruciatus Curse hurt more than anything had hurt in her whole life. It was like being burned alive. It seemed to go on for hours. She screamed and hoped that it would end. After a while if finally did. She was shaking when she got back to her place.
When the professor had tortured all students (Lily saw that he enjoyed it), the lesson was almost over.
"Next time, I will teach you some of the curses we did today. So you can. defend yourselves. After that, you will do them in pairs and try them on each other. You are dismissed." A very silent class left the lesson, no one noticing that the lesson ended almost ten minutes earlier than it should have.
Lily and Joe walked towards the common room. After a while, Lily spoke.
"Is he always like that?" Joe didn't answer. "He is a madman. A sadist, sexist and most of all, a madman."
"Leo, stop, he might hear you."
"He makes all students scared of him. I bet Dumbledore doesn't know about this. It's illegal Joe."
"If we told, no one would believe us. We are two small children in their eyes, and he is a respected professor, a grown-up."
"You might be right. But we have to do something. Did you see how he treated those girls? He thinks girls are of less worth. He is sexist."
"And why do you care? He doesn't treat you like you are of less worth. Okay, maybe a bit, since you are muggleborn, but not very much." Lily couldn't tell him the real reason, so she said something that was true, but still not the real reason.
"My parents taught me that all people are worth the same, no matter if they are boys or girls, Africans or Europeans, big or small. He shouldn't treat girls and muggleborns like they were worth less."
"You are right, but that doesn't change anything. There is nothing we can do."
"Maybe not something he would notice. Maybe we can't tell anyone. But we can get back, without him knowing it's you and me. If we prank him, we will feel better, and maybe the others in our class will see that the madman to professor is only human, and dare to." Lily had been so excited that she hadn't noticed Joe signing for her to stop.
"So, Mr. Evans, I am a madman?"
"Oh, hello, professor. That was an excellent lesson. Really interesting, I am already longing for the next lesson." Both Lily and Joe saw that it didn't work. The professor repeated his question.
"No, professor", Joe said when Lily couldn't think of anything to say. "He was talking about. James Potter." Joe knew that the professor hated the popular Gryffindor chaser.
"Since when, may I ask, is James Potter a professor?"
"We said professor only for making fun of him. He believes he really is something more than he is." Joe said. That actually was quite a good explanation, and it could have worked, if Lily hadn't said in the same time:
"He misunderstood. We were talking about professor Flitwick." The professor raised an eyebrow.
"Sixty points from Gryffindor."
"But professor, we weren't talking about you. I really found that lesson very interesting." Lily tried again. "Excellent," the professor said. "You know, I need someone to assist me next lesson, and I think you two would be * happy * to do it for me, wouldn't you?" The fake tone in his voice were clear, and before either of them could make a polite excuse, that the professor still wouldn't accept, he was gone.
They were silent as they walked the rest of the way to the common-room.
When they were inside, Joe looked around and turned to Lily.
"Great, Leo, great. 'We can prank him, he's a madman, everybody hates him.'"
"Hey, I didn't say everybody hates him. And that wasn't too bad. What can he possibly do?" Joe looked like he didn't believe his ears.
"What can he * do * ? He wants us to assist him next lesson. He will use us instead of rats." Lily paled.
"But he can't do that..."
"He * can't *? I promise you, Leo, he can. He is. was a friend of my mother. He came to visit us when I was smaller. Once he tortured my dog, until it died. I told my parents, but they didn't believe me. And when they told him, as a joke, he tortured me. But not when they saw him."
"Poor you." Lily said, thinking of nothing else to say.
"I'm going to the dorm. You can come and tell me when we have to leave for Transfiguration."
He went up the stairs.
"A madman, eh?"
Lily was just about to follow him when she heard the oh-so-familiar voice from a couch. She turned around to face the speaker.
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I don't feel like I need to say more than REVIEW and that I'll try to get next chapter out ASAP