Disclaimer: As I sincerely regret to inform you once again, I am not J. K. Rowling. The wonderful characters and theme associated with the Harry Potter franchise are not my intellectual property. Although my therapist does enjoy going over the reasons why I believe they should be mine, he think it helps me "come to terms with reality." We'll see.

Also, sorry for not updating in what seems like forever. I had a break from studying for exams, and writing final papers and decided to try and put out a new chapter. This one is twice as long as usual so hopefully it makes up for my abrupt hiatus.

AND, lemme know if you like my writing style. I just realize how much dialogue there is. Hope you don't find it slow or anything.

Last one, I promise. I was checking Harry Potter wiki and just realized that Remus Lupin's eyes are green. I didn't realize that because in most fanfictions I read his eyes are amber which seem to suit him. With further fanfiction I'll probably make his eyes green to coincide with what Rowling had in mind, but I'm not changing it for this story. I've already written it in, I'm not going back now.

*** Felix Folium: Lation translation is Happy Leaf. I couldn't find reference to there being an illegal substance at Hogwarts comparable to marijuana so I look the liberty of inserting my own. Enjoy!


Chapter Three: A Different side of Wet


Sirius descended from the floor of his dorm two at a time, his feet barely brushing the ground as he walked with a noticeable bounce in his usual lazy morning stride. Glancing around the common room discreetly under the pretense of waiting for James and Peter to make it to the portrait Sirius couldn't help but grumble slightly, Remus wasn't there.

He'd tried to wake up as early as possible, knowing that Remus regularly woke up and showered long before any of his other dorm-mates got to mutter their first complaints about the 'ungodly time of breakfast.' Despite knowing this, Sirius had held out hope that after yesterday maybe the prefect would be more willing to lounge around the room for a few extra minutes, if only to say 'good morning' to his hero.

"Can't believe we couldn't get the Felix Folium last night," James huffed his voice dripping with annoyance.

"Stupid Blott too, trust him to get cornered by the prefects," Peter paused at this before glancing around ensuring that no one else was waiting for the stairs to finish moving before continuing, "I just can't believe he had the nerve to attack them. It sounds like he really would've hurt Lupin."

Sirius exhaled roughly, "Stupid Slytherin, he is. You'd think that dealing at the school would've made him more aware of the prefect schedule. I bet he didn't even cast a silencing charm on his feet to block out his footprints. Idiot. & what's worst is when we got there he was hexing up a storm." Sirius was more than a little annoyed at the Slytherin's violent outburst, he didn't even want to think what could've happened had he and James not chosen to follow their prefect counterparts through their descend to the dungeons.

"You're right. Though I doubt he'll be dealing to us anytime soon. He's probably still annoyed that you cursed him, " James grinned reaching over to grab a piece of bacon off the closest platter as they made their way to their usual seat.

"I had to. You'd seen him. He could've killed Lupin. Wait James." James paused in front of the usual space that the three friends occupied during meals before trying to locate what had captured Sirius' attention.

"What Black? I'm hungry. Damnit," he bite out annoyed at being kept from his meal.

"Let's seat over there today." Sirius gestured to where Lupin sat happily shoving hash browns from one of the two plates in front of him while holding out a Transfiguration book.

"What? Now? Can't you find some other time to try and woo the pounce?" James was normally extremely temperamental in the morning so Sirius let the comment wash off his back, the only indication that he'd even heard it was a single-finger gesture in James' direction.

"You always have this kind of appetite?" Sirius asked as he took a seat adjacent to the tawny haired boy. He counted three boiled eggs, two bowls of fruits, soldiers, pancakes, and hash browns all on either one of his two plates.

"I've got Double Transfiguration first thing today. I'm gonna need all the strength I can get," Remus' soft voice floating over the cover of his book.

"He's got a point. McGonagall looks like she's ready to bury us under work this year. All in the name of preparing us for our O.W.L.'s " Peter grumbled pouring an unhealthy about of syrup on his pancakes.

"Don't know how much good it'll do us really though. What's gonna happen when we collapse of sleep deprivation during the O.W.L.'s? Bet she'll wish she hadn't pushed us so hard then." James moodily stabbing his hash browns with his fork as if they regularly collaborated with McGonagall in the assigning of homework.

"They'll spell you back to consciousness, give you a piece of toast, and sit you back down to keep writing your exams," Remus murmured laying his book on the table for better access to the pitcher of pumpkin juice.

"How'd you know?" James asked if not a bit irritably.

"Happened last year. To this sad little Hufflepuff during the Potions theoretical exam" Remus looked just to the left of James' unruly head of hair.

"Sucks. That'll probably be me this year," Peter looked worried over the pile of pancakes he was devouring. Sirius couldn't help but agree with the pudgy boy, if such a thing was likely to happen to any of them, it would most definitely be Peter.

"You'll be fine," came Remus' soft voice consoling the boy, "as long as you study hard now and keep on top of things you'll get plenty of O's." Sirius couldn't hold in a snort.

"O's? You'll be lucky to pull some A's. Don't get ahead of yourself," Sirius said successfully pulling James' out of his morning slump when the bespectacled boy laughed loudly. Peter ducked, staring intensely at his pancakes the tip of his pink ears displaying the embarrassment he refused to show.

"Instead of taking a piss at him, how about you actually help him?" Remus frowned at Sirius in obvious displeasure before turning to Peter, "I have a study group I meet up with a few times a week, you're welcomed to join us. And even if you don't want to do the whole group thing, we could always do homework today in the common room."

Peter looked hesitantly at the boy as if wondering if he wasn't starting some elaborate ploy to take further aim at his intelligence, deciding that the brown haired boy seemed sincere enough, he consented, "Yeah, actually. That sounds great, I'll catch you round in the common room then."

"What? How comes you won't offer me any help?" Sirius pouted at the strands of light brown hair that covered Remus' eyes as he focused on the contents of his second plate.

"You? I don't think I've seen you in the library in my whole life," Remus replied cheekily.

"Must not get in the Restricted section too often then." James laughed as he made to gather his things from the table.

"What's that?" Remus asked looking directly at the boy for the first time that morning.

"Restricted section," Sirius answered quickly drawing Remus' attention back his way.

"Restricted? Better not get caught there. If you think Madam Pince is scary now, you should see when she's actually upset," Remus warned.

"Caught? Us? Don't kid." James stood stretching exaggeratedly before gesturing to Sirius and Peter. "Let's go. There's still time for a fag before Transfiguration."

Peter, who didn't smoke, was so eager in his haste to join James' slow stroll down the Gryffindor table that he fumbled with the glass of pumpkin juice that he'd been drinking and managed to dribble it down his shirt. Fortunately, it didn't seem that the discomfort of a wet shirt could cripple his excitement as he went scurrying after James. "See you Lupin" he called back as an after thought.

Rolling his eyes at the boy's almost nauseating display of blind devotion to his friend Sirius stood and lazily slumped his bag over his shoulder glancing down at Remus. "Save us a seat in Transfiguration. Just in case we don't make the bell."

A pair of soft amber eyes flashed up to him before the boy carefully replied, "You sure your friends won't mind sitting up front where McGonagall can actually see them?"

"The front? C'mon... It's too early for that look she's always giving me. You know the one. Where her lip disappears and she looks like she's contemplating if she get away with Transfiguring me into a fish and feeding me to the Great Squid."

A slow smile stretched across Remus' face. He had indeed witnessed the look Sirius was referring to and frankly, he was of the opinion that McGonagall had already formulated the plan to do away with his body and was just now bidding her time."Fine. I'll save you something in the middle."

Sirius grinned down stupidly at him for a minute almost admiring the way the smaller boy looked as he threw his head back to devour his soldiers his pale, ivory neck standing out sharply in the early morning light. Coughing awkwardly, he dragged his eyes away from the other boy and nodded his head in a strange jerking movement before muttering his goodbyes and hurried away from the head of shinning brown hair.


"Where's Pete?" Sirius asked trying to get a good look behind the armchair that James had boldly declared to the rest of the common room belonged to him, as if the chubby boy was hidden behind it.

Following the path of his friend's eyes James laughed before replying, "Library. Reckon he went to take Lupin up on his offer to tutor him or something."

Sirius hummed in a noncommittal kind of way before desperately gripping onto anything that would take the conversation off of their tawny haired roommate. For the past week they'd sat with him at meals and he'd politely, if not slightly reluctantly, saved them seats in the middle of their classes while the boys lounged outside to indulge in Sirius' and James' most recent streak of rebellion.

James was not having any of it and quickly dove on the subject of Remus, happy to have the opportunity of the boy's absence to tear into him. "Ugh. He's so annoying. I don't think I've ever met anyone wetter in my life."

"Evans' pretty wet." Sirius responded lightly hoping that by comparing the two it would soften James' mood on the smaller boy. While Peter had taken an almost immediate liking to Remus, although even Sirius had to admit that he treated him far better than his two friends of five years, James had determinedly taken the opposite stand. He missed no chance to sneer openly at anything that Remus said that could be considered remotely 'wet', even laughing cruelly when Peter had tried to point out that Remus was more inclined to follow the rules cause he was a prefect.

"Evans can be as wet as she wants, at least she's hot." James eyes had fallen to the red headed prefect chatting amiably with a few fourth year girls on the sofa located in a small corner of the room.

Sirius bit his bottom lip not fancying the argument that would ensue if he mentioned that Remus himself was also quite attractive. Obviously not in the soft, pleasant way that Lily's fiery red hair and green eyes inspired. But in his own boyish way. Remus' ivory skin always seemed slightly translucent and although Sirius had often found a similar color on terrifically ill people, coupled with Remus' soft brown, almost rich, golden hair that fell lightly across his face, he was unable to find the color attractive.

"Maybe if he got out more in the sun,he wouldn't look so ill all the time." James seemed to almost read his mind as he launched back into his assault on Remus' character with renewed vigor. "I almost feel sorry for you, mate. Having to actually spend time with that git."

Sirius sat stiffly, as if hoping that if he stopped moving he could fade completely from James' vision and silence the boy's tirade that made his stomach churn in an unpleasant way.

"Well... It is winter" he managed to get out after a long stretch of silence that, by James' persistent eyes on him seemed to indicate that the boy could still see him and was waiting for his continued participation in their conversation.

The bespectacled boy pulled an almost unattractive face before drawing breathe to continue.

"Hey Peter!" Sirius cried in an unusual show of excitement.

The small, round boy halted his journey over to his two friends trying to guess the crude, and most likely humiliating prank that the two had waiting for him. While it didn't often happen that his two friends would turn their brand of mischief on him, he could never be too certain what the two of them would do once they locked in the common room and deemed it too risky to sneak out with the help of the Invisibility cloak.

"Where'd you think your going?" Sirius made to grab the collar of the boy's robes as he tried to retreat up the stairs. "We're over here."

"Of course" Peter fidgeted slightly but allowed the taller boy to steer him over to where James was lounging in his armchair and fell bodily into the sofa adjacent.

"Lupin manage to get anything through to you?" James asked casually eyeing the heavy book bag that Peter had laid on the table in front of them.

"Yeah, the study group was actually pretty helpful, they even- "

"Where is he anyways?" Sirius interrupted Peter's excited chatter while swiping the common room for a sign of the boy in question.

"Huh? Oh - Think he was talking to McDonald when I left. Told me he'd be up soon though." Peter produced a chocolate frog and having to dodge James' hand as he made to grab for it, popped the entire body of the squirming frog into his mouth.

"Well, that's just like him. Wanting to spend more time in the library... I'll be back," Sirius stood indulging in a magnificent stretch.

"Sure go. Wouldn't want someone else beating you to that pouf," James sneered in an almost malicious way before turning his attention to capturing the rest of the snacks that Peter had began to produce.

Once again choosing silence in way of a reply, Sirius grunted a goodbye and bounded through the portrait hole before he was subjected to listening to anymore of James' attacks on his new 'friend.'

Making his way down the corridor to the library, he was surprised when on the third floor he glimpsed a head of light brown hair laid against ivory skin- Remus?

Shrinking skillfully against the shadows thrown on the walls, he inched closer to what he realized where two people talking, his initial guess had been right it was Remus and - was that McDonald?

Justin's impressively tall figure was slumped casually against the wall leaning slightly to tower over Remus in a way that made Sirius experience a violent burst of anger that had him searching his mental archives for a number of spells that would send Justin's body flying painfully away from Remus'.

Just then McDonald laughed at something Remus said - Sirius couldn't remember Remus ever sharing a particularly amusing joke with him- his silver, blonde hair flying out of his face.

Sirius wasn't sure why he was so angry but he was almost sure it had something to do with the way the undeniably attractive boy brushed against Remus' shoulder while continuing their conversation.

Scowling he titled his head slightly as he continued to observe the boy from the safety of the shadows, trying, searching almost desperately for some unattractive flaw he could casually point out to Remus at a later date.

Justin's hair had an annoyingly wet blanket, boring cut Sirius began. The back of his hair laid neatly down in layers stopping before it could be considered unruly while the front of it fell in orderly light blonde waves that framed either side of his angular face. His pale face, though not nearly the ivory that Remus had managed to achieve, was flushed with color as he leaned purposively over to Remus his voice growing quieter the longer the conversation continued.

Further annoyed by how his ploy had the effect of forcing Remus to tilt his face upwards in an effort to catch all of what the boy was saying Sirius decided to make his appearance known.

"Remus! There you are!" Sirius smiled widely at the look of annoyance that instantly washed over McDonald's face as Remus turned his attention his approaching figure.

"Sirius? What's up?" Remus pushed himself from the wall and took a few steps towards him turning his back almost completely on McDonald.

"Was worried about you, that's what. Didn't know what to think when Peter had come back to the common room alone." Sirius pouted in a playful way before slinging his arm casually around Remus' shoulder trying to create the appearance that this was something he did on a daily basis.

"Really?" Remus' voice had an amused edged to it that Sirius was just learning to look forward to, "Well, what do you think would've happened? I miss the stairs as they were changing?"

"And fall to your death?" Sirius finished effortlessly, "It had crossed my mind. You saw the way that Peter tripped down a flight of stairs earlier. It's dangerous."

"Tripped? Are you referring when James cast that Limp Leg charm and Peter almost fell to his death?" Despite his obligatory disapproving frown there was a light in Remus' eyes that had not been there prior and Sirius could have sworn that it looked suspiciously similar to the glint that danced wildly behind James' glasses every time he thought of a delightfully complicated prank.

"Potato, potatoe." Sirius dismissed the distinction of the cause of Peter's accident with a wave of his hand.

A loud snort alerted the two boys to the presence of McDonald who looked slightly annoyed at being ignored in the conversation that he had initiated with Remus.

"Remus is fine, we were just talking." His deep voice sounded and he looked Sirius directly in the eye with the air of an animal trying to defend its dinner.

"So I see." An awkward silence descended over the small group as Sirius held McDonald's gaze annoyed with the realization that he stood at eye level with him, making the silver-blonde haired boy around 6ft.

Clearing his throat Remus reached down to grab his discarded bag from the floor, "Well, it's getting late. We don't wanna miss curfew. I'll see you tomorrow Justin?" He turned to McDonald who broke eye contact with Sirius to reply to Remus.

"Yup. Same place. Bring your next Potions assignment, I can go over it with you after the group leaves." McDonald reached down and squeezed Remus' shoulder before swinging his bag over his own and nodding at Sirius. "Later, Black," He said before turning in the direction of the stairs that would take him on his descent to his common room.

"C'mon." Sirius grabbed the sleeve of Remus' robe tugging him slightly as he gestured in the direction of the library, "I've got something I need to pick up."

"What?" Checking his watch Remus frowned up at his new friend, "Sirius, it's already past 8 the library is closed."

"Really?" He reached down to snatch Remus' arm turning the face of his watch so he could check the surface. "Brilliant."

Remus huffed in an indignant sort of way before peering at the doors of the obviously closed library. "What's so important in there that we're breaking into the library? Why can't you get it tomorrow?"

"During the day?" A look of poorly veiled horror flittered across Sirius faced before he shook his head deciding that plan couldn't possibly work out, "Doubt I'll get in the Restricted Section with Pince sulking around with that damn feather duster. Wouldn't even put it past her to charm it to suffocate me." He mumbled darkly as he took out his wand and after giving a few quick looks around him mumbled an obviously well practiced Silencing Charm on both their shoes and the library door.

"C'mon." Sirius mumbled to Remus before pushing open the silent door and padding into darkness of the library. Remus appeared only a few short seconds afterwards and it was apparent by the way that his eyes had narrowed to look around the library that he was at least slightly apprehensive about their nightly stroll.

"Well? What're you waiting for?" He mumbled in an impatient way poking the soft spot between Sirius' third and fourth rib before he plunged into the shadows that the library aisles provided.

Sirius gaped in silent fascination as he somehow ended up behind Remus as the boy expertly weaved his way through the aisle, stopping at times if a sound made its way to both the boys and ensuring that they didn't run into the badly tempered librarian.

Sirius had to admit he was impressed at the smaller boy's tactics and was instantly glad for satisfying his most recent urge of delinquency with the supposedly 'wet-blanket' prefect. A small wave of fear had descended upon him as he'd closed the library doors, this was after all, one of the only times that he'd dared to sneak into the sovereignty of the vulture-like witch that was Madam Pince. All fears vanished as they stepped over the rope that separated the Restricted Section from the common area of the library.

"Where's the book?" Remus whispered as he peered at the number of books that seemed to be staring back ominously.

"Gimme a minute," Sirius muttered back as his eyes swiped the rows of books for the one that he wanted. He and James had been looking up a particularly delightful impish potion when they'd been dismayed to discover that the Potions book they'd borrowed from one of the Prewetts had no further information on it, only listing it as 'volatile and disruptive if placed in the wrong hands' something that had made both boys almost twitch with excitement at the protest of brewing some.

"Here it is. Moste Potente Potions." Sirius breathed happily as he reached to claim the soils of his dangerous trek through enemy grounds. Before he could so much as touch the spine of the book Remus' hand snaked over to grab him by his wrist.

"Are you crazy?!" the brown haired boy hissed shooting him a reproachful look.

"What's wrong? That's the book we're here for." Sirius frowned down at him wondering, as his stomach churned, if James' assumption of the boy was right and that he was indeed prudish and unable to have fun.

Remus only shook his head as he released Sirius, holding up a digit he signaled that he should give him a moment and dove into his book bag searching for something within its depths.

Pulling out an ordinary looking book "Borrowed it from the library last week" was Remus' explanation the boy pulled out his wand and stared intensely at the spine of Moste Potente Potions for a long while.

Sirius shifted restlessly glancing around, he wasn't sure what the smaller boy was doing but he knew that longer they stayed in the library unnecessarily, the better their chances were of earning lengthy detentions for their attempt at burglarizing Pince's stash of books.

Finally a flicker of movement from Remus' wand brought his attention back to the smaller boys' actions. His wand had done a sharp, flickering motion and he had began to mumble in a quick and determined way his brow furrowed in concentration as he continued to stare intently at the spine of the book.

Sirius watched as a film of color seemed to slip from the spine of the book they desired and was guided by Remus' wand to the spine of the book in his hand, creating an indistinguishable copy.

"Brilliant!" Sirius breathed as he stared down at the copy only just realizing that if he'd taken the book for an undetermined time there was always the chance of Pince walking by and noticing the gap between her perfectly arranged book. Reaching to grab the book from the shelve once more he released a disgruntled noise when Remus once again stopped him.

"This is a high class Potions book, idiot. It's guarded" came Remus' explanation as he swiped his wand over the surface of the book a few times.

Knowing his own fair share of detection spells Sirius whipped out his wand to assist the boy in finding the correct spell to pry the book from it's carefully arranged home. So concentrated were both the boys that they visibly jumped when they heard the sound of the door close and footsteps walking briskly through the aisles.

"Shit." Sirius muttered as he tried to peer through the spaces made available in the column of books. "It's Pince. She's probably hear to tuck her damn book in to sleep or something."

"Distract her." Remus mumbled before starting a long, difficult spell that was accompanied with stiff looking clockwise and counterclockwise swirls.

Sirius gawked at him shock, where was the prefect that had been tutoring Peter not even an hour ago, and how could he possibly have missed when he'd been replaced by this mischievous boy who seemed intently commited on looting a book filled to the brim with dangerous potions.

"Your off your rocker. Fine. Try not to get caught." After a moment of deliberation and a flicker of his wand to ensure that the book had no protection spell, he lifted a slightly tattered, grey book off a nearby shelf before climbing over the rope.

Creaking down the aisle to the opposite section of the library that Remus stood, Sirius had to both press himself fully against the shelf and silently drop to the ground to avoid detection from the wandering light of Pince's wand. He could only thank Merlin that the Silencing Charm that he'd caught on his shoes was still active, though he couldn't help but wish for the safety of James' invisibility cloak.

Reaching his destination, Sirius laid the book carefully on the floor before muttering a few spells and began creeping towards the front of the library, once he had reached about two aisles away from where'd he'd placed the book he readied his wand. Slightly praying that Remus had managed to remove the book and was ready to make his escape, Sirius throw his spell on the book.

The cover of the Shrieking Book flew up and the wail that emanated from it startled even Sirius who had been bracing himself for it's effect. After a startled cry, that Sirius prayed belonged to Pince, he heard hurried footprints and willed himself to wait crouched down until Pince got to the book, the distraction would make no sense if he somehow managed to run into her as he was trying to flee.

Hearing her angry mutters as she tried to discern what spell had been used to keep the cover of the book pried open Sirius took his chance and dashed towards the front of the library. Reaching the safety of the hallway he dashed behind the closest statue and waited until the door opened once more hoping against all hope that it was Remus. Alone.

Barely able to finish his thought the door flew open and out bursted the tawny-haired boy. Sirius darted out from behind the statue and they both made eye contact as they breathed heavily, listening to the still shrieking book before the door to the library completely muted the sound.

Sirius let loose his signature bark-like laughter before they turned to dash in the direction of the Gryffindor common room. Despite the fact that he must have had multiple nights where he'd completed similar pranks with both James and Peter the feeling he got as he and Remus ran through the halls, the other boy's hair flying widely round his face and even when he pressed his body against Remus' using the excuse of hiding them from a prefect doing their rounds, was entirely new.

Bursting through the common room slightly out of breathe he caught James' eye before purposively strolling with Remus up to their dorm room.

James caught the closing door as he surged inside their room with Peter hot on his trails. "What's up? Where were you?" James focused his question at Sirius and seemed to completely ignore the presence of the smaller boy slumped beside him on the ground.

"Library, mate." Sirius managed to breath out as he struggled to catch his breathe.

"Library's closed, Sirius. And doubt he'd be in the library after hours." James openly gestured to Remus incredulously even while sinking into a sitting position in front of Sirius.

Wordlessly, Remus produced a book from his bag with the air of someone unveiling a fantastic invention.

Leaning over, James and Peter both looked down from their position in the circle that had formed between the four boys.

"Moste Potente Potions," Peter breathed almost squealing in excitement as he turned to eye James.

"No way." James picked up the book carefully, his hazel flittering across the title of the book, the spine, and even going so far as to bring it up to his nose to take a quick sniff.

"Knock it off," Sirius threw his discarded robe over at the boy's direction. "You should've seen it James. Remus was brilliant, he managed to switch out the book with a lookalike and took off one of those annoying protection spells that Pince puts on anything worth reading."

"You?" James asked again looking up from the book to stare at Remus owlishly, Sirius was pleased to notice that James' voice had lost it's sneering quality and now seemed pleasantly surprised.

Remus laughed in the mischievous way that had filled the corridors as they ran back to the common room and flashed the boy a cheeky look. "I'm not as wet as I look."

James colored slightly before allowing his gaze to fall back on the cover the book. "Hmmm... Apparently not" he met Remus' eyes again before smiling slightly at him, the first smile Sirius noted, that James had ever bothered to direct at the boy.

"But-" James interrupted Remus' next comment, "Let's see how well you do with actually brewing these potions." He smirked quickly at his friends before opening the book and flipping through it.

"Who's the potion for?" Remus asked directing his gaze to Sirius.

"The school. It's for a new prank that we've been thinking of." Sirius answered truthfully as he walked over to his bed and began pulling off his school uniform.

Remus said nothing as the boys headed back to their beds to begin changing and getting ready for bed he caught Sirius' arm as he made to follow the other two boys into the bathroom. "It's not going to be dangerous, is it?" his wide amber eyes focused intently on Sirius' face as his top teeth sank into his plump, bottom lip.

"Of course, I go here you know. Wouldn't want to get expelled."

Remus seemed to calm instantly and as the four boys sank into their beds, they could still James pouring over the bags of the stolen book.

"Brilliant!" floated the still amazed voice of James through the darkness.

Sirius caught Remus' eye as the tawny haired boy shot him a wide grin, hair slightly tousled from their wild dash back to the Common room moments ago and his
cheeks flushed with a pleasant color, Sirius couldn't help but revisit his earlier musings. Remus was definitely extremely attractive.


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