A/N: OMG!! I'm so sorry people. This chapter was supposed to come out weeks ago, but my internet wouldn't work, and then my computer broke down, and then we had a laptop that didn't have the internet, and now it does have the internet, so it's all okay, and, to make up for the fact that it took so long, I already have another chapter written and ready to go, so that will be up soon as well, and I'm nearly done with Chapter 8, so that should be up soon as well!!
See, I didn't do nothing during my short break! ;)
Thank you all for being so patient with me.
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Chapter 6 – A Different Outlook on War
Thursday June 13th
There were another couple of days of training. And, just the same as always when they trained, Kaz watched from the sidelines, holding onto baby Scorpius, and watching with awe at the skill and precision.
Sometimes, when they have nothing else to do, the Twins, Haylee and Casey, also come in and watch Hermione and Draco practice their duelling skills. Every time they come and watch though, they always voice their opinions about how vicious it is, and wonder at how they could do this to each other if they truly loved each other as they say they do. Hermione and Draco always have the same reaction to these outbursts though; they roll their eyes and ignore it.
When they reach the Thursday, Hermione and Draco come down from the attic panting and sweating.
"We're going to have to wash these robes again before we use them after lunch." Hermione pointed out, smell the front of her own robe and grimacing. Draco did the same.
"I agree. These things stink."
Kaz laughed.
"You two always stink after training. It's a natural fact that sweat stinks." She commented. Hermione frowned at her.
"Thanks for stating the obvious for us." She grumbled, peeling off her outer robes and starting to fix sandwiches for the lot of them. As they ate, they were too tired to talk, so the three of them plus Hermione and Draco's sleeping baby, ate in silence, thinking.
Suddenly, as she was on her second sandwich (training really took it out of her), Hermione thought of a brilliant idea.
"Why don't we train using some old muggle weapons; ones that don't use technology or electricity to work, like swords and bows and arrows? If we really need to, we could even charm some old canons from somewhere to work." She announced. Draco thought about it for the moment.
"I like the sound of archery and swordplay, but I think the canon sounds a bit weird. You definitely have a point though. The purebloods won't know what they are, and if you hit a person in the right spot with a sword, you can kill them instantly. That way none of us will have to gather up the hate needed for an Avada Kedavra, but we can still seriously injure them." He expanded.
Hermione's eyes glinted in excitement.
"Exactly! And with magic we can make the swords lighter or heavier depending on who's wielding it, so we won't have the disadvantage of people using swords that are too big for them." Both Hermione and Draco were starting to get very excited about their new idea now.
"Of course, we'd have to test it out ourselves before we mention it to Harry and the Order, but I think it would help our chances immensely to be using things that purebloods don't know about." Draco explained. Hermione agreed.
"Very true. Don't purebloods know about swords?" She asked. Draco shook his head.
"Our earlier ancestors used them, but the later generations thought that they were above using muggle weapons, so the activity died out a couple of generations back. Do you have any swords or bows and arrows up there?" Draco pointed up to the ceiling, in the same direction of the attic. Hermione thought for a second.
"I'd have to look." She answered. And so, the three of them, with Kaz carrying Scorpius again, hurried upstairs to try and find swords, bows and arrows.
No swords were found, so Hermione grabbed a piece of wood and a piece of scrap metal, and transfigured them into two generic swords, adjusting them slightly to fit their owners. A little later on, Draco found two bows, and Kaz pointed out two quivers full of arrows. Draco searched around for a target for a couple of minuted, before giving up and picking up an old shoe, and transforming that into a generously sized target.
"There, all done. Considering I just put up that target, let's start with archery first." Draco suggested. Hermione raised her eyebrows as she started putting up the wards in front of Kaz and Scorpius again.
"Yes, boss." She called over her shoulder in an amused voice. Draco rolled his eyes and looked at the bow in his hands unsurely.
"Hey, Hermione, do you know how to do archery?" He asked. He hadn't really thought of this when he said it had been a good idea. Hermione laughed form behind him.
"Of course I do! Why do you think that we have bows and arrows? Dad used to take me archery practising all the time before I went to Hogwarts, so I might be a bit rusty." She answered, coming over a picking up her bow, and slinging her quiver of arrows over her shoulder.
"Okay, watch me first." Hermione ordered, pushing Draco off to the side slightly, and taking position in front of the target.
"Okay, first thing's first." She started. "You stand side on to the target, with your feet shoulder width apart." Draco imitated her from behind, except without the bow in his hand.
"Point your bow to the ground first, and get an arrow out of the quiver on your back." Still, Draco was imitating, pulling an imaginary arrow from his back as she did.
"Fit the arrow into the bow like so." She taught, showing him the fitted arrow. Draco was watching and learning quickly with great intensity. He really wanted to master this.
"Then, bring the bow up, and aim to the middle of the target." Draco brought up his imaginary bow and arrow with her own.
"And then, when you're ready, pull the arrow backwards slowly, still aiming at the target." Hermione instructed. Draco looked rather silly, pulling back nothing.
"And then, when you feel comfortable with your shot, let go." She finished, letting go of the arrow, where it hit the second to middle ring with enough force to drive it half way through. Neither Kaz nor Draco saw the arrow fly through the air, or hit the target, but they did hear the thud. Hermione frowned.
"Hmm, yes, still a bit rusty." She decided, going up to the target and pulling out the arrow. She turned back around to find Kaz and Draco staring at her with their mouths hanging open, or well, in Draco's case, as open as he was willing to let it without seeming like an idiot. He needed some dignity to hold onto.
Hermione looked between them worriedly.
"What?" She asked, effectively knocking them both out of their stupor.
"How the bloody hell did you do that?" Draco blurted out. Hermione and Kaz started laughing at him, and he just scowled at the latter, before turning back to the former with a slight sense of awe.
"I pulled the arrow back and let go." Hermione answered. Draco now turned his scowl on her.
"And you call that rusty?" He asked. Hermione nodded.
"Yeah, before I was in Hogwarts, I used to be able to get it in the middle circle all the time. Putting it in the second to middle circle for me is a bit rusty." She answered. Kaz raised her eyebrow at her.
"When you told me you did archery, you never told me you were that good." She commented. Hermione grinned.
"I'm humble, you know that." She replied. Draco snorted.
"Not when it comes to school work." He put in. Hermione hit him over the head.
"Thanks, love." She replied. Draco just scowled at her.
"Okay. My turn now?" He asked. Hermione nodded and moved him side on in front of the target.
"Okay, now, can you remember what I told you?" She asked. Draco nodded confidently.
"Okay, I want you to say it as you do it." She said, stepping out of harms way. Draco took a deep breath and pulled an arrow from the quiver on his back.
"Take out an arrow." He started. Then he fit the arrow to the bow.
"Fit the arrow." Draco then raised his bow to aim at the target.
"Aim." He recalled. Then he pulled the arrow back slowly.
"Pull the arrow back." Then he let it go.
"Fire." He said, lowering his bow as the arrow went thud halfway from the middle if the target.
Hermione started applauding.
"I'd clap too, Draco, but I have your kid in my arms. It's a bit difficult." Kaz announced. Draco winced at where it had landed and turned to face Hermione.
"How did I go?" He asked. Hermione laughed good-naturedly.
"That was brilliant for a first go. I remember I missed it completely on mine. You have talent Draco. You just have to work at it, just like everything else." She lectured. Draco smiled happily at her, knowing that he'd bested her first time round. Hermione rolled her eyes and went up to the target and pulled out his arrow.
"Take another arrow." She instructed. Draco pulled out another one of his arrows from his quiver. Hermione came up behind him.
"Fit the bow." She instructed again. Draco did as he was told. Hermione then put her hands on his arms and raised his bow with the fitted arrow.
"Okay, so now I'm going to guide you." Draco nodded and tried to concentrate on taking aim, but the feeling of having his fiancée pressed up against him was making him lose his mind slightly.
"You're distracting me." He muttered. Hermione chuckled.
"It's good practice." She shot back. Draco groaned and tried again to make his mind do the task.
As much as she could, Hermione fit her arm around Draco, and put it on his wrist, as she couldn't reach his hand.
"Okay, I'm going to pull the arrow back slowly." She whispered in his ear.
"You aren't making this any easier." Draco gritted his teeth and tried to push her presence away. Hermione chuckled quietly again.
"That's the point. If you're going to be distracted on the battle field, then you may as well start training that way from the word go." She whispered again. Draco scowled.
"Fine. What next?" He asked. He could practically feel Hermione's smirk.
"Pull the arrow back." She murmured, just as slowly as she pulled back his arm.
"Take aim at the target." She instructed quietly. Draco's brain was entirely clear yet, but he was getting there. At least he was hearing her instructions well. Her soft scent of roses wasn't helping his lust addled brain either. He pushed that thought away and focused solely on the target. And when he heard Hermione whisper, "let go", that was just what he did.
Hermione and Draco watched he arrow hit it's target, three rings from the middle. A lot closer than it had been before. Draco grinned like an idiot and turned around and kissed her, hard. Hermione squealed in surprise before giggling a bit and returning it, wrapping her arms around his neck as he picked her up off the ground and twirled her in a circle.
"Thank you, my dear." He whispered as he put her on the ground again.
"No problem. Maybe we'll have to work on different distractions next time." She answered, mischievous smile lighting up her face. Draco looked scared for a moment, before going back to smiling again.
"Can I try it by myself again now?" He asked. Hermione smiled.
"Of course you can."
So, Draco took up his position again and went through the motions. When he let the arrow go, this time it landed just outside where it was supposed to be.
"Well done! You really are getting good at this." Hermione praised. Draco turned to her with a self-satisfied smirk.
"As if I wouldn't be any good at this." He mentioned. Hermione raised an eyebrow at his conceitedness and shook her head.
"Now do that again ten times fast." She instructed. Draco gaped at her.
"You want me to what?" He asked. Hermione grinned, and picked up her bow again, as her quiver was still on her back, walked to the front of the target.
"I want you to be able to do this." She repeated, before demonstrating. She fired off ten arrows, all within thirty seconds, and all hit the middle ring.
Hermione smiled to herself.
"There we go, that's better." She muttered to herself, obviously referring to the placement of her arrows on the target. This time, as she walked up at collect her arrows, she could sense Draco's gasp of disbelief, and Kaz's smirk of amusement.
She turned back to see just that. Hermione walked back up to where Draco was standing and motioned him forward.
"Go on, then, Mr. High and Mighty." She challenged. Draco was never one to back down from a challenge, but this one he knew he could not win.
"There is no way I could do that!" He exclaimed. Hermione smirked in triumph.
"I know that. And that is why you will practise speeding up your shots." She instructed, before conjuring a jug of water and three glasses, pouring herself and Kaz one.
"Where's mine?" Draco asked.
"Speed up your shots first." Hermione answered, enjoying the feel of winning one over on him for once. Draco grumbled and started trying to speed up using his bow and arrow. By the time half an hour was up, Draco was really starting to get things going faster. He was able to make four shots (not all in the centre circle) before he screwed up the fifth. Hermione applauded.
"Well done. You can have a drink now." She allowed, a quiet little smirk playing on her lips as she held out a cup. Draco disregarded it and drank his fill from the jug. Hermione raised her eyebrows at his manners and shook her head.
"Are you going to join me now?" He asked.
"Do I look like I need the practice?" She asked. Draco frowned.
"You said yourself you were rusty." He answered, smirking. Hermione rolled her eyes and frowned.
"Fine. If you really want me up there and holding your hand, then I will." She sighed, getting up and walking up to him. Now it was Draco's turn to roll his eyes.
"Stop complaining." He muttered, before facing the target again and trying to get all of his shots in the centre circle. Hermione watched him for a few shots, before coming up behind him again.
"When you release the arrow, I want you to release your breath at the same time." She instructed. Draco nodded, focusing intently on the target and taking a deep breath, before letting it out as he let go of the arrow. It hit the middle circle.
Draco turned to Hermione and started laughing.
"That's brilliant! Thanks!" He exclaimed, hugging her tightly.
"That's okay." Hermione replied, laughing lightly at his reaction.
"You are good Draco; you just have to keep practising, like with everything else." Draco nodded before kissing her lightly and pulling away.
"Why don't we start on sword play now?" Draco suggested. Hermione nodded and picked up her sword off the floor, while putting down her bow and quiver of arrows. Draco followed suit. He positioned her in front of him.
"Okay. How much do you know about swordplay?" Draco asked. Hermione frowned.
"Not much. I mean, I've never learnt before." She answered. Draco nodded.
"Okay, I'm going to have to show you some basic moves." He replied, speaking more to himself than to her. "My mother would be so much better at teaching you than I am." She heard him mutter.
"Why?" She asked. Draco shrugged.
"She was the one that taught me." He answered.
"Really?" Hermione asked, slightly surprised. Narcissa didn't really strike her as the swordplay-type.
"Yeah; she taught me when Lucius wasn't around. I was never allowed to know anything or be able to use anything to do with Muggles." Draco answered, swinging the sword in a circle around them. "Alright, so we're going to have to put safety charms on these things because I don't really want to lose an arm or a leg."
Hermione frowned at him for the obvious jab at her lack of knowledge about swordplay, and applied the appropriate charms to her sword, making it danger-safe.
"Mother also said it would come in handy someday; obviously she was right." Draco commented. Hermione nodded in agreement.
"Okay, so the first thing we are going to learn. . ." Draco started, and then it snowballed off from there. For the next couple of hours, Draco taught Hermione some basic moves and, slowly, they progressed in speed as Hermione quickly learnt how to properly use her sword with skill and precision. At five o'clock, the two of them stop, absolutely worn out.
"Alright! I'm done!" Draco called, dropping his sword to the ground, with Hermione quickly following suit.
"I need a shower. I smell really bad." Hermione commented. Draco screwed up his nose.
"I know you do." He replied. Hermione glared at him and punched him weakly in the arm, with Kaz laughing at the comment in the background.
"Let's go down, my love. Then we can shower, and eat, and go have our long awaited sleep." Draco announced, slinging his arm over Hermione's shoulder as she took down the wards. The three of them plus the sleeping baby made their way down the stairs from the attic, where they split up, Draco and Hermione to the shower, and Kaz and Scorpius down tho the Lounge Room.
Three quarters of an hour later, the two came back down again, dressed and clean again, ready for dinner.
"Oh good, you two are down already. Can you please help me with dinner?" Mrs. Granger called from the kitchen. Hermione groaned.
"Coming!" She yelled back, and both she and Draco shuffled their way into the kitchen, ready to help cook.
"What do you need us to do?" Hermione asked. Mrs. Granger glanced their way for a moment before turning her gaze back to the steaks on the stove.
"I need you to look after the steaks, they're nearly done, and Draco could you please get the chips out of the oven, they should be done, and then set the table for me?" She asked.
"Um, Mrs. Granger? I don't know how to use the oven." Draco muttered, ashamed at his lack of knowledge on Muggle appliances. Mrs. Granger looked slightly shocked for a moment, before remembering that Draco grew up in a family that hated muggles.
"Oh! Yes, that's right. Hermione, can you teach him, I need to do the drinks." Mrs. Granger instructed. Hermione nodded and smiled at Draco warmly.
"Don't worry love; they're fairly easy to use. This dial here is how you turn it on, but all you have to do is take it out." Hermione pointed out. Draco opened the door and went to grab the tray inside, when Hermione grabbed his hand, saying, "No!"Draco looked at her strangely.
"What?" He asked. Hermione took in a deep breath.
"They tray is going to be very hot. Like, untouchable, hot. You need to use an oven mitt." She informed. Draco nodded in understanding once, and took his hand away from the inside of the oven. Hermione handed him an oven mitt, and he put that on one of his hands.
"Only use the hand with the mitt on it to grab the tray, otherwise you could end up with 3rd degree burns." Hermione instructed, watching the steaks and Draco with a practiced eye. The Twins used to burn their hands on the stove all the time, while Hermione helped her mother cook.
"There we go." Draco announced, as he put the tray on the granite kitchen bench with a smirk on his lips. Hermione rolled her eyes, and grabbed the pan with the steaks in it.
"Watch out, this is hot too." She announced, turning around and putting the pan next to the tray of chips.
"Now we just have to dish it out. I'll do that, while you set the table." Hermione ordered, and Draco nodded in agreement, grabbing the knives and forks out of the drawer, where he had seen them earlier.
When they had both finished, Hermione and Draco grabbed their dinners, and went to their spots at the table.
"Dinner!" Mrs. Granger called out the doorway, and soon four sets of footsteps could be heard making their way to the dinner table. Kaz came in first, and put Scorpius in his high chair in between Hermione and Draco before seating herself on Hermione's other side. Next came the twins, both just hanging up on their friends after copious amounts of goodbyes, and then came in Mr. Granger, breathing in the smell of the steaks and sighing.
"Nothing like a good steak for dinner." He announced, seating himself beside Mrs. Granger and Haylee.
Dinner was eaten quickly and without much talking on Draco and Hermione's half; training physically all day was certainly taking its toll on them and they were starving. When they were done, Hermione took their plates up to the sink to be washed and excused herself and Draco, saying they were much too tired to do anything else than sleep for the rest of the night, and they took Scorpius up with them to their shared room after saying good night to everyone.
"I'm going to feed Scorpius. I'll be back in a few minutes." Hermione announced, once they were in their room. Draco smiled at her tiredly and nodded, stripping down and getting into his pyjamas.
Hermione, as promised, came out of the bathroom a few minutes later with a sleeping Scorpius, and tucked him into his crib for the night, before getting changed into her own pyjamas. She turned towards the bed to find Draco staring at her with a content look on his face.
"What?" Hermione asked, slightly self-consciously. Draco just smiled at her and shook his head, patting the bed beside him invitingly. Hermione walked over and got in beside him, snuggling close and sighing.
"I love you." Draco murmured, breathing in the scent of her hair and breathing out again.
"I love you too." Hermione replied, leaning up and kissing him softly. Together, both of them snuggled down into the blankets and fell asleep, ready for the next day.
-Friday June 14th
Draco and Hermione woke up the next morning, bright and early and ready to start training again, but not before performing their usual morning rituals, and dressing Scorpius.
They took him down stairs, where they saw Kaz and ate breakfast together. They trained, like they had the day before, with swords and bows and arrows, for the rest of the week, finishing early on Sunday so they could back their bags, ready to go to Malfoy Manor the next day.
On the Sunday, while they were having a break from training, a thought occurred to Hermione.
"Draco, do you have swords at your house?" She asked. Draco swallowed and stalled slightly in his answer.
"Yes, but they might be too dangerous for you to use." He answered delicately. Hermione looked at him quizzically for a moment, before understanding shone through her face.
"Oh, because I'm muggle born and every thing in your house seems to be muggleborn- repellent." She realised. Draco winced slightly, just enough to be noticed, and nodded.
"That's okay, Draco, I'll just bring my transfigured one." Hermione shrugged it off. Draco nodded, not liking how his house was so adverse to his fiancée.
That night, after dinner, Hermione and Draco talk to Hermione's parents about bringing the bows and arrows with them to Malfoy Manor.
"Only if you take good care of them and don't hurt each other, or anyone else for that matter, with them." Mrs. Granger agreed. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"We've been using them for a couple of days now, and how could you think I would hurt anyone with them? I'm brilliant at archery." Hermione asked. Mrs. Granger smiled and cupped her daughters' cheek.
"It's just something a mother has to say dear. I did go to your competitions; I know how good you are at archery." She answered. Hermione frowned, but nodded, and went to collect the bows and arrows from the attic to pack away in their trunks.
Monday came the next day, and tearful goodbyes accompanied it.
"Don't worry, Draco, Scorpius and I will be fine with Narcissa. I'll send you a letter when it's time for you to take Scorpius and how the war is going as often as I can. We'll be fine." Hermione tried to reassure her parents, but she really felt like she was reassuring herself.
"If you say so, dear. We'll contact Kaz when it's time as well and bring her here. We love you." Mrs. Granger added, pulling her daughter into a hug, but being careful not to squash her grandson as she did so.
"You take care of my daughter and grandson, son." Mr. Ganger said to Draco, shaking his hand tightly. Draco nodded.
"Of course, sir. I'd do anything to keep them alive." Draco replied. When Draco had finished his goodbye to Mr. Granger, Kaz launched herself at him.
"I can't hug Hermione like this because of Scorp, so you'll just have to do." She answered his unasked question, her voice slightly muffled because her face was buried in his shoulder.
"Take care of yourself, Kaz." Draco said, patting her awkwardly on the back with one of his hands. The other was on her waist.
"You take care of all of them, or I'll hunt you down, got that?" She threatened weakly. She had tears running down her face. Draco chuckled slightly and hugged her tighter.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of all of them." Draco answered.
"I love you too, Mum." Hermione answered. Kissing her Mum and moving to say goodbye to her dad.
"You take care of yourself, hey sweetie?" He asked. Hermione smiled.
"Of course, just like I always do." She answered. Again Hermione was swept up in a hug, this time by her father, and he kissed her on the forehead, smiling weakly at her.
"Don't get hurt, can you promise me that?" He asked her. Hermione smiled back at him, worried about the scared look in his eye, but she didn't answer. Mr. Granger closed his eyes and hugged her tightly again, being careful about Scorpius.
"I love you, kiddo." He muttered. Hermione felt tears stinging the sides of her eyes and tried to choke them back.
"I love you too Dad." She whispered. "I love you too."
"Well, I guess this is goodbye until you two get back." Haylee and Casey said to Draco. Draco turned towards them and nodded.
"We should be back within the year, maybe sooner, maybe longer. It's not really up to us." He answered. The Twins nodded and took deep breaths.
"I'm sure you've heard this already, but take care of our little sister and our nephew. And yourself too. We see how happy you make her. We'd hate to see what she would be like if anything happened to you." Haylee requested. Draco nodded, looking slightly awed at the twins' perceptiveness.
"Of course." He answered. The Twins nodded and each hugged him in turn, shocking Draco slightly.
"Despite how horrible we may have been to you, we're kinda glad you're in the family." Casey said, somewhat hesitantly.
"Thanks." Draco replied slowly. The Twins nodded and walked away, going over to their sister.
"Hey, Hermione, be careful. As much as we've been the worst sisters ever, we don't want you getting hurt." Haylee announced. Hermione stood, shocked, as Draco had been, and smiled.
"Aww, thanks for caring." Hermione said, hugging her sisters to her with one arm. Haylee and Casey hugged her back, before kissing Scorpius on the forehead, and stepping back. This allowed time for Kaz to jump in.
"Hermione! I love you! Take care of yourself and your family! I don't want anything happening to any of you!" Kaz cried, wrapping her arms around Hermione's neck and hugging her tightly, momentarily forgetting about Scorpius nestled in Hermione's arms.
"Oh no!" She yelled, jumping back and inspecting the baby, who appeared not to have been bothered in the slightest by the intrusion into his personal space. "I didn't hurt him did I?" Kaz asked. Hermione laughed.
"No, he's fine. He's just sleeping." Hermione answered. Kaz put her hand to her heart.
"Good. I'll miss you Hermione." She said, this time hugging her softly. Hermione hugged her back as best she could, and started crying again.
"I'll miss you too Kaz. My parents will come and get you when it's time, to, um, leave, I guess. I'll see you then." Hermione replied, haltingly because of her silent tears. The two friends pulled back from each other and saw that the other was also crying and started laughing, wiping the tears from their eyes.
"Oh Draco, do be careful. I don't want anything happening to you." Mrs. Granger said, pulling Draco into her arms and hugging him tightly.
"I'll be careful, Mrs. Granger. I'll take care of Hermione and Scorpius as well." He replied, hugging her tightly. This woman had treated him like her own son, even after everything that he had gone through with Hermione.
"I love you, Draco. I can't wait until you truly are a member of the family." She muttered. Draco could feel tears coming to his eyes, but fought them back, not wanting to cry in front of her.
"Thank you, Mrs. Granger, thank you." He answered. Mrs. Granger smiled and pulled back, giving him a quick kiss on the forehead and patting his arm, before pulling away completely, and wiping her eyes of her tears.
Draco walked over to Hermione and wrapped his arm around her waist, bringing her closer to him.
"We better got going, love." He muttered to her. The two of them were facing Hermione's family, with the fireplace behind them. Hermione nodded and wiped her eyes again.
"I love you all. We'll see you again as soon as possible." She promised. The family and Kaz nodded; Mrs. Granger and Kaz wiping tears from their eyes, and Mr. Granger watching on sadly with the Twins. Draco and Hermione shrunk their trunks to put them in their pockets, and turned to face the fireplace.
"Off to my place. Oh joy." Draco muttered, before saying a final goodbye and tossing floo powder into the fire and calling out, "Malfoy Manor!" into the air, and disappearing in a vibrant green whoosh.
"I love you guys and I'll see you all soon." Hermione said once again, before putting a piece of cloth over Scorpius face and following Draco into the floo.
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