It's been like 5 MONTHS since I updated. Sorry about that. I hope you readers are still out there.
Hermione didn't want to get up from the bed the moment she woke up. Christmas was going to be here later at midnight. She didn't want to think about Malfoy or Terrence at the moment. The situation was too confusing to comprehend – even for her. If only love could be studied, Hermione thought, but she knew it was a journey she had to experience herself. She threw on a white shirt and jeans, wanting to go nowhere. She didn't see Malfoy as she passed through their common room and was glad for it. Although, she would want to plant her lips on his and remain like that forever.
She walked around the Hogwarts castle, listening to the Christmas carols floating in the air and Peeves bellowing in the distance. This was where she, Ron, and Harry grew. She learned so many things here that she would never forget in a lifetime. She went to the snow-covered Quidditch field and smiled, remembering they way she would cheer frantically for Harry and Ron during games. She didn't stay long because of the cold. She went back to her room and took a neatly wrapped package for her drawer and left. She went to Hagrid's hut, figuring he could use some company.
"'Mione! Come in! Ye' must be cold." Hagrid said cheerfully when he saw Hermione. Hermione smiled at Hagrid as she sat on a chair. Hagrid summoned one of his famous pies and served it to Hermione with a hot mug of chocolate.
"Blimey!" Hagrid exclaimed, his wide eyes looking at Hermione.
"What is it, Hagrid?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"It's just that I forgot how yer've grown so much!" Hagrid said, looking sentimental. "It was as if just yesterday you, 'Arry and Ron been asking me 'bout Nicolas Flamel!"
"Time is fast and unpredictable," Hermione smiled, remembering Malfoy.
"Yev got that right. Blimey…this is yer last year in 'Ogwarts, ain't it?" Hagrid confirmed, looking sad.
"Oh, Hagrid! We promise we'll visit often and we'll never forget you." Hermione promised, feeling the impact just now that they wouldn't be staying in Hogwarts for so long anymore and never get to eat in the Great Hall again.
"Ah well, it's Christmas. No need ter get all sloppy now, eh?" Hagrid laughed, wiping his eyes with his sleeves. "So 'ows Ron and 'Arry?"
"They're fine; enjoying the days of You-Know-Who free." Hermione laughed. Hermione felt great to be with Hagrid. They talked and talked, reminiscing about the good old, dangerous days and now here they were, having a good laugh. They talked about everything as if cherishing the moment that the Trio may never be able to step in Hagrid's hut again and see his bizarre pets. After an hour or two, Hermione bid her goodbye, saying she had to go.
"Well, 'am glad you visited me, 'Mione. Wait. I 'ave something fer you 'ere." Hagrid said, rummaging through a chest. He fished out a book and handed it to Hermione.
"It's fer Ron and 'Arry too. It's for you three. It's an album. 'Ave been saving all these pictures since you blokes came in yer first day of 'Ogwarts. I scribbled some things too. Figured yer three might like to 'ave it to make yer remember 'Ogwarts." Hagrid said, handing Hermione a red leather bound album which felt heavy on her hands. Hermione smiled, wondering what the three of them might find in there.
"Thank you, Hagrid." Hermione hugged their giant friend, trying not to cry.
"Here. It's for you." Hermione handed Hagrid the wrapped package. It was a book Hermione bought. It was the biggest and the latest book on wizarding animals all over the world. It contained every detail on the smallest germ and Hermione figured Hagrid would like it. Hagrid carefully stashed it under his Christmas tree.
"'Erry Christmas, 'Mione!" Hagrid waved as Hermione headed back to the castle.
"Merry Christmas to you too, Hagrid!" Hermione grinned.
Hermione wandered the Hogwarts castle again, feeling sentimental. She would be leaving soon and it felt so weird after all they've been through. Hogwarts wasn't just a school or home for Hermione. It was her friend. She couldn't believe she would be leaving it so soon. Hermione passed by the infirmary and hesitated. She went in and saw Terrence lying on the bed, staring at nothing.
"Terrence," Hermione whispered, her heart breaking at the thought of his paralysis.
"Hey," Terrence smiled. She didn't know what was worse – Terrence being nice to her even after all she did or being mean to her which she deserved.
Hermione didn't know what to say next. What was she supposed to say? She crashed, torn between Terrence and her love for Malfoy.
"Do you love me?" Terrence asked softly. It wasn't sharp or haughty or angry but it seemed like Terrence just wanted to know an honest answer.
"Yes," Hermione said, looking at his beautiful face.
"But not the way you love Malfoy," Terrence stated. His eyes looked sad but understanding.
"Yes," Hermione repeated, more sadly this time. Terrence took a deep breath and gazed at Hermione as if he was absorbing every inch of her.
"First year, I hated you in a childish way. Second year, I still did because you were so brave and I wasn't. Third year, I began to change…I saw you in a different way but I was still in denial." Terrence whispered. "Fourth year, I hate Viktor Krum for taking you to the Yule Ball. Fifth year, I finally knew it…I was in love with you. Sixth year, my feelings for you became stronger but I was still a coward…I was ready to tell you how I felt but Voldemort got in the way and well, we both know what happened."
A small part of Hermione wished he wasn't saying all this.
"And even though I finally told you what I felt…Draco was the one who stole your heart." Terrence said, his voice hard. "If I could just have you, I wouldn't care about not being able to move at all."
Hermione felt the floor underneath her wobble. She didn't know anymore. Terrence. Draco. It was all too overwhelming for her to choose.
"I'll be back." Hermione said, unable to take anymore and ran out of the infirmary. Terrence didn't even look at her go, unable to move. Somehow, that made Hermione hurt even more. Hermione walked around, lost, not knowing where to go. She'd normally go to the library, her comfort zone but she was sure there was no book about love. Dumbledore would help but how embarrassing that would be for her.
The brightest wizard of her age had no answers.
She strolled around the castle, trying to forget everything. She went in each classroom, laughing at the accidents and the fascination learning new spells. She went to the tower and remembered when she stormed out, unable to accept that she was failing Trewlaney's class.
She smiled as she went in the Greenhouse; the only class Neville was exemplary. Hermione then headed to the Potions Room. She sat on her chair and caressed the table. She remembered when Ron's hair was static because of an accident. She remembered the way Snape disliked her for being outstanding. She remembered how jealous she was of Harry because at one point just because he was better than her at Potions at that time.
"Ms. Granger, to what may I owe the pleasure?" A voice droned. Hermione flinched and abruptly stood up and turned to see Snape standing on the door, surprised to see Hermione.
"P-Professor…I w-was just…" Hermione stuttered, caught off guard.
"Does your mind wish to know more knowledge than it already does? Is this simply an act of conceitedness to show off more of your intelligent mind by studying during Christmas?" Snape said icily.
Hermione couldn't find it in herself to hate Snape like she did before. Not after when Harry told them about Snape and Lily Potter. She figured the arrogance was just a mask.
"No, Professor. I was just thinking." Hermione managed a smile and sat down on her desk and stared at the board.
Snape's cloak billowed behind him as he shuffled in a cabinet.
"What are you doing here on Christmas, sir?" Hermione asked, feeling odd to ask this to Snape. Then again, she wondered if this was how he spent his Christmas every year, in his own class.
"I don't see how it is any of your business, Ms. Granger unless to which you wish to know everything in this world." Snape remarked.
"No sir. It's just odd to be here when Christmas is so near." Hermione blurted out, thinking she should be with Malfoy…or Terrence. Her mind ached as she tried to shake it off.
"A lot of things are odd, Ms. Granger. For example, this rumor I heard that you and Draco are…together." Snape said, his voice hard. Hermione thought he saw a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"Odd, it is, but it's true…maybe not any more…I don't know." Hermione said, frustrated. The thought that this conversation was embarrassing did not register in her head. She was too frustrated and lost.
"I always pegged you to be with the Weasley not with Draco…and I certainly didn't expect Draco to like a…" Snape's voice trailed off as if the word would hurt him.
"Mudblood," Hermione finished for him with a smile. "I-I know about Lily Potter, sir." Hermione admitted.
"Potter of course, would tell you and the Weasley, I would expect." Snape said coldly. Hermione remained silent, wondering if she should regret telling that.
"It's true. I loved Lily Potter…though our differences set us aside. She was a Gryffindor and I was a Slytherin." Snape looked pained then caught himself and glared at Hermione.
"You sacrificed your life to protect Harry…for Lily," Hermione whispered.
"Yes, I did." Snape croaked. "Many things I would have done for Lily…to be with her but the world wasn't that easy. I sacrificed many, many things but in the end… Although, I don't have any regrets." Snape's expression matched Hermione's sadness.
"I'm so sorry," Hermione whispered.
"Leave now, Ms. Granger." Snape said in a dead voice, not angry or happy. Hermione stood up and did something that surprised them both. Hermione hugged Snape who was too shocked to say something.
Hermione left go immediately and said, "For what it's worth Professor, I think Lily Potter loves you all the same."
Hermione left before Snape could recover from his shock.
Hermione stopped running away from Terrence and Malfoy. She let her mind emerge in it all. She went to the owelry and sat there, thinking and thinking. She knew it was painful, choosing Terrence or Malfoy. However, she didn't avoid the thoughts anymore. She pondered every detail. She stayed in the owelry until night time fell. She stood up and realized she was soaked with tears. She walked back to her dorm. People were excited that Christmas was 4 hours away. However, she knew what she was about to decide.
"Hermione," Malfoy stood up from the couch as If he'd been expecting her. He looked pained too. He was so beautiful, Hermione thought.
"It's 4 hours until Christmas," Hermione forced a smile. They both sat on the floor by the fireplace. Hermione rested on Malfoy's shoulder and their fingers laced through each other's.
"I've been thinking and I know you have to decide," Malfoy said, his voice heavy. The tears started flowing again.
"Draco," Hermione whispered, loving the way his name fell from her lips. Malfoy shifted to make Hermione face him. His blonde hair gently fell over his eyes and his grey eyes gazed at Hermione.
"Let's go make love, Hermione," Malfoy whispered with so much intensity.
"What?" Hermione asked, surprised. "D-Draco—"
"I know you're going to choose Terrence over me," Malfoy said sadly. Hermione stared, crying. She was dumbfounded, shocked and so much more.
"I know because you have a good heart, Hermione. I know because you're an amazing, beautiful person. You have a good heart." Malfoy said, staring intently at her. Hermione felt the love between them that somehow made it painful.
"Draco," Hermione whispered, not knowing what to exactly say. Instead, she brought her lips to his. She was surprised he could read her. Yes, she was going to choose Terrence over Malfoy no matter how painful it was. She had to make a sacrifice like what Snape did. It was her happiness in trade for someone. Their kiss became more passionate. Hermione knew she wanted this. She wanted this before she would never be able to be in his arms again.
Hermione lifted off his shirt. He was beautiful as always. They kissed again and Hermione could taste her tears. Sacrifices, Hermione thought. Malfoy carried her in his arms and led her to his bed, never stopping to kiss her. Their kisses were gentle and passionate. They held each other as if the world would end. They touched each other as if fearing to never feel this again. Hermione felt joy and pain at the same time. Sacrifices. All sacrifices. She had to sacrifice. Sacrifice her happiness, her life, her love…
"You're beautiful," Malfoy whispered as he kissed her once again.
"I love you so, so much," Hermione said, caressing his cheek.
"I love you too, Hermione," Malfoy whispered. Hermione cherished those words because she knew she will never hear it again.
• • • • • •
Malfoy was sleeping beside her. She wanted to touch him like he did last night but she knew she couldn't. She could no longer kiss his lips and touch his face. She put her clothes on and looked at Malfoy for the last time. She was happy and sad at the same time.
She freshened up, trying to already remember the feel of Malfoy's lips on hers, his touch… The tears didn't come anymore Her heart would always belong to Malfoy but for now, she had to sacrifice. It was done. It was all done. She wasn't with Malfoy anymore. It was all over. She didn't belong to him nor did he belong to her. It was done.
She changed and went to the infirmary. As she walked, she knew she could never turn back.
"Hey," Hermione greeted Terrence with a sad smile. Terrence gazed at her.
"I love you," Terrence whispered.
"I love you too," Hermione cried, unable to hold on any longer. The pain, the sadness, the grief, the sorrow…she couldn't hold all of them. It was painful but she didn't regret it. Sacrifices.
• • • • • • 1 month later • • • • • •
School came back soon and Hermione slowly recovered. Her heart was scarred but she was better than she was a month ago. The school was lively again and for a while, the school buzzed about Hermione being with Terrence rather than Draco but the gossip died down. Ron and Harry didn't question Hermione but was happy for her all the same. Hermione began to raise her hand in her classes again. She eventually was able to talk merrily like a normal girl and laugh with her friends. She visited Terrence in the infirmary when she could, telling him tales of what was happening in Hogwarts. They talked and talked and even laugh.
Hermione had to admit it was hard at first. She didn't talk much when she was with Terrence at first but now, they were great together. He seemed so happy and bright when she was there. She would tell him anything bizarre and they would talk for hours until Hermione had to go.
Another part of her still ached for Draco. She couldn't help it. She would see him in the hallways or in the dorm and he would see her. Their eyes would meet and that's when Hermione felt something squeeze her heart. They steer cleared of each other's way. It was painful but maybe it was for the best because Hermione didn't know if she could take talking to him and not being able to kiss him. She still loves Draco…She never stopped.
When she and Terrence would talk and one would accidentally bring up Draco, Hermione's expression looked pained. She tried to shake it away but she knew at some times Terrence caught that expression but didn't say anything. It hadn't happen only once. One time, she would listen to the Quidditch game with Terrence hear something like, "Draco Malfoy is on the Snitch's tail!" and Hermione would look rigid then compose herself.
"Do you still love him?" Terrence asked softly.
"Don't be silly," Hermione laughed but didn't answer the question. Terrence didn't press for more.
Another weird thing was during Potions class, Snape would look at Hermione in disappointment and maybe in understanding too. Hermione knew what it felt to sacrifice for others. Perhaps, Snape had hoped that Hermione would have also been allowed to be the one whom she truly loves? Hermione didn't know and tried to shrug it off. She would sometimes catch herself watching Draco…remembering the way they kissed and laughed and talked. Some other times, she would also catch Draco watching her, maybe thinking of the same thing.
Hermione went in her dorm and froze when Draco was doing his assignment by the fireplace. She never failed to be shock when she sees him. Was it the pain or the joy? Maybe both.
She nodded curtly at him and sat across him. She needed to do her assignments to but it was hard not to look up now and then at his beautiful figure. Hermione forced her head down to concentrate on her assignment.
"Hermione," A voice said. Hermione snapped her head back up to see Draco gazing at her, a longing in his voice. Hermione gazed at his gray eyes.
"I missed you," Draco admitted, managing a grin. Hermione wanted to laugh at his grin but stopped herself. Once she started, she knew she might not be able to stop herself from being with him.
"I just wanted you to know, I'd do anything until I can say those 3 words again," Draco made a small smile. Hermione forced a smile. She knew no matter how great that sounded, it would never happen.
"I have to go," Hermione said, going to her room. She let herself go and cried. She was allowed to cry. Besides, it was a long time since she longed for Draco.
Hermione went to the infirmary first thing in the morning, just to forget about last night.
"—he's mad!" Terrence laughed. Hermione looked back and Terence and laughed. She tried her best to listen but her mind kept wandering back to Draco.
"It's Draco, isn't it?" Terrence sighed. Hermione felt alarmed. She should have controlled herself.
"No, Terrence. No." Hermione smiled, caressing his face then remembering just how like it was he touched Malfoy's face. She cringed.
"I'm not blind, Hermione." Terrence said softly. "I see the way you react when you hear his name."
"I-I'm sorry." Hermione stuttered, ashamed.
"Don't be sorry." Terrence said. "It's love." Hermione didn't say anything.
"I know you still love him. I can see it. You may love me but it's not like how you love Malfoy." Terrence said, taking her hand with his hand that wasn't paralyzed and kissed it.
"I don't want to see you so sad like this," Terrence whispered, meeting Hermione's gaze.
"I'm not. I'm happy." Hermione said. It was true in a way.
"No you're not. I can see it. I love you and I don't want to see you sad. Go back to Draco. You deserve it." Terrence whispered. Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing. She felt nothing and everything all at once.
"D-Don't be stupid." Hermione sputtered.
"No. I mean it. Draco will make you happy more than I ever will." Terrence said with a smile. Hermione didn't know what to say, didn't know what to think.
"I will always love you, Hermione. I hate seeing you this way. I want you to be happy because you deserve it. You're too good for me. I can't even imagine how beautiful your heart is. Your selfless, admiring, kind and, brave heart. I will always love you, always. Go to Draco. He's waiting for you." Terrence said with a genuine smile.
"T-Terrence. I'm not leaving you alone." Hermione stammered. She couldn't believe it. What about him? Who would take care of him? She was all he had. She couldn't… She already decided on that a long time ago but she still couldn't believe what he was saying.
"I won't be alone. My mom and my little brother are coming to get me today. They're going to take care of me at home. Dumbledore said he arranged for me to continue my education at home. I think I could be a writer with one hand." Terrence smiled at Hermione, expecting her to smile too. However, Hermione could only stare, her eyes wide.
"W-why? H-How? N-No…T-Terrence," Hermione stammered, unable to say anything coherent. Hermione closed her eyes and took a deep breath and opened her eyes.
"You're leaving? Why? Terrence…" Hermione said, at least able to get a few words out.
"Draco came here one day." Terrence started and caught Hermione's expression again. "He thanked me for making you happy. He talked to my family to at least visit their son. Draco said he thought I deserved it. My family called and we talked. Truthfully, we cried on the phone. My mom told me she was sorry and that she should have called sooner. She decided it was time to set things right and that she wanted me to come home if I would allow it."
Hermione couldn't believe on word he was saying.
"I miss them and I want to start a new life with them. We'll be both happy this way. I won't be alone anymore so you don't have to worry about me." Terrence said sincerely.
"I can't leave you," Hermione said, distracted.
"I love you so much Hermione but you're not that happy with me. Go look for Draco. He doesn't know about my leaving. Go. Be happy with him." Terrence smiled.
Hermione was torn between asking if this was a joke or crying.
"Will you be okay?" Hermione asked, looking into his eyes.
"I will be. Somehow, I'm happy about this. I won't be with you but let's face it, I think we both know you were almost meant for Draco. I'm happy, Hermione and I hope you will be too." Terrence smiled.
"You do know I still love you right?" Hermione whispered. It was true. She loved him but maybe it wasn't an intimate kind of love. She loved her as a dear friend.
"And you know I love you," Terrence said. "Go to Draco. Be happy." Hermione knew it was real. It was no joke. She felt a bursting emotion of happiness inside her. She bent down and kiss Terrence's forehead and smiled at him.
"Go," Terrence said with a grin. Hermione grinned back and ran out of the infirmary.
She couldn't believe this was happening. She ran and ran, the goofy grin not going away from her face. She wanted to kiss Draco and hold him and laugh with him and be with him. Maybe forever.
"Hermione?" Ron asked as Hermione ran by. Hermione couldn't stop and talk. She had to find Draco. She ran to their dorm and much to her frustration, he wasn't there. She ran around, just hoping to find him and not even using logic to where he might be. She was so happy. She could be the one she truly loved at last. Draco…her blonde hair and gray eyes his voice, it made Hermione run faster. Where was that git? Didn't he know she wanted to kiss him so badly? To hug him so badly? Of course, he probably didn't but Hermione wanted to make sure he will know it. She felt like flying.
"Where's Draco?" Hermione asked breathlessly to Pansy and Blaise who were in a corridor.
"Slow down. Why?" Blaise said. Hermione couldn't calm down. How could she? She wasn't in control but maybe it was a good thing. Nevertheless, the only thing she cared about was telling Draco.
"Where is he?" Hermione breathed, agitated.
"He was heading to the Great Hall—" Hermione already ran their before Blaise could finish.
She was crazy, running like a mad woman. It was love that made her do this. She wanted to be with him and the sooner the better.
"Draco!" Hermione called as she spotted his blonde hair on the Slytherin table. Draco looked up, confused but Hermione ran to him, not caring who was watching, not caring who would think or if she should get detention—
She kissed him.
Draco was shocked at first but kissed her back as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Hermione felt heavenly. This was what she wanted for so long. His soft lips against hers. They ignored the hoots and howls from the Great Hall and just kissed. Hermione pulled back, finally regaining control of herself. She was faint pink and looked up shyly to Draco.
"Another one," Draco said mischievously as he tried to kiss her again.
"Not here now that I realize this is embarrassing. Besides, I think we have our whole lives for it." Hermione grinned. Draco's eyes twinkled and kissed Hermione anyways. She didn't pull away. How could she resist?
• • • • • •
"I'll miss you," Terrence told Hermione. Hermione, Draco and some other friends of Terrence were there to see Terrence leave. Hermione met his mom and little brother and was saying her goodbye to Terence. He was sitting on a chair that floated like a wheelchair but beter.
"I'll miss you too," Hermione said.
"You better take care of my girl here," Terrence smirked, emphasizing the word 'my' jokingly.
"Don't worry about it," Draco grinned.
"I'll write to you every week and visit you often." Hermione said. It was a promise she was willing to keep.
"I'll be expecting that." Terrence said, his eyes happy. "Still love you, Granger."
"I love you too," Hermione said in a friendly manner. She bent down and kissed him on the cheek. Terrence waved goodbye to them as he and his family disappeared behind the Hogwarts door.
Hermione and Draco walked hand in hand, neither speaking. They didn't know where they were headed but Hermione thought that was fine. They could go anywhere in the world together, not fearing anything anymore.
• • • • • • Another month later • • • • • •
Hermione ripped open a letter. It was from Terrence. She was at the courtyard, sitting on the grass underneath the bright sun and fair weather.
"Is that from Terrence?" Draco asked, appeared behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders.
"What does it say?" Draco asked. He sat down beside her as she unfolded the parchment.
"He's fine and he's doing well. His little brother is going to come to Hogwarts next year and he seems pretty excited. His mom is doing fine, making up for the time she wasted with Terrence. He's writing a book although he won't tell me what it's about—stop that," Hermione laughed. Draco was kissing her neck and she wasn't sure if he was paying attention.
"Sorry. I couldn't resist." Draco said, his eyes mischievous. Hermione laughed at him. She couldn't believe he was all hers. Draco Malfoy, the Prince of Slytherin, the blonde ferret was all hers. The sun shone in his smug face as he looked at her in the eyes.
Hermione would have never imagined herself with him. Then again, she should have known crazy things could happen but of course she also learned that this love of hers, her true love, wasn't an easy one to find. They went through so many things before Hermione found and him and more many other things before Hermione realized he wanted Draco. It took a long time but now, here he was. They were happy together and that was all Hermione could ask for.
Draco leaned in for a kiss, a twinkle in his eyes. Hermione laughed again before her lips met his. Hermione couldn't bring herself to care whether who was watching. The kiss was mesmerizing, synchronized, passionate, lovely, brilliant, amazing and so much many more.
"It is not a decent action to snog openly in the public, Ms. Granger. Ten Points from Gryffindor." Hermione and Draco flinched and broke apart to see Snape sneering at them. Hermione smirked, knowing Snape would never blame Draco.
Snape glared for the last time and swept away with his cloak swishing behind him. Hermione thought he saw a glimmer of happiness in his dark eyes.
Draco shook his head and helped Hermione up. The sun felt great on Hermione's skin and the smell of grass and Hogwarts and Draco. It was a great combination.
"We should go study. We have a test tomorrow." Hermione laughed as Draco pulled her closer to him by the waist.
"Let's go to the library then," Draco suggested playfully with his eyes.
"I am not snogging you in the library. We need to study," Hermione grinned.
All hints of playfulness disappeared from his face. Draco looked at her face, studying her with such an intense and loving gaze. One hand was on her waist and the other was trailing her cheek gently as if he couldn't believe she was real. Hermione loved this man so much. The way he could make her laugh and then make her blush the next moment. Draco's hand trailed her lips then eventually slid his arm around her waist to pull her even close, their bodies touching. Hermione smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck as he leaned in.
Their lips were centimeters apart but they didn't kiss. They could see every detail of each other's blazing eyes.
"If we don't study about the elemental transfiguration of the natural physics and it's dire effects on this world, do you know what would happen?" Hermione grinned.
"You know you get me so hot when you do that," Draco murmured as he brought his lips to hers. Hermione loved the feeling of his kisses. It was like fire. Hermione kissed back knowing she would travel the ends of the Earth just to feel the fire on Draco's lips.
And that, is the end of this Dramione fanfiction. It's over. I can't believe it. Wow. I hoped you guys liked it and thank you so much for all the people who read my fanfic! Tell me what you think. Did I end it well? Or it wasn't enough? THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYONE!
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