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A/N: This wasn't as quick as the last update mainly because I didn't really get any 'puter time on the weekend. I appreciate the reviews! Ok this chapter takes place on Halloween. The Quidditch game against Hufflepuff is also at the end.

Rating: Oh, yeah, gotta bump it up to PG-13. Not for this chapter so much but next chapter will feature some full frontal snogging so I figure I better change it before I forget.

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Chapter 27

George pulled his cloak tighter around himself as the wind picked up. Alicia did the same as the two of them walked back to Hogwarts. It was still early but Alicia insisted on going back and George kindly offered to escort her.

"You don't have to come with me," she said.

"I don't mind." He shrugged and stuck his hand in his pocket. "I got you something from Honeydukes." He handed her a slab of chocolate.

She grinned and his heart skipped. "How'd you know?"

"You've been depressed lately. Even Fred has noticed and you know how ignorant he usually is. I also know for a fact that girls eat chocolate when they're sad."

"I'm impressed."

They quickened their pace considerably as they passed by the Dementors guarding the gates. Alicia couldn't be sure if it got any colder as she walked near them because she was already freezing. Just in case, she unwrapped a corner of the chocolate and snapped two bits off.

"Open up," she ordered George. He obeyed and she popped one piece in his mouth then the other in hers.

"Fanks," he mumbled around the chocolate.

By the time they got back to Gryffindor Tower the pair had eaten all the chocolate and Alicia was feeling a lot better. They played a game of Exploding Snap with a very morose Harry then went to sit in front of the fire.

"Want to tell me why you haven't been your normal chirpy self?" George asked as Alicia drew her knees up to her chin and wrapped her arms around her legs.

"I wouldn't even know where to begin. Fanatic Quidditch captains, sadistic professors, Nazi Head Boys."

He narrowed his eyes. "Is Percy giving you a hard time?"

"Not intentionally. You know how he is," she sighed. "But it's not just him. The teachers insist on preparing us for the OWLs by giving us heaps of homework. Between Prefect meetings and Quidditch practice I barely have time to do it all."

"Can I help?" George asked hopefully.

"I doubt it," she said, shaking her head slightly. "But thanks anyway."

George felt like his heart was being twisted around like a pretzel. Alicia was sad and he couldn't do anything to make it better. All he wanted to do was make her happy again. Just to see her smile again.

The portrait hole opened and wind blown Gryffindors streamed in. Katie came up to the fire and began sneezing profusely.

"Looks like you could do with a dose of Pepper-Up Potion, Katie-baby," Lee said.

"Don't.Achoo.call me that, Jordan!" She glared then sneezed again. That took the effectiveness out of her glare and everyone laughed. Except Oliver.

"He has a point, Bell. I don't want a sick Chaser," he said sternly. "You better go see Madam Pomfrey before the feast."

"Oliver!"

"No arguing. Off you go."

Lee smiled charmingly. "I'll come with you."

"This is all you fault." Katie smothered another sneeze as she followed him back out.

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Alicia hardly ate anything during the feast. After all that chocolate she wasn't feeling particularly hungry. George tried to get her to eat by tickling her then putting food in her mouth while she was laughing. But it wasn't terribly effective as she just spat it back on his plate. She enjoyed the ghosts and their unusual entertainment, however.

While the boys waited around to throw Dungbombs at passing Slytherins, the three girls headed back to Gryffindor Tower. But they never got into the common room. Nervous huddles of first and second years were crowding the corridor.

"A prefect!" one of them squeaked when they spotted Alicia approaching.

"The Fat Lady!" another exclaimed.

Alicia bustled through them and stopped when she saw the vandalised portrait. The canvas had been slashed ruthlessly.

"Where's the Fat Lady?" Katie asked.

Alicia looked around, as if she expected to see her wandering down the corridor. But of course, she wasn't. More students were turning up all the time and the corridor was becoming very crowded indeed.

"You're a Prefect!" Angelina elbowed Alicia in the ribs. "Do something!"

She just rubbed her side and hissed, "Like what?"

"Wave your badge around and get everybody to back off!" Katie said as a pushy bunch of sixth years nudged their way passed, pressing her up against the wall.

"I'm a prefect, not a cop!" Alicia protested.

Thankfully they heard a familiar voice. Alicia had never been happier to see Percy. He pushed his way importantly through the students then stopped just as Alicia had. He took the situation in then ordered someone to get Dumbledore.

Percy rubbed his chin and surveyed the empty portrait. "Oh, dear."

Dumbledore appeared then with McGonagall, Lupin and Snape following and the crowd parted to let him through. Just like Percy, he assessed the situation in a moment. Alicia blushed when she realised she had just stood there gawking at the portrait.

"You'll be lucky!"

Everyone looked up to see Peeves floating above them with his usual mischievous grin. Percy folded his arms and looked up at him crossly. He'd always hated the poltergeist and didn't think there was any point talking to him.

"Nasty temper he's got, that Sirius Black."

Alicia gasped, but it was smothered by all the other gasps that rang through the corridor. The teachers had a harried conference then McGonagall instructed them all to go back to the Great Hall. Percy slipped back into Head Boy mode and began to wave his arms. "Move along! Nothing more to see here! Get going!"

Angelina shook her head at him and the girls followed the students back down. On the way they met the boys, who were looking around curiously.

Fred frowned at the startled students. "Some kids were mumbling about Sirius Black killing the Fat Lady. What happened?"

"Apparently Black was trying to get into the Tower but she refused to let him in and he got angry and slashed her portrait to ribbons," Angelina answered as she grabbed his hand tightly.

"That's only according to Peeves," Percy interjected airily.

"Oh, c'mon," Katie said, looking shaken. "Who else would be crazy enough to attack a portrait?"

Percy didn't answer. He just brushed past them to chivvy some dawdling fourth years along.

"Where are we going?" Lee asked.

"Back down to the Great Hall."

"Why d'you reckon Black even wanted to get into the Tower?" George said thoughtfully.

That was a very good question. A violent shiver ran down Alicia's spine as she imagined Black creeping around her room at night. That was not a pleasant thought. (A/N: Depends who you are!)

"Do you think he's still in the castle?" Katie asked, looking over her shoulder anxiously.

"What if he's hiding somewhere.just waiting for us to fall asleep," Lee said eerily.

George poked Katie in the back and she screamed and jumped into Lee's arms. When she realised it was only George she whacked them both till they had to run up ahead to avoid grievous bodily harm.

"Stupid gits!" Katie blew her hair out of her eyes.

Alicia failed to hide a giggle and Katie's face scrunched up like she'd just bit into a lemon. "Ah, I better go find Percy and see what's going on." Alicia scurried away before she became a victim of Katie's ire.

The Gryffindors waited in the Hall till all the other houses joined them. Professor Dumbledore told them all that they'd have to spend the night in the Great Hall. He moved the tables and conjured sleeping bags then left.

"All right! Prefects over here!" Percy yelled across the Hall.

Alicia reluctantly joined him and the rest of the prefects. Percy began to give out orders. The Slytherins were instructed to guard the entrance and Alicia had to patrol the hall and make sure everyone went to sleep. That was not her idea of a fun job. Especially when she was pushed into the corner where Malfoy was standing with his two bodyguards.

She kicked three bags over to them. "Get into your sleeping bags. The lights are going out in a few minutes."

"I wish I could get into the sleeping bag but I really can't.you know, my arm and all," Malfoy said with an exaggerated grimace.

Alicia put her hands in her hips. "I don't care. Get into a sleeping bag right now."

"You might have to help me," he whimpered.

"There's no way I'm going to touch you!"

"Then I can't sleep."

Alicia took a deep breath. "Ok, Malfoy, have it your way. I'll send Percy over here. I'm sure he'd love to help you into your sleeping bag."

"No way! No Weasley is ever going to touch me!" he said adamantly. Then he smirked maliciously. "You never know, poverty might be contagious."

Alicia turned and walked away before she hit Malfoy in front of hundreds of witnesses. This time she'd really had enough. She wasn't going to do Percy's bidding. And she wasn't going to jump when Oliver told her to.

Feeling assertive and rebellious, Alicia stalked back over to where her friends were laying out sleeping bags. She'd stayed up past midnight for the last three nights trying to get all her homework done. Now she had an excuse to get some sleep and she was going to use it.

"I thought you had prefect stuff to do," Lee said as she snatched a bag from him and threw it at her feet.

"I do."

Everyone just stared at her. Angelina was the first one to speak. "Then why are you here?" she asked gently.

"I'm too tired to argue with Slytherin pretty boys," she answered simply. They continued to stare as she unpinned her prefect badge and handed it to George. "If Adolf comes looking for me just tell him I'm taking a holiday. If he wakes me up I won't be responsible for my actions."

George just stared at Alicia as she crawled into a sleeping bag. Then he looked at the shiny badge in his hand. Fred gave Angelina a questioning look but she could only shrug. Even she had no idea why Alicia was acting weird.

Deciding it was best to just let her go they assembled their sleeping bags around her and lay down. As the others began to speculate about how Black got into the castle George looked up at the starry ceiling. His eyes slowly began to close and he prayed that he didn't accidentally grope Alicia in his sleep.

"Spinnet!"

George's eyes flew open. Percy was staring down at him. He didn't look very happy. "What does she think she's doing?"

"Keep your voice down!" George hissed and sat up. "Alicia's asleep."

"I can see that! Wake her up!"

"And have my eyes scratched out? No thanks."

"Fine, I'll wake her up," Percy huffed.

"No you won't. Let her get some sleep. Trust me, she needs it," George said knowingly.

"Well, I need help controlling the first years. The lights are about to go out and they're terrified Black's still lurking around."

George looked down at Alicia beside him. She was sound asleep and he didn't think he'd even be able to wake her if he wanted to. "All right, I'll come and help you." Without waiting for Percy's answer he shimmied out of his sleeping bag and yawned.

"Since when do you offer to help anyone," Percy said suspiciously.

"Since now."

Percy nodded approvingly. "I'm glad to see Alicia has had a good influence on you." He looked down at the sleeping girl for a moment and shook his head. "Even though you're clearly having a bad influence on her."

George smiled and pinned Alicia's badge to his chest. "Let's go flaunt some authority."

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Alicia never did find out that George had taken her spot. Percy never spoke of the incident because it was obviously very dubious to have someone pose as a prefect so Alicia didn't know that George had been up till two in the morning calming down first years.

Alicia did, however, realise that she'd over reacted and she did her best to be a good prefect for the next few days. She even took points from a Gryffindor fourth year she caught with a Filibuster. She also did her best to finish all her homework and all her teachers (except Snape) were very pleased.

Things were just getting back on track when Oliver told them they weren't going to be playing Slytherin. As if that wasn't bad enough, Professor Lupin was absent from their next DADA lesson and it just happened to be a double lesson. The Gryffindors had to put up with Snape complaining about Professor Lupin's apparent lack of teaching skills. Anyone who objected lost points. Needless to say, a lot of points were lost that lesson.

On the morning of the game the Chasers awoke to rain pounding on their window. Thinking the weather matched her mood; Alicia rolled onto her stomach and buried her face in her pillow. All she wanted to do was go back to sleep but she knew if she didn't get up Oliver would come in and physically remove her.

She felt someone tug at her ponytail then heard Angelina's cheerful voice. "Time to get up! We have some badgers to squish."

Alicia groaned and slid out of bed. Angelina was always like this on game day. The three of them got dressed and headed down to breakfast. They met Oliver, Fred and George in the common room. Oliver looked like he was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Later, on the way down to the Quidditch pitch he suddenly seized Alicia's arm. "You remember what I told you about the Hufflepuff Chasers?"

She rolled her eyes. He'd only told her about a thousand times. "Their favourite move is the reverse pass."

"Correct. And what's the only thing we can do to combat a reverse a pass?"

"Mark up tight and don't let your player out of your sight," she quoted. They entered the changing rooms and Alicia shrugged. "But I don't think any plays are going to be effective in this weather. The Quaffle will keep getting blown off course. It's going to come down to improvisation."

Oliver nodded slowly as he realised she was right. Game plays were going to be thrown out the window and the team would have to play off the cuff. He didn't even know if they were capable of that. They were normally so synchronised and ordered.

When it came time for his traditional speech, Oliver couldn't even speak. A hundred things were running through his mind but nothing came out of his mouth. There was nothing he could tell his team. He just led them out onto the pitch.


"This is insane!" Katie said, her teeth chattering furiously. They were all soaked in seconds and visibility was reduced to metres.

"I'm going to need a cauldron full of Pepper-Up Potion when this is over!" George complained.

Cedric and Oliver shook hands then Madam Hooch blew her whistle. Alicia pushed off as hard as she could in the squelching mud. As soon as she was in the air she was blown to the right and she ran into Fred. "Watch it, Leesh! Try to keep your weight evenly spread over the broom!" he advised.

Alicia tried this and found she wasn't being thrown about so badly. She flew a little higher and squinted through the rain. Hufflepuff were in possession. At least the Quaffle was bright red and fairly easy to spot. She didn't envy Harry at all.

Jamison, the only male Chaser on the Hufflepuff team, tried a reverse pass to Kinrad but it was blown off course. (A/N: Please correct me if I'm wrong but the Hufflepuff Chasers have never been mentioned so I just made them up.) Alicia found it floating towards her. A little taken by surprise she reached for it but it slipped from her hands like a bar of soap. Withers snatched it up and she took a weak shot at Oliver. He saved easily of course but he bellowed furiously at Alicia. "What are you doing? Concentrate!"

"It's slippery!"

Oliver yelled something back but his words were carried away by the wind. Angelina was now in possession so Alicia tailed her right to the other end of the pitch. She stopped just outside the scoring area so Angelina could take a shot.

"Gryffindor scores!" Lee yelled. That was all Alicia had heard of his commentary so far.

The game continued in much the same confusing way. The Gryffindor Chasers were making it up as they went along. The three of them had little signals to show what they planned to do but winks and nods weren't terribly helpful this time so they were left to guess. It was just lucky they knew each other so well.

Alicia scored her second goal of the game just then. It was their fifth goal so far. "Gryffindor scores again! I think.wait.oh.yep.that was a goal!"

Alicia shook her head. Even Lee Jordan, Quidditch commentator extraodinaire, was having trouble. Lightning flashed and Alicia realised everyone was heading for the ground. Oliver had called a much-needed time out. Alicia huddled between George and Fred, hoping to find a little warmth. Oliver told Harry the score. Alicia paled at the thought of playing into the night. She wished she could think of a way to make it easier for Harry to see.

Hermione came to the rescue with a water repelling Charm. Alicia rubbed at her arms to restore circulation. It was no use if her arms were too numb to catch the Quaffle. Maybe Hermione had a Charm for that too. Knowing her she would. But Alicia never got the chance to ask. Oliver ordered them back into the air.

"Let's try a Hawkeshead as soon as we get the Quaffle again!" Katie called as they took flight again.

"We're with you, Bell!"

The three of them fought for possession till Alicia eventually stole the Quaffle from Jamison. Angelina and Katie immediately formed up behind her and they streaked back towards the Hufflepuff goals. One of the Beaters whacked a Bludger at Alicia but she ducked and the opposing Chasers scattered at the sight of the three girls bearing determinedly down on them. Angelina and Katie dropped off slightly so they wouldn't be caught in the scoring area while Alicia took her shot.

Alicia never got to take her shot. She raised her arm just as the stadium fell silent. She faltered and the Hufflepuff Keeper screamed and pointed. Alicia stopped in midair and turned back. She dropped the Quaffle when she saw what had caused the disturbance.

Dementors. At least a hundred of them.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. A yellow blur whizzed by and Alicia saw Harry slip from his broom.

"HARRY! NOOO!" she shrieked pointlessly. He was unconscious before he hit the ground. She circled lower and spotted Dumbledore pointing his wand at the Dementors. Something silvery shot from the tip of his wand and the Dementors turned as one and glided away.

Alicia dove frantically and almost plowed into the ground. She leapt off her broom and mud splattered up her legs. She ran towards Harry. Dumbledore had just magicked him onto a stretcher and was looking over him.

"Is he all right?" Alicia panted.

"He'll be fine."

Everyone joined her quickly and Dumbledore said that he was going to take Harry to the hospital wing and that the team would be allowed to come too. Fred, Angelina, Katie and George all followed him out of the stadium. Alicia suddenly realised Oliver wasn't there.

She wiped water from her eyes and looked around. He was standing off to the side leaning on his broom. "Oliver!"

"Is Harry all right?"

"He's fine. Though I don't know how.he fell so far. Come on, let's go see him," Alicia tugged at his arm.

"We lost," Oliver said in disbelief.

"What?"

"Diggory caught the Snitch just after Harry fell."

Alicia spun around. She had been so preoccupied with Harry that she hadn't noticed. Sure enough she spotted Cedric arguing with Madam Hooch. He still had the Snitch clutched tightly in his fist. She turned back to Oliver. "We can still win," she assured him.

"Maybe," he said, clearly unconvinced. "I'm going to take a shower." Before she could stop him he had walked away.

"Oliver!" Alicia desperately called after him. He didn't turn around. She sighed and brushed some wet hair from her eyes.

For a second she stood there and looked around. Cedric was still asking for a replay when she ran back up to the castle. She slipped and slid in the mud as she ran through the crowd of students. She elbowed through them all and followed the trail of mud up to the hospital wing. Everyone was waiting in the corridor.

"Where's Oliver?" Angelina asked.

"He's taking a shower. How's Harry?"

"Madam Pomfrey is in with him now," Ron answered. Hermione was sobbing beside him and he kept awkwardly patting her on the shoulder.

"It's just a miracle he didn't break his neck," Katie said.

The door opened and Professor Dumbledore smiled at them. "I'm pleased to report that Harry is going to be fine. He's still unconscious but you can go in and see him now."

Muddy and dripping water, they all filed into the room and Dumbledore left to inform the other Gryffindors of Harry's condition. Ron and Hermione took seats on one side of Harry's bed and Katie and George took the seats on the other side. Alicia sat on George's knee and peered at Harry.

"Do you think the Dementors will be sent away after this?" Angelina asked.

Hermione sniffled and wiped her eyes. "Dumbledore was really angry."

They all looked at Harry and fell silent. Professor Flitwick came in and handed Hermione a bag. "I found it by the Whomping Willow." Hermione frowned and peered inside the bag. She gasped. "Harry's broom!"

She showed them what was left of Harry's Nimbus. They all groaned. Harry would be devastated. Little Professor Flitwick nodded gravely as if he'd read their thoughts then he excused himself.

"At least we can be thankful Harry's in one piece," George said as he put his arms around Alicia's middle.

"Lucky the ground was so soft," Ron said.

"I thought he was dead for sure," Angelina admitted.

"But he didn't even break his glasses," Alicia noted.

Katie shivered in her seat. "That was the scariest thing I've ever seen in my life."

Alicia nodded in agreement. She wasn't sure whether Katie was referring to Harry's fall or the hundred Dementors. Both sights had been horrifying.

"Harry!" Fred stepped up beside George's chair quickly. "How're you feeling?"

Harry looked confused for a second then he appeared to remember. "What happened?" He sat up, much too quickly for their liking.

"You fell off," Fred answered. "Must've been - what - fifty feet?"

Alicia fought to control her shaking to no avail. "We thought you'd died."

"But the match. What happened? Are we having a replay?"

Everyone avoided his eyes and he got the message. "We didn't - lose?"

"Diggory got the Snitch," George confirmed. "Just after you fell. He didn't realise what had happened. When he looked back and saw you on the ground, he tried to call it off. Wanted a re-match. But they won fair and square.even Wood admits it."

"Where is Wood?" Harry looked around.

"Still in the showers," Fred said. "We think he's trying to drown himself."

Alicia's stomach lurched. Of course Oliver wasn't that stupid. Still.it wouldn't hurt to go make sure he was all right.

Fred grabbed Harry's shoulder and shook it. "C'mon, Harry, you've never missed the Snitch before."

"There had to be one time you didn't get it."

"It's not over yet," Fred added. "We lost by a hundred points, right? So if Hufflepuff lose to Ravenclaw and we beat Ravenclaw and Slytherin."

"Hufflepuff'll have to lose by at least two hundred points."

"But if they beat Ravenclaw." Ron said

"No way, Ravenclaw are too good," Angelina said with a decided shake of her head. "But if Slytherin lose against Hufflepuff."

"It all depends on the points - a margin of a hundred either way-" Alicia pointed out.

The group continued to run through every possible scenario. The truth was they were still in with a good chance of making the final. Ron suggested they even things up by throwing Malfoy off his broom. "I'd like to see him survive a fifty foot drop."

Madam Pomfrey came to shoo them away and Fred promised they'd come back to visit Harry later. They left him with Ron and Hermione and were surprised to find Lee standing in the corridor with Cedric pacing beside him.

"What do you want?" Fred demanded. Alicia quickly closed the door so Harry wouldn't hear.

Cedric ignored him and addressed Angelina. "Is he all right?"

Angelina smiled slightly and opened her mouth. Fred glared at her and she snapped her mouth shut again. George folded his arms across his chest. "Why do you care?"

"I just want to make sure he isn't hurt. A fall like that."

"He's fine," Alicia answered. "But he's a little disappointed we lost."

"Alicia!"

She rolled her honey brown eyes. "Honestly, the amount of testosterone flying around here,"

"You shouldn't have told him!" Fred insisted.

"Why? It's not like Cedric pushed him off his broom."

"Let's go," Katie interrupted.

"Thanks," Cedric called after them.

"Shut up," George snapped.

"Lee, have you seen Oliver?" Alicia asked him as they headed for Gryffindor Tower.

"I don't think he's come in yet."

"Really?" She frowned slightly. She knew he could look after himself but she couldn't help but worry. "I guess I should go see if he's all right."

"Take these then. It's still raining." Lee handed her his umbrella and he shrugged off his cloak.

"Thanks a lot," Alicia said gratefully and pulled his warm cloak on over her muddy uniform. "I'll be back in a few minutes."

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A/N: Is this considered a cliffhanger? I mean, you should already know what happens next chapter. I thought I'd leave it there anyway. The next chapter might be a little difficult to write but I'll try to do it quickly.

Guess what!! It's my birthday on the 23rd of February! I'm turning 18!! Whooo! You know what I'd really like for my birthday? Well, apart from a car, money and HP #5.I would love to have 300 reviews! That's only 9 reviews away! I know you can do it! Whoever is 300 will have the next chapter dedicated to them. Is that bribery? Ah, who cares.

Pleeeeease review!

Now to my wonderful reviewers:

mystical: Who doesn't love Sean? His accent really does it for me.and the fact that he's gorgeous helps too! Go Draco! Lol. God, I don't know what's come over me. George would be so ashamed!

Meredith: All Percy needs is a stupid little moustache! But I love Percy he's fun to write. Hell, I just love everybody! No offence taken either. I'm aware that I'm a slack ass. I hope this one was quick enough too.

Twilight's Mysteries: Ron/Hermione all the way for me! The Harry Potter Message Board? Umm.this may sound really stupid but I don't know! I join so many things that I lose track! Give me the address and I'll check! I frequent the forums at FictionAlley. My username is Leeshy Peesh (odd, I know) and if anyone else goes there feel free to Owl me.

Ashlee: Hehe. So you aren't much of an Oliver/Alicia fan? You may not like the next chapter then! But remember that in the end she's with George. Just comfort yourself with that thought. Percy was pretty stupid to think she'd spy on her best friends.

daiZe: Hi! Here you go! I hope you like this chapter as well. I tried to put in more George/Alicia interaction because there won't really be any in the coming chapters. Everyone seemed to like the Hitler part!

Eriador: Poor George! Yes, Percy should bugger off every one in a while. J.K would be proud! My ultimate goal is to have this finished and be starting the sequel by the time OotP comes out. If I continue at this rate I should be able to do it!

Star2717: I guess I prefer them older as well. I have more room to do stuff without worrying that they're too young. So you don't think it's Snape? Lupin? Interesting. I hope you get over your writer's block! I love your story!

swimgirl: George is hopeless, isn't he? But then again, Alicia doesn't help the situation by being completely oblivious. I've been in a similar situation (when I was younger) to her and I was equally oblivious so maybe it's a name thing. All Alicias must be ignorant. Except daiZe of course *waves* you're not ignorant! I like Oliver/Katie too (largely thanks to Laverne de Montmorency's story) but I love Lee and think he deserves someone.

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