Morgan would like me to apologize for the wait because I was loaded with tests, projects, and scheduling. So I am very sorry, we both appreciate the reviews that we received so keep them coming, and now that my week of craziness is done we can update sooner. Also let the 74th Hunger Games begin! May the odds be EVER in your favor! And enjoy this chapter it is one of our favorites.
Chapter Fourteen
The days passed by quickly for Casselle, during the day while Mr. and Mrs. Potter were at the Ministry James insisted the three of them play Quidditch, until Casselle and Sirius were thoroughly sick of the game.
"How about I teach you guys football?" Casselle suggested after James scored yet another goal.
"Football?" Sirius asked landing aiming his broom towards the ground and landing next to Casselle. "Frankly I'd be up for bloody Hippogriff Hippogriff Sphinx if it meant I wouldn't have to play another round of Quidditch."
Casselle grinned as James landed next to them, "What's football?"
"It's a muggle sport, we can use the Quaffle for it and use those two trees for a goal," she replied pointing at two trees not far from where they stood. "Now just like in Quidditch the object of the game is to put the ball through the goal."
James scoffed, "That'll be a piece of cake without having to be on a broom!"
"Let me finish," Casselle snapped. "The catch is you can only use your feet to move the ball, no hands allowed. Now one of us will goal keep and then it will be one on one."
James and Sirius nodded, James taking to goal and leaving Casselle and Sirius to duke it out.
Casselle scored three goals before the boys got the hang of it, after that she had a harder time getting past Sirius. He had caught on to the game rather well and she struggled to maintain control of the ball with him running next to her.
They played for over an hour finally collapsing onto the grass when they were too tired to run anymore.
"I think the muggles are onto something there," Sirius said as he reclined in the grass catching his breath.
"It's not Quidditch but it's definitely something," James replied lying next to Sirius.
Casselle smiled, "I haven't played since I went to primary school."
"You went to school before Hogwarts?" Sirius asked curiously.
"Yeah my dad wanted me and Nate to since we weren't sure if we'd get the magic gene and all…I went every year until Hogwarts as a matter of fact. So did Nate."
"I never knew that," James commented sitting up.
Casselle shrugged, "I haven't thought about it in a long time to tell you the truth."
"James it's dinner time!" Mrs. Potter yelled from the doorway motioning for them to join her inside.
The three of them jumped up feeling famished as they raced each other across the lawn, James's Quidditch training giving him the obvious advantage as he passed the other two.
The next day Remus and Peter stopped by for a visit and after chatting with the four of them for awhile Casselle retreated to her room wanting to give the boys some space. She considered all of them friends but she still felt like a stranger in their group.
She curled up on her window seat after grabbing her favorite book out of her bag. The pages of her copy of Pride and Prejudice were worn and dog eared from her years of reading it, but it remained her favorite. Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy could always put a smile on her face.
She was in the middle of her favorite passage when there was a knock at her door. "Come in!" she called looking up at Sirius as he entered her room.
"We were wondering where you got off to," Sirius said crossing the room and taking a seat next to her.
"I figured I'd let you guys have some time to catch up," Casselle replied with a shrug opening her book again.
"You left us to read!" Sirius exclaimed in mock horror grinning when she shot him a glare.
"I wouldn't expect you to understand the joys of a really good book."
"Pride and Prejudice," Sirius read staring at the spine of the battered book in her hand. "Doesn't sound like much fun."
"It's my favorite," Casselle replied shrugging as she trained her eyes on the page.
Casselle squirmed unable to concentrate with him staring at her, "Did you need something?"
"Yes actually James sent me for you to play a game of Quidditch, Moony isn't feeling up to flying he's getting over a…er cold or something."
"More Quidditch," Casselle moaned closing her book.
"You don't get to complain I've lived here since fifth year and have been playing Quidditch pretty much every day every break since then."
Casselle nodded, "I supposed you're right, well we better get on with it then."
Sirius grinned as they made their way out of the room and out into the sunshine.
That night after dinner Sirius pulled Casselle aside before they went into the drawing room.
"I'll pick you up at eight tomorrow."
"What do you mean pick me up? We are at the same house," Casselle asked raising her eyebrows.
"Just wait for me in your room at eight," He said entering the room ahead of her.
The evenings were some of Casselle's favorite times at James's house Mr. Potter entertained them with stories from work or about his day at Hogwarts, and from the sound of it he could have given James and Sirius a run for their money.
"And then old Slughorn had no idea of course that his hair had been charmed bright purple," Mr. Potter exclaimed as James and Sirius roared with laughter. "He must have gone a full three class periods before anyone said anything to him."
Casselle laughed along with everyone else. Even Mrs. Potter gave a small chuckle, "I think that's why you weren't in the Slug Club dear."
"The Slug Club?" Casselle asked curiously.
"Slughorn's secret club of favorites," Mr. Potter chimed in. "Mostly Slytherins but a couple of other houses were in it to."
Casselle nodded thanking her lucky stars that she hadn't been invited, "That sounds awful."
"It wasn't entirely bad," Mrs. Potter replied with a smile. "The food was always excellent anyways."
The group stayed in the living room until midnight chatting and laughing together before Mrs. Potter decided it was time for everyone to go to bed ushering the complaining teenagers up the stair and towards their hall.
"Night," Casselle called to Mrs. Potter as they disappeared down their hallway, Mr. and Mrs. Potter stayed in the opposite wing. It still amazed Casselle how massive James's house seemed to be, she had been here for a week and still hadn't been in all the rooms.
Casselle stopped outside what she was quickly beginning to consider her door and turned to the boys, "See you in the morning."
"Goodnight Cass," James muttered stifling a yawn as he disappeared into his room.
"Night Cass," Sirius chimed. "Get some rest for tomorrow eh?"
Casselle rolled her eyes before disappearing into her own room and climbing into bed.
She fell asleep smiling, Mr. Potter's stories shifting through her mind. The images shifted, however, as soon as she slipped into sleep, Mr. Potter's face morphing into her fathers.
"Casselle did you really think you could hide from me? I own you and you would do well to never forget it." Her father sneered. "Your little fuck buddies won't always be around to save you. I can have Sirius Black and James Potter taken care of. You know that, and when I do, I might just leave you to your brother."
"Yes Casselle I know how much you love to play," Nathaniel laughed though there was no humor in the action. "I can teach you all kinds of new games, things you can't even imagine. Enjoy the peace sister, while you can."
"So don't think I can't find you, I know exactly where you are. I'm just waiting. Waiting until you let your guard down, and then you're mine, forever," Her father sneered darkly.
Casselle jerked awake panting; her whole body was drenched in a cold sweat as she struggled for breath. Shivering she turned to the window and slammed it shut her hands shaking. She glanced around the room looking into the shadows for any eyes staring back at her, but she saw nothing.
She breathed a short sigh of relief realizing her body was still trembling. She leaned against the headboard and pulled her knees to her chest hugging them tightly. She tried to steady her breathing but it seemed impossible. She just kept imagining her father walking through the door. He would never let her go, she would always be trapped, and he was going to kill James and Sirius to get to her. Tears leaked down her cheeks against her will, she couldn't imagine what would happen if he really did find her.
After what felt like hours she finally fell back asleep, but images kept haunting her and she woke often throughout the night. By seven in the morning she was more tired than she had been when she fell asleep.
She dragged herself out of bed and into the shower. The hot water shocked her awake as she stepped under it.
After the shower she wrapped a towel around herself, and looked in the mirror. All of the bruises had turned a yellowy color, but she could still see her collar bone sticking out prominently, as well as her cheek bones. The dark circles under her eyes caused her face to look a little gaunt, even with the weight she'd gained back at the Potters.
There was a knock on the door that caused Casselle to jump and shriek slightly. "Hey are you done in there? I have to pee," She heard Sirius call.
"Yeah, I'll be out in a second." She called shakily. She grabbed her dirty pajamas and walked back into her room, closing the door behind her. She dressed in a pair of jean shorts and a black T-shirt, then brushed out her hair deciding to let it air dry, and put on a little concealer to hide the circles. After she considered herself presentable she went down to breakfast.
James was eating a piece of bacon when she arrived at the table. She grabbed some toast still feeling shaky from her long night.
"Where's your mum?" Casselle asked picking at her toast.
"Had to go into the office early today…I think they got a call around five," James replied between bites.
Casselle nodded continuing to tear pieces off her breakfast and dropping them onto her plate.
"So you and Sirius are going to leave me all alone tonight, even though I'm your host and you're staying in my house?" James asked feigning offense, well mostly feigning anyway.
"Sorry James, but you know Sirius, he's persistent I can't get out of it," Casselle said raising a tiny piece of toast to her lips.
"Well now I'm never going to get to shower, Sirius is a right prat when he's getting ready for dates and since he actually cares about you it's going to be twice as bad," James groaned. "He's going to be spending hours fixing his hair."
Casselle smiled, at the thought, "You could always just kick him out of there. It's your house after all."
James seemed to think about it, "I'll give him until I'm finished eating."
Sure enough Sirius appeared right when James was going to yell at him. Sirius took James's seat as he went to take a shower. The kitchen went silent as Casselle studied the remains of her toast on her plate, and Sirius piled food onto his plate.
"Are you ready for the night of your life?" Sirius asked cheekily finally breaking the silence.
Casselle rolled her eyes, "Please, don't flatter yourself."
Sirius smirked, "Don't act like you aren't excited, I can see right through you."
"No you can't, you liar."
"PADFOOT!" Came a yell from the stairs. Both Casselle and Sirius turned toward it, seeing James run down the stairs with only a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair dripping wet. "You took all the hot water!"
"Sorry Prongs, I had to make sure my hair was properly moisturized," Sirius mocked leaning back in his chair.
James yelled in frustration and stalked off, not unlike a child, back up the stairs.
"I don't think I've ever seen James be cross with you." Casselle pointed out.
"Its prongs, he'll get over it," Sirius said with a shrug. "He's just mad because we're leaving him behind tonight."
James was indeed mad, madder then Casselle personally thought he should be it was only one evening after all. Casselle had to prevent him from knocking Sirius off his broom while they were playing some Quidditch. Which gave Casselle the idea that maybe they should spend some time away from each other.
They each went off doing their own thing for a few hours, Casselle retreating to her room to read for awhile before getting ready for her date. When seven o'clock rolled around she put her book down and walked over to the wardrobe shifting through her clothes wondering what she should wear. Sirius hadn't given her any hints about where they'd be going.
She had decided on a floral print dress with a black belt around her waist. And a black long sleeve shawl. She applied some eyeliner, mascara and a little eye shadow. She straightened out her hair and then looked at the clock. It was 7:58 she opened her door but Sirius was nowhere in sight.
She frowned to herself in confusion and went to sit on her bed. A minute later there was a tapping on her window. Her mind went to her dream immediately and her heart started racing as she stepped closer to the window. She pulled out her wand and pulled the curtain back quickly.
Casselle was pointing her wand directly in Sirius's face causing him to lean back alarmed. Casselle blew out a sigh of relief lowering her wand and opening the window.
"You scared the crap out of me." She scolded.
"I'm sorry, but I did say I was going to pick you up." He said with a smile.
Casselle looked down and saw that Sirius was floating in the air on his broom. She smiled, "Well aren't you crafty."
"Well I am a marauder. Let me in, so you can climb on."
Casselle moved out of the way and Sirius sailed in easily.
"Are you ready?" he asked hoping off the broom.
"Yeah," she said looking around quickly.
"Well let's go, we have a lot planned. You look gorgeous by the way," he said taking in her dress and make up.
"She blushed slightly, "Thank you. You don't look too bad yourself," She said noticing his dark jeans and white button up with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. She breathed a sigh of relief not many pure blood wizards could pull off dressing as a muggle.
Casselle slid on the broom behind Sirius fidgeting with her hem trying to make sure her dress didn't ride up too much. "You know I don't think I really dressed for this kind of transportation."
"I don't know what you're talking about, looks fine to me," he said running a hand up her leg slowly, and looking back with a smirk.
She swatted him lightly, even though his touch shot electric sparks throughout her body. "Keep your eyes and hands forward Black."
"Whatever you say, love," Sirius kicking off the carpet and flying towards the window.
As they soared out Casselle gripped Sirius's waist afraid she was going to fall off. She didn't like riding passenger on a broom. She liked being able to control it.
"Look up," he called over the roar of the wind.
She turned her head looking toward the sky and gasped. The stars looked so close, she almost reached out to try and grab one. It was gorgeous she had never flown during night before, it was incredible.
Sirius veered left lowering the broom toward a small block of businesses. "Here is our first stop," he said indicating to the dingy restaurant they were standing behind. He shrunk the broom to fit into his pocket, and grabbed her hand pulling her along.
"This is our first date, and you bring me to a rundown restaurant? I am starting to doubt your skills Black," She teased staring at the peeling paint and boarded up windows.
"Never doubt my skills," Sirius assured with a smile as he opened the door.
Inside there was no peeling paint, or broken windows, there was a grand piano in the corner with plump chairs at every table. There was a hostess waiting to show costumers to their tables, and the lighting was dim and romantic.
"What is this place?" Casselle asked in wonder, tempted to walk out again to make sure they had actually walked into the building she had seen outside.
"A wizard restaurant, it's called the Phoenix. They just use the outside to keep muggles out but it's actually one of the most exclusive restaurants in the London area," Sirius said walking up to the hostess. "Black." He said simply.
"Yes right this way," The hostess said grabbing two menus and leading them to the back of the restaurant. She brought them to an area that was cut off from the rest of the restaurant close to the piano.
"How did you even pull this off?" Casselle asked in amazement.
Sirius shrugged, "Black is a powerful name in the wizarding community. It's not my fault the restaurant doesn't know that I was kicked out of the family."
"Must be nice."
"What? Dawson's a pretty big name in the muggle community isn't it? You must have seen what it was like for your father to get things."
"Exactly, I meant it must be nice to be kicked out of that life. If only I was," She replied wistfully.
"Don't worry; soon you won't even have to think about them. They will just be a distant memory while you are off being a great witch."
"I wish it was that easy," She said sadly. "If I even go back there, he won't ever let me out. He'll probably lock me in the basement." Her heart raced at the thought of it. "But that doesn't matter right now; we are on a date and no more sad stuff," She said with a smile. But she knew Sirius could see through it.
He grabbed her hand on the table and squeezed it. "Do you know what you want?" He asked looking at the menu letting the conversation go.
"I think I'll just have the chicken, and water. What are you getting?"
"The steak and a butterbeer."
They gave their orders to the waitress, who tried flirting with Sirius the entire time she was at the table. Casselle let go of Sirius's hand as she left and scowled at the girl.
"What?" Sirius asked smirking at her.
"Nothing." Casselle said moping.
"Are you jealous Dawson?" He asked raising his eyebrows.
"No!"
"You are," He said leaning back smiling.
"I am not jealous of an order taking bimbo," Casselle said darkly.
"That sounds like jealousy to me," Sirius said. "But don't worry, she's not my type."
"Please, like you have a type."
"Now I do."
"Yeah and what is it?" She asked.
"Long dark hair, blue eyes, slim figure, short temper, major jealousy issues, smart, and a rocking butt," He said listing off features.
"That sounds pretty speci-" Casselle blushed realizing he was describing her. "Stop staring at my butt Black," She said smiling.
"I can't help it; it just looks so good, especially in your little Hogwarts uniform," He said with a crooked smile.
She blushed darker, not being able to stop herself, she looked down tugging on the ends of her hair twirling it between her fingers.
"Shy all of a sudden Cass?" He asked leaning toward her. If there was one thing he absolutely enjoyed is was making girls blush and Casselle was no exception.
"No, I'm not shy," She said defiantly.
"Am I making you nervous?" He said, as Casselle felt a hand run up her thigh.
"Sirius Black knock it off," She said blushing and swatting his hand away with a smile, she couldn't help it he was just so smooth.
"Alright, totally serious now." He said with a smile. "Get it serious."
Casselle rolled her eyes. "This is going to be a long night," She muttered.
The rest of dinner went by with them talking and laughing, conversation came easily for them. There were never any awkward silences, which Casselle admitted she had been worried about. But Sirius never made her feel uncomfortable, not in a bad way anyway.
"Alright, time to go," Sirius said getting up.
"Go? But we just finished eating."
"Exactly we have much to do, and the night is wasting," He said pulling her out of her chair.
Casselle followed him out of the restaurant and they hopped on the broom again. "So now where are we going?"
"Have you ever been to a wizarding night club?" He said with a smile as he turned the broom in the direction of a more populated area of town.
"No," Casselle said shaking her head.
"Well you're in for a treat." He pulled the broom down again stopping behind another dingy building, but it didn't look as rundown as the restaurant. He shrunk the broom again, and held her hand pulling her towards the entrance excitedly. "Come on."
They walked in and Sirius handed the bouncer a few coins as they entered the club. The music was pounding as they neared the dance floor.
"Watch out, some guys here can be real creeps," he whispered into her ear, before swinging her onto the dance floor. He pulled her back towards him in a tight circle, Casselle laughed, "Why Black I never figured you for much of a dancer."
"There's a lot you don't know about me, Dawson," he said with a glint in his eye.
"Oh really?" She said moving in closer to him as she swayed to the music.
They continued dancing for a long time, Sirius spinning her closely, while Casselle moved her hips in time with the music. Casselle smiled, never feeling more alive, with Sirius's hands on her hips as they moved from side to side.
She turned facing him with a soft smile. She touched his face lightly, looking straight into his gray eyes. Moving her hand to his soft black hair she pulled his face closer to hers. She closed her eyes as their lips met. His arms wrapped tighter around her pressing her to him.
As they parted she opened her eyes to see him smiling at her. He leaned in toward her ear, "That's the first time you've kissed me."
Casselle smiled, "If you keep it up it might not be the last." Sirius kissed her again lightly, as they started moving to the music again.
"I have to use the bathroom," She said after another song. "I'll be back." Casselle walked off leaving Sirius standing against a wall watching after her.
As she left the bathroom she could see the two drunken wizards standing off to the side. "Hey honey, you here by yourself?" One of them slurred.
Casselle continued walking, ignoring them.
"Hey, he was talking to you!" The other one called grabbing her arm.
Casselle looked down at her arm then up at the man in shock. "Why don't you hang with us for a while?" He said pulling her closer.
Casselle squirmed in his grasp, then pulled her arm back, "Don't touch me," she snapped.
"Ahh come on baby don't be like that we're a good time," the wizard replied leering at her as his arm moved to snake around her waist.
Casselle pulled away from him her arm pulling back and launching into the man's face, she was rewarded with a satisfying crunching noise. "Leave me alone," She threatened coolly.
"You bitch! That hurt!" He yelled holding his nose. The other came at her, but Sirius materialized at her side and stood in front of her.
"I think you heard the girl, now why don't you two go cool off," He said his voice dripping venom. He grabbed Casselle's wrist, and pulled her after him, the two wizards to disoriented to come after them.
They stepped outside, and Sirius turned to look at her. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah." Casselle said nodding slowly. Sirius pulled her into a hug and she returned it. She couldn't deny that she was a little shaken from the creeps, but it was okay now, because Sirius's arms were around her keeping her safe.
"Come on, we have one more stop left." He said letting go of her and linking his fingers with hers. "But this time, I want you to close your eyes."
Casselle looked at him cautiously, but climbed back on the broom and did as she was told. It didn't take long before her feet touched ground again. "Don't open your eyes yet." She heard him say from in front of her.
He wrapped his fingers around hers pulling her after him. "Just a little further."
Finally they stopped, "Stay here," he said letting go of her hand. A few minutes later, he said "Alright you can open them."
Casselle opened them slowly, taking in her surroundings and gasped. "Sirius, you did all this?" She asked in amazement.
There were candles lit all around them on a deserted sandy beach. There was a boom box sitting on a table that was near the water. Stars and moon shone brightly over the water.
Sirius smiled, and led her over to the table, "The club didn't really have any slow songs so I thought we could create our own."
Casselle smiled, "You think of everything don't you Black?"
"I have to, if I didn't no one would." He turned the boom box on, playing a soft melody, and pulled her into his arms. They swayed and twirled until Casselle was laughing in delight.
"I've never had my own private dance," She said laughing as he spun her around. "I would have never guessed you for the romantic type."
"Which is why you're so lucky, I was so persistent in showing you," He replied pulling her toward him again, and she leaned her head against his shoulder.
"This is amazing, no one has ever done this for me before. Thank you, for everything. This has been an amazing night," She said leaning up and kissing his neck.
"It was my pleasure." He said kissing the top of her head.
They stayed like that for a while, just swaying to the music, until they could hardly stand anymore. They sat in the sand staring out at the waves and stars that shone off the water, Casselle sitting in Sirius's lap leaning against him. "I never want this night to end." She said softly, taking his hand in hers.
"It doesn't have to," Sirius whispered.
The candles started to flicker and die, and despite Sirius's words they knew they would have to get back. They got on the broom, a little sad to be leaving.
Sirius flew into her room, and landed with a soft thud. Casselle slid off, watching as Sirius closed the window.
"Thanks for an incredible night, Sirius," She said softly. "I don't think anyone could top it."
"I had a great time too, all because you were with me." He leaned in close to her, pulling her towards him. Their lips met passionately, causing a fire to ignite in Casselle's stomach. She wrapped her fingers in his hair deepening the kiss.
She pulled away looking at him in the eye, "Will you stay with me tonight?" She asked quietly as she remember the previous night and knew she didn't want to be alone.
Sirius hesitated, an action that was completely new to him, "If that's what you want," he replied slowly.
He kissed her again moving her backwards towards the bed, laying her down under him. "You are so beautiful," He murmured as they came up for air.
She pulled him back to her, unbuttoning his shirt, and sliding it off. She ran her hands up his arms marveling at the muscles.
As Sirius started to move his hand to her chest they heard a door close and a light turn on in the bathroom. They both froze, afraid James would come into the room. But they heard the sink turn on and then off and the light went out as the door closed again.
Casselle looked up at Sirius with a smile, "That was a close one."
Sirius laughed softly, "No that was James's way of saying he knows I'm here and I better not try anything," He said moving to lie next to her.
Casselle scowled lightly not liking being treated like a child, "Maybe I want you to try something," she said raising her eyebrows with a smirk.
Sirius stared at her a little shocked, "Not tonight Cass, he's right it wouldn't be right." He replied gently taking a strand of her hair in between his fingers.
Casselle frowned even more annoyed, "Since when does Sirius Black turn down sex."
"Since he found a girl he actually likes."
Casselle blushed forgetting her annoyance and hoping he wouldn't see it in the darkness, and leaned up kissing him lightly before moving off the bed to change in the bathroom. "I'll be right back."
When she came back in Sirius was laying on the bed staring up at the ceiling. She curled up next to him as he put his arm around her shoulders, she leaned her head on his chest. They both fell asleep almost instantly.
"Casselle did you really think I wouldn't know what you were doing while you were away?" Her father's voice came to her. She opened her eyes to see her father and Nathaniel standing over Sirius who was tied and bleeding on the floor. Casselle called out, in terror.
"No don't hurt him! He didn't do anything!"
"You can't just act like a slut and get away with it Casselle, there are consequences. I will not put up with my daughter becoming a whore!" he thundered slamming his fist into her cheek. She cried out in pain, but crawled over to Sirius who had his eyes closed, and wasn't moving.
"Sirius, Sirius please answer me. Wake up!" She cried holding him. What had she done, he was going to die and it was all her fault. Her father was going to kill him and then he was going to lock her up forever.
"Get away from him, you whore! He is going to die because of you! Does that make you happy?" He roared pulling her off of Sirius by her hair. "Nathaniel take care of her."
"Certainly father," Nathaniel said walking towards Casselle. "Are you ready? Crucio!"
She cried out in pain, and squeezed her eyes shut wanting it all to end.
"Cass wake up. Come on wake up! Casselle!" She heard someone call to her. Someone held her shoulder shaking her.
Casselle jerked awake, to see Sirius leaning over her, his face full of concern. "Cass?" he asked softly searching her face.
She breathed heavily, still terrified that it wasn't a dream and looked around wildly. When she saw that no one else was there, she let out a cry and pulled Sirius towards her burying her face in his chest. It had felt so real, she had seen him lying there unmoving. Tears flowed from her eyes, as Sirius wrapped his arms around her tightly.
"Shhh, it's okay. It was only a dream. You're okay," He whispered as he kissed her head.
She cried harder, all the fear she had built up from her father finally coming out. Sirius held her until she finally stopped shaking, and fell back into sleep. Sirius watched her, his hand still rubbing soothing circles on her back as she slept. He hated seeing Casselle like that, it always made his nerves tighten, Casselle was brave and wasn't easily shaken and anything that could make her cry out like that had to be truly awful. Her grip on him relaxed as she fell deeper and deeper into sleep murmuring something that Sirius didn't quit catch.
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