Epilogue- Where did the time go?
"I think I'm more nervous today than I was the day I married your father," Artemis sighed, nibbling on a delicious strawberry as she sat in her make shift bridal suite. Shortly after Ophelia and James returned from their month long honeymoon, Artemis and Draco decided that for their thirtieth anniversary they would renew their wedding vows instead of having their usual small get together. Draco had planned on booking the very same hotel they had gotten married in, for the renewal ceremony but Artemis decided that she would prefer going a different route. While their wedding had been amazing and to this day had yet to be surpassed, Artemis wanted to have their vow renewal at a place that she held close to her heart. She wanted to proclaim her continued undying devotion to her husband at the very place she had fallen in love with him, which coincidently was also the place he elected to propose to her at. It seemed, to Artemis, that every time her husband said or did something profound they just so happened to be sitting under the gazebo at Tersiguel's, from their first sober kiss to his heart felt proposal.
"Why on earth would you choose to have it here Mum?" asked Hero, bouncing her small son on her knee's. "That hotel you got married in was unbelievable."
"Because, girls, that gazebo I showed you earlier just so happens to be the place I fell head over heels in love with your father. It's also the place where he asked me to marry him... the second time," Artemis replied, standing up and walking over to Hero and taking baby Dante into her arms.
"Second time?" asked Ophelia, as she momentarily stopped admiring her mother's gown as it hung on the rack, Artemis having decided to wait until the last minute to put it on due to Dante's always messy hands.
"Sit girls," Artemis said, returning her grandson to his mother and taking her seat on an light blue chaise lounge, her ivory velvet dressing robe fanned out beautifully against the elegant fabric. Ophelia and Hero moved over to the two chairs closest to their mother, eager to hear what she had to say. Artemis and Draco had always thought it best to keep the messier details of their courtship quiet. They never wanted their children to feel as if they were an obligation rather than the blessing that they were. "I think you're old enough now to know about how your father and I came to be. I ask that you keep what I'm going to tell you within our family as it is not known by the community."
"Alright, Mum," the girls agreed.
"Lucius Malfoy met with my father just days after my birth and arranged a marriage between myself and his son, your father. They did not tell us of our future bond. The only contact he and I even had was for one weekend every summer. Just after my sixteenth birthday during my annual visit to Malfoy Manor your grandparents told us of our impending marriage. Neither of us were exactly thrilled... to say the least and your father begrudgingly and rather rudely shoved a disgustingly large engagement ring on my finger."
"That is barbaric!" exclaimed Ophelia, startling poor Dante to tears. "Arranged marriages! No one does that anymore."
"Yes, that was exactly how your father and I felt. The good thing that came from our impending marriage was that I was finally able to abandon my private tutors and attend Hogwarts for the last two years of my education. Our parents hoped that it would bring your dad and I closer together but all it really did was give us many more opportunities to drive one another mad," Artemis laughed, gently smoothing her hand over Ophelia's in an attempt to calm her down. She'd known that the older of her two daughters would have taken this news badly and she had been prepared to deal with it.
"Why would grandfather ever think he had the right to do that?" asked Ophelia, dumbfounded.
"That's what his parent's had done so he didn't see anything wrong with it," her mother replied. "Don't blame your grandfather, he was just doing what he thought was best. Now, to make a very long and dramatic story short, it took about a year for your dad and I to finally click but eventually, after an engagement party filled with alcohol and making out, we did. The next day our families came to Tersiguel's for the first time and while our parents enjoyed an after dinner cup of tea, your father drug me away to that tiny gazebo and he kissed me. That was my first real kiss."
"But you said that you and Dad had made out the night before," corrected Ophelia.
"We were drunk, so it didn't count," Artemis replied, lamely. "He called it our 'do over'.
"I'm pretty positive that it does count even if you're drunk," Ophelia laughed, hoping her mother didn't really believe it.
"Yeah, I've got a baby to prove it," replied Hero, playfully pinching her son's chubby cheeks and making the boy giggle.
"I know that, but it was just really sweet and it meant a lot to know that he cared how I remembered not only our first kiss but my first kiss all together." Artemis couldn't help but smile as she recalled the entire event. It had been many years ago but she could still remember every detail, from the faint scent of his cologne to nervous way he handled himself. "That was the moment I knew that I really loved him and that I was marrying him because I wanted to not because I had to. A few days later he proposed to me on that very same gazebo. And I mean it was a real proposal. He wasn't doing it because he had to, he was doing it because he wanted to and even though I didn't have a choice, I felt as if I did. That's why I wanted to renew our vows here."
"That's so sweet, Mum," sighed Hero, wiping a few stray tears from her eyes.
"Yeah, big hotel's sucks... this was so much better," agreed Ophelia. "Who knew Dad was such a stud!"
"I know!" laughed Artemis. The last hour before the renewal ceremony Artemis continued telling her daughters of just how romantic and silly their father had been during their courtship and the last thirty years of their marriage.
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While the girls laughed and chatted down the hall, Draco enjoyed his free time before the ceremony with his father, godfather and his three son's, including James Potter. Unlike Artemis and the girls, they spent their time talking about the latest Quidditch statistics and newly signed players. PJ who played professionally for Britain was able to provide his Quidditch obsessed cohorts with unreleased details which excited the other's, save for Luce, to no end.
"Don't you have something you'd like to say to me, Draco?" asked Lucius, changing the subject as he puffed on a cigar.
"Yes, I do," replied Draco, "put that out."
"No, that's not what you want to say," laughed Luce, continuing to enjoy his fine cigar. "I believe it's something along the lines of 'thank you', perhaps?"
"For what?" asked Lucius, looking up from Potions article that Severus had recently had published in Potions Weekly.
"Gee, I don't know... a happy marriage," the elder Malfoy scoffed.
"Funny, I'm pretty sure that Artemis and I had more to do with that than you," Draco replied, downing a glass of brandy to calm his nerves.
"True, but with out me you wouldn't have had Artemis." Lucius said, smugly.
"Oh, right!" exclaimed Draco. "I'd completely forgotten."
"Forgotten what?" asked PJ, curiously.
"Your Mum and I had an arranged marriage," Draco informed, as if it were nothing.
"What?" exclaimed Lucius, PJ and James in unison.
"Yeah, your grandfather was his usual meddlesome self and this time it happened to actually work out well for all parties involved. He chose me a hot one!" laughed Draco, fidgeting with his tie out of annoyance. "I freaking hate these things!"
"So Mum just took it lying down?" Lucius asked, unable to fathom his mother not fighting being ordered around.
"I wouldn't say that..." Draco stammered, recalling their initial struggles. "Let's just say I was a jerk at first and she was really hot and I was still a jerk but then I realized I loved her but she liked someone else and then I tried to pay him for something, exactly what I don't recall and then she found out and she cried and it was big mess but then we got drunk and we made out and then we made out when we were sober and then I proposed again and then we got married... I think that's how it happened. You'll have to ask your Mum for the exact details," Draco said, in one big breath.
"No, I think that'll do," replied Lucius, a confused look on his face.
"Way to go Gramps!" laughed PJ. "High-five!"
"Not cool PJ... not cool," his grandfather warned, staring at the boys outstretched hand. "I thought we agreed that you'd cut that crap out." Just then the door opened and Albus Dumbledore, who was somehow still alive, peeked inside.
"We're ready for you Draco," he said, bidding the men to follow him. "Make sure you have your heavy outer robes. Whoever decided on an outdoors ceremony in the winter was clearly off their rockers."
"Artemis," accused Draco. Granted it was cold as hell outside, he loved the idea of their renewing their vows at 'their' gazebo.
Once everyone was in their positions the orchestra began and the bridal precession started their walk down the red velvet aisle that led to the gazebo where Draco, Albus Dumbledore and his son's stood. Once Ophelia and Hero had both made their way down the aisle and had taken their position at the altar, the doors of the restaurant opened and Artemis with both of her parents at her side began the all too familiar journey down the aisle in the very same wedding gown she had worn thirty years ago. Upon reaching the altar, Perseus kissed his daughter on the cheek, her mother doing the same, and he joined his daughter's hand with Draco's before taking his seat. Once Draco and Artemis had taken the few steps onto the lavishly decorated gazebo, Albus began the proceedings.
"When you first joined hands and hearts thirty years ago, you did not know where life would take you. You promised to love, honor and cherish one another through all things. Life has surely brought you both wonderful blessings and difficult tribulations. Therefore, you have fulfilled the promise you made so many years ago. You have come here today to reaffirm your bond and restate your everlasting love before your friends and family, so I ask that you please join hands with your betrothed and listen to that, which I am about to say," Albus stated, looking down at the smiling couple. It had been so long since he had shared this moment with them the first time, but as he stood before them he knew that their love was even stronger than the day he bound them. " Above you are the stars, below you are the stones, as time doth pass, remember... Like a stone should your love be firm, like a star should your love be constant. Let the powers of the mind and of the intellect, guide you in your marriage. Let the strength of your wills, bind you together. Let the power of love and desire make you happy, and the strength of your dedication make you inseparable. Be close, but not too close. Possess one another, yet be understanding. Have patience with one another, for storms will come, but they will pass quickly. Be free in giving affection and warmth. Have no fear and let not the ways of the unenlightened give you unease, for the Lord and Lady are with you always. Draco, I have not the right to bind thee to Artemis, only you have this right. If it be your wish, say so at this time and place your hand in her hand," requested the old wizard.
"It is my wish," assured Draco, placing his hand in Artemis' just as he had done thirty years ago.
"Artemis, I have not the right to bind thee to Draco. Only you have this right. If it be your wish, say so at this time," continued Dumbledore, before pausing for Artemis' answer.
"It is my wish," she replied, Artemis gently squeezed Draco's hand, smiling up at him happily, tears beginning to form in her bright blue eyes.
"Draco, if it be your wish for Artemis to be bound to you, recite to me, your vows," said Albus, as he prepared to bind the young man to the love of his life, again.
"I, Draco Lucius Malfoy, in the name of the spirit of the Lord and Lady that resides within us all, by the life that courses within my blood and the love that resides within my heart, take thee Artemis Persephone Fowlington-Malfoy, by my hand, my heart, and my spirit, to be my chosen one. To desire thee and be desired by thee, to possess thee, and be possessed by thee, without sin or shame, for naught can exist in the purity of my love for thee. I promise to love thee wholly and completely without restraint, in sickness and in health, in plenty and in poverty, in life and beyond, where we shall meet, remember, and love again. I shall not seek to change thee in any way. I shall respect thee, thy beliefs, thy people, and thy ways, as I respect myself," as Draco finished reciting his vows, his eyes began to well up with tears just as they had done when he was first bound to the love of his life. As he said the words, Draco couldn't help but realize how true they were. After thirty years of marriage they had upheld every vow they had stated.
"Artemis, if it be your wish for Draco to be bound to you, recite to me, your vows," Albus asked, requiring Artemis to do the same as Draco had just done.
"I, Artemis Persephone Fowlington-Malfoy in the name of the spirit of the Lord and Lady that resides within us all, by the life that courses within my blood, and the love..." Artemis had to pause, her voice faltering as she began to cry. "...and the love that resides within my heart, take thee, Draco Lucius Malfoy, by my hand, my heart, and my spirit to be my chosen one. To desire and be desired by thee, to possess thee, and be possessed by thee, without sin or shame, for naught can exist in the purity of my love for thee. I promise to love thee wholly and completely without restraint, in sickness and in health, in plenty and in poverty, in life and beyond, where we shall meet, remember, and love again. I shall not seek to change thee in any way. I shall respect thee, thy beliefs, thy people, and thy ways, as I respect myself." As Artemis finished her vows, Albus Dumbledore, brought forth the same chalice filled with red wine that they had drunk from years prior.
"The years of our lives, are as a cup of wine poured out for us to drink. The cup of life contains within it the sweet wine of happiness, joy, hope, and delight. This same cup, at times, holds the bitter wine of sorrow, grief, and despair. Those who drink deeply of life invite the full range of experiences into their being. As you drink from this cup, you acknowledge to one another that your lives have become one vessel into which all your sorrows and joys, all your hopes and fears, will be poured, and from which you will receive mutual sustenance. Many days you will sit at the same table and eat and drink together. Drink now, and may the cup of your lives be full, to running over." As he finished his speech, Albus handed the chalice over to Draco, who sipped from the cup. After his drink, Draco held the chalice up to Artemis' lips, allowing her to take her sip. Once finished, Draco handed the chalice back to the Headmaster, who replaced it on the table.
"As you are now bound, soul to soul, heart to heart, I ask that you to withdraw your wands, so that you may be bound, once again, magic to magic." Artemis and Draco did as requested, both holding their wands in their right hands. As the bride and groom were readying their wands, Albus withdrew a long strand of crimson velvet ribbon identical to the one used during their initial bonding before muttering an incantation, causing the ribbon and their wands to glow brightly.
"Place the tips of your wands together." Artemis and Draco did just that. As their wands touched, a bright flash of light burst from the conjoined tips, before shooting upwards and encircling the couple in a bright shield of magical light just as it had done three decades ago. The only difference between this ceremony and the last was that the burst of light that came forth from their wands was even brighter and even more powerful than the original. All of their guests who had been present at the first ceremony couldn't help but notice that fact. As the light began to wear away, Albus Dumbledore began chanting loudly, causing the light to form a ball and concentrate over the ribbon before completely dissipating. The room erupted in applause.
"Even more impressive than before. Which proves that your love and bond has grown over these years," said Albus, his eyes twinkling brightly, as everyone recovered from the bright burst of light. "You may put your wands away." Artemis handed her wand to Ophelia, while Draco gave his to Lucius. "Now, raise your left hand." Dumbledore then took hold of the still glowing ribbon, raising it for the guests to see. "Lastly, I will bind you, body to body. If you will please, place your hands together, palm to palm." Once their hands were in position, Albus began wrapping the ribbon around them loosely, before tying the ends in a tight knot. Placing both of his hands around their conjoined hands and muttering the same incantation from their wand joining. After several moments of chanting, the ribbon stopped glowing. Taking them both by the elbow, Albus drew their hands apart, sliding them from within the ribbon. Once free of their hands, the ribbon slid to the ground, before disappearing completely.
"Now, if you will please, in unison, recite your binding claim," requested Albus. At first both Artemis and Draco had been worried that they wouldn't remember the words to their binding claim but as they began the words rolled off of their tongues just as they had done so many years before.
"Entreat me not to leave you, or to return from following after you, For where you go, I will go, and where you stay, I will stay. Your people will be my people, and your Lord will be my Lord. And where you die, I will die and there I will be buried. May the Lord do with me and more, if anything but death parts you from me," Unlike last time when they were able to say the words together, their emotions got the best of them and they ended at different times. After spending the better part of your life with someone they had come to realize just how much they truly meant every word that they had said.
"Now you will feel no rain, for each of you will be shelter for the other. Now you will feel no cold, for each of you will be warmth to the other. Now there will be no loneliness, for each of you will be companion to the other. Now you are two persons, but there is only one life before you. May beauty surround you both in the journey ahead and through all the years, May happiness be your companion and your days together be good and long upon the earth. Treat yourselves and each other with respect, and remind yourselves often, of what brought you together. Give the highest priority to the tenderness, gentleness and kindness that your connection deserves. When frustration, difficulty and fear assail your relationship - as they threaten all relationships at one time or another - remember to focus on what is right between you, not only the part which seems wrong. In this way, you can ride out the storms when clouds hide the face of the sun in your lives - remembering that even if you lose sight of it for a moment, the sun is still there. And if each of you takes responsibility for the quality of your life together, it will be marked by abundance and delight. May your love so endure that its flame remains a guiding light unto you. By the power vested in me by the Lord and Lady who govern all things, you are now bound heart to heart, soul to soul, magic to magic and body to body. Draco, you may now kiss your bride." As the happy couple passionately kissed one another their guests stood and applauded them, just as they had done what seemed a lifetime ago. Right on cue, the orchestra began to play, signaling Artemis and Draco that the ceremony was over and that they needed to begin their retreat.
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"Mum, Dad," began Ophelia, as she and her siblings stood before their parents and all of the guests, prepared to toast the happy couple. Making good use of time, the party planner had scheduled the brief time between their arrival at the reception hall and the serving of supper for the children to give their short speeches. "We just wanted to take this opportunity to say thank you for being such wonderful parents. You've given use each more love in our short lives than any one person could ever expect to have in an entire lifetime. You've shown us not only what it means to be loved but what it means to give love. I only hope that my marriage can be half as happy and fulfilling as yours has been because if it is than I will die a happy woman." Ophelia lifted her glass to towards her parents as she stepped aside so that Hero could have her chance to address them.
"Until today I never really believed in soul mates," whispered Hero, somewhat shyly as she bounced her son in her arms. "I always thought that you worked with what you found and that was that. But while I was standing up there when you two were renewing your vows I couldn't help but think back to all of the love I've witnessed over the years. There's no way that two people could ever force the sort of relationship the two of you have... the love that you share. In all my years I've never seen my father so much as look at another witch and I've never heard my mother so much as mention another wizard. Now, I've got a pretty bad track record when it comes to wizards, so I know I'm not an expert but I don't doubt that my father is most definitely my mother's soul mate. And when I finally find mine I just hope that he's half as wonderful as my dad and that I'm able to be half the wife and mother my own Mum is." Hero handed her son to her older brother and rushed over to her parents, wrapping her arms around them and kissing them on the cheek before joining her siblings, once again.
"Unfortunately, my speech probably won't be nearly as moving as all of that," laughed PJ, handing his sister a handkerchief. "But I just wanted to say thanks for putting up with me all of these years. I know that I wasn't the easiest one out of the lot to handle but you two did it quite fabulously. Dad, I can't thank you enough for passing down all of your Quidditch knowledge and skill. I'm glad you saved it all for me instead of wasting it on this dunderhead," PJ laughed, gesturing towards Lucius who just rolled his eyes. "Mum, I don't think you realize how much your being at every single one of my matches means to me. I know you hate Quidditch so for you to endure it all these years means more than you'll ever understand. I love you both and I know that the next thirty years of your lives together will be just as wonderful and fulfilling as the last."
"Here! Here!" agreed everyone in the room, toasting the bride and groom.
"I was born just three years after my parents got married," Lucius began. "So I've been able to witness how their relationship has developed over the years. My father has grown from a ridiculously hopeless romantic who wanted nothing more than to make his wife the happiest woman alive to a ridiculously hopeless romantic who made his wife the happiest woman alive. He has never once raised his voice at her or any of his children, he has done all he could to lead us down the correct path. Mum, you've always been my guiding light. To this day, everything I do and everything I say is governed by what you would think of it. You always knew. Whether it was my love for Potions, my disdain for all things Quidditch or my constant need to test boundaries, you always knew what I needed to be satisfied. Needless to say, I am who I am because of the two of you and all I can say is thank you. Because when I look in the mirror, I am satisfied with the man I've become. Thank you, for that," Lucius' voice cracked slightly as he thanked his parents for everything they had done and taught him. "All I wish is that you forever continue through life's journey beside each other. That your hearts remain filled with love, respect and admiration, as it was so many years ago. May your caring for each other grow deeper, your love for each other grow stronger. May your home continue to be filled with hope, peace and love as it has been for all these years you have shared together." Artemis and Draco stood and rushed over to their children, wrapping their arms around them tightly as their guests looked on, touched by the sincere display. As they were settling back into their seats, the restaurant staff entered the hall bringing with them the extravagant supper that was to be served.
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"Can I have your attention, please," said Blaise Zabini, Draco's best friend and best man from his first wedding, tapping his wine glass with his fork just as their dessert plates had been picked up by the waiters. "It is customary for the best man to start with a toast welcoming the family and friends of the bride and groom to the reception but, tonight, I wanted to part from tradition and instead toast the truth. So, rather than thank you each for coming, on behalf of the Bride and Groom, I will just say, thank you for your gifts. For after all, isn't that the real reason we have all been invited here? To give a gift. Oh sure, the happy couple will try to claim that they wanted us to help them celebrate their union. Oh please, who are they kidding? Their celebration doesn't happen until they get to the hotel room, and I don't think we'll be getting an invite there . . . . will we?" laughed Blaise, wiggling his eyebrows at his best mate. "Now, I have to admit I've learned a lot from Draco over the years and I've been able to use it to help me navigate the treacherous journey called marriage. The three most important things I've learned from my old mate and I feel should be passed on to all husbands all over the world, are as follows. One, never go to bed angry... always stay up and finish your argument as it will always be topped off by mind blowing make up sex. Two, always remember these three words... 'You're right, dear". And three, the best way to remember your anniversary is to forget it once," said Blaise, laughing. "I think we all remember when he forgot their eighth anniversary." Everyone in the crowd laughed as they recalled either witnessing or reading about Artemis' reaction to her husbands lapse in memory in the Daily Prophet.
"But on a serious note, thirty years ago I stood before you and asked that you help me wish these two well in their marriage together. I will not do that this time as they do not need it. I have never know two people to be so well matched and perfect for each other. They do not need our well wishes, all they need is each other. All I wish is that you both live as long as you want and never want as long as you live!" the crowd applauded loudly, all agreeing with Blaise's heartfelt wishes."Now let's just hope their consummation this evening goes better than it did the first time. From what I've heard, last time our little Stallion was a bit quick on the draw," laughed Blaise. Artemis' hands shot up and covered her mouth in hopes of hiding her laughter while Draco's jaw hit the floor and the color drained from his face.
"I was not quick on the draw..." Draco lied, as he stood before his guests. "I was just really excited and I had just had to refrain from all sexual activity for nearly two whole years. Besides, I haven't heard any complaints and as you can see," he explained, gesturing towards his four beautiful children. "I proved to be quite good at it."
"Yes you were... are," she corrected, laughing hysterically at Draco's expression when she used the past tense.
"But seriously, Artemis, and I warn you all this probably won't make any sense but it must be said," Draco warned, gesturing towards their attentive guests before turning towards his wife. Taking her hand, Draco helped her out of her seat so that they were standing face to face. "You mean everything to me... you're the first thought I have every morning and my last thought every night. When you're sad, I feel sad and when you're smiling I feel incredible... like there's nothing else around and all I can see is you." Draco said, rapidly, his words taking on a frantic tone.
"Draco," Artemis began, but he interrupted her.
"Shh, please love, just let me finish," he asked, before continuing. "I need you to know how much I love you. That you've given a meaning to my life that, without you, I would never have had. No one has ever had this kind of effect on me. The kind that makes me not want to sleep or even blink for of losing you. I live only for you and everything you've given me." Draco gestured towards their four beautiful teary-eyed children. "I always thought that there was this one perfect person for everyone in the world, you know, and when I found out my other half was you, the rest of the world just magically faded away and it was like the two of us were inside of this protective bubble or something. I remember the day I first saw you, when we first spoke. I remember the first night I held you close as we danced to 'our song' at the Yule Ball. Our first drunken kiss... it's sobered redo. The first time we said 'I love you', the first time we made love. But oddly enough, it was the times when you just looked at me that assured me that your heart would always be mine and that nothing could change that. I wish there was some way to put into words how it feels to be loved by you but I don't think there is," Draco sighed, speaking to his wife as if no one else were around. "It's like... you know how it feels when you wake up in the morning and you're under the covers and you feel all warm and comfortable," Draco said, his wife nodding excitedly, "like everything is perfect, nothing is wrong, time is still and calm... and then PJ comes bounding into the room, hops into bed, snuggles up next to you and goes back to sleep and you would look over to me and whisper 'thank you' like I'd done something," he rambled, desperately trying to communicate how he was feeling.
"Yes," Artemis said, nodding, the tears openly streaming down her face.
"That's how you make me feel all of the time.. every single second!" he exclaimed, cupping her face in his hands. " and I don't know how I could have lived without you... without that feeling for so long. I love you. Flat out, I love you, and I love you not only for who you are but for who I am when I'm with you." Everyone applauded loudly at the young husbands words, moved by his sincerity. Artemis leaned in and kissed him passionately as he wiped away her tears. "It's you and me, always and forever."
"Always and forever," she whispered, wiping a few stray tears from his cheeks as their guests applauded and wiped their own eyes.
"Dude, did you come up with that stuff on your own?" asked Blaise, pulling Draco aside from his beautiful wife.
"Everything except for that last bit... but I meant it. Some muggle writer came up with it."
"It was really good," assured Blaise, patting his mate on the back.
"Yep, and I've got a list of this stuff that's long enough to get me out of trouble and laid for thirty more years," laughed Draco, he and Blaise sharing a secret high five so that no one could see.
"What are you two laughing about?" asked Artemis, wrapping her arms around her husbands waist.
"Nothing... just stupid guy stuff," Draco replied, winking at Blaise.
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DOESN'T LOOK LIKE DRACO WILL EVER CHANGE. HE'S ALWAYS THINKING AHEAD.
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