Author's Note: Hello! Just a brief author's note before you head off to read! Here is my new (epic-sized) fanfic. This is my first crossover story and I really hope to do it justice. I managed to write the first six chapters during NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). Currently there are about 50,500 words…and that's only for six chapters! My plan is to keep writing until I have it finished as well as post a chapter every one to two weeks, depending on the amount of time I have available to edit, revise, and make sure it is up to snuff. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this—it's quickly becoming my new personal favorite!

Disclaimer: All non-original characters, plot points, and information belongs to those at Marvel Studios, Warner Brothers, or J.K. Rowling. The title, "Wolves without Teeth" comes from a song of the same title from the fantastic Of Monsters and Men. The cover photo is a mashup I created from photos found on Google. The story plot and dialogue belongs to me. I do not write for profit.

Full Summary: In the age old fight of good versus evil, two souls converge in a battle to stop the end of all worlds. With the universe crumbling around them, Loki and Hermione find themselves connected by more than just their magical abilities. A myth becomes reality when an old foe comes tearing through the realms seeking revenge upon those who wronged him. What will happen when Loki and Hermione discover there's much more to their connection than meets the eye? Will they be forced to sacrifice everything they've ever wanted in order to save the nine realms or will love prevail?

Wolves without Teeth
Pairing: Hermione Granger/Loki Laufeyson
Rating: M (Rated Mature for adult language, violence, and sexual situations)
Prologue: Summer
Song Recommendations: "Shatter Me" by Lindsey Stirling, "Glittering Clouds" by Imogen Heap, "Secrets" by One Republic

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"I will go on adventuring, changing, opening my mind and my eyes, refusing to be stamped and stereotyped.
The thing is to free one's self: to let it find its dimension, not to be impeded."
— Virginia Woolf, from A Writer's Diary
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Summer

It was a perfectly rainy summer day in London, seventeen full years since the Battle of Hogwarts. Life moved on during that time for the Wizarding community. Hogwarts had been rebuilt, almost to its former glory, and the Ministry of Magic was once again free of corruption. Those who had played a critical role in the demise of Tom Riddle had moved on, grown up, married, and had families of their own. While some of the relationships forged during the war had lasted the test of time, others had faded into obscurity and been put into the past.

Two such people were currently nestled in a little corner booth in a café on a side street in London discussing future plans and actions. Hermione Granger and Ginny Potter were enjoying their second cup of tea and sharing a slice of carrot cake while they waited for the early summer rain to pass. Ginny had shown up at Hermione's office in the Magical Law Enforcement Department and demanded they get out of the Wizarding sector for some lunch. Lunch never happened, but the two didn't mind. They were happily sipping away while Hermione described to Ginny her plans for the next few months.

You see; Hermione had been attending Oxford and working towards obtaining a degree in Astrophysics. The only thing left for her to do was complete an internship and take her final exams. Everyone thought she had gone off her rocker when she'd gone back to school at the age of 32, especially her long-time flat mate, and ex-boyfriend, Ron Weasley. No one else had been too surprised, this was, after all, Hermione Granger. She was known for her studious habits and thirst for knowledge. She'd happily immersed herself in her studies of the cosmos all while working full-time at the Ministry. It was her goal to find a way to combine her studies of Astrophysics with what she knew of the Wizarding world in order to discover new powers and sources of Magic on this world…and others.

It was no secret that there were other worlds out there. In the past decade a number of super humans and "aliens" had been traipsing all over Earth, wreaking havoc and destroying the view people once had of the world. Even for the witches and wizards, it turned out there was much they didn't know. Just a few short months ago, the Avengers had helped save an entire city that was floating in the sky! Not to mention that mess in Greenwich. Yes, Hermione was most interested in seeing what else was out there, and a degree in Astrophysics, combined with her Magical abilities, seemed the way to go.

It was at this time that two women entered the café, shaking the rain from their hair and having a heated discussion. At first, Hermione had ignored the, clearly, American women, but soon found that she couldn't keep her eyes off of them. She began to tune Ginny out as she tried to overhear what the two were saying. Oblivious, Ginny continued chatting about how excited she was that James was heading back to a Quidditch camp in just over a week and whining about what in Merlin's name she was going to do with Albus and Lily while he was away.

Hermione strained to hear what the two women were discussing in such heated tones. She tilted her head sideways and tucked her bushy hair behind one ear to make things easier on herself. Honestly, she was half tempted to dig around in her purse to see if she had any Extendable Ears. Small snippets of the conversation flowed towards her through the midday bustle of the café. It appeared they were discussing needing an intern, or not needing one. Either way, Hermione immediately became excited at the prospect. This was not for the simple fact that they were discussing finding a new intern, but rather because she recognized the dark haired woman sipping her latte and glaring at her animated friend. Hermione glanced back at Ginny who was digging for her lipstick in her purse.

"But, like I said, Lily has a hard time controlling her magic when she gets upset so the whole house was full of fog yesterday when James accidentally spilled his orange juice all over her sketch book. It was dreadful…Harry, was no help, of course. He thought it was hilari—"

Hermione grabbed Ginny's arm. "Ginny, will you stop talking a minute?"

Ginny glared at her bushy haired friend. "What? Am I boring you?"

Hermione snorted and gave a reassuring smile. "Of course not, Gin, but I am trying to overhear their conversation." She gestured towards the table she'd become so interested in. "Do you realize who that woman is—the one with the polka dot dress?"

With a huff, Ginny turned and gave the woman a thorough inspection. Eyebrows raised in confusion, she glanced back at Hermione. "No, who is she? Should I know her?" Ginny began applying her lipstick before they headed back to work. Rolling her eyes, Hermione rummaged around in her bag until she found a book, flipped to a page, and plopped it down in front of Ginny, causing her remaining tea to splash in the cup.

Pointing at a picture, she explained, "That is Dr. Jane Foster, one of the most famous Astrophysicists right now. And she also happens to be the girlfriend of—"

"THOR!" Ginny whispered not too quietly, her eyes going wide as she glanced between the picture in the book and the actual woman not four feet away. Hermione slammed the book shut and snapped an angry 'SHHH' at Ginny praying that Dr. Foster hadn't overheard.

"Geeze, Ginny, can you be any more obnoxious?" Hermione was blushing with embarrassment even though it appeared that Dr. Foster and her friend hadn't overheard Ginny's exclamation of excitement.

Leaning in closer, Ginny frowned. "Sorry, I've just never seen a celebrity like that before in public. Well, besides when we saw Lockhart that one time before we knew he was a fraud…" She looked back at the pair sipping their lattes and still deep in discussion. "What are they talking about that you want to overhear so badly?"

Running a hand through her hair, Hermione shrugged. "I'm not entirely sure. I heard something about needing an intern, which is ironic because I need to do an internship for school in order to graduate." She peered over her shoulder, trying to see if she could hear anything else, but to no avail. "If I could intern with Dr. Foster, well, that would be amazing and definitely exceed the expectations of my professors."

"Not to mention, you might get to meet that hunky Thor…" Ginny giggled at the appalled look on Hermione's face. "Come on, you have to admit, for being other worldly, he is quite the looker."

"Ginny, he's a God from Asgard. Plus, he's quite taken, as are you I might add." Hermione laughed at the shocked expression on her friend's face.

"I may be happily married with three lovely children, but that doesn't mean I can't look from time to time."

Sighing in exasperation, Hermione had to agree with a nod of her head. "I think I'm going to go over there and introduce myself."

Looking shocked, Ginny leaned across the table and whispered, "You can't be serious, Hermione? You don't even know them! What if they get mad that you were eavesdropping on their conversation? Surely, finding an internship is not that important. Besides you already have a job."

Slouching back in her chair, Hermione frowned, suddenly feeling uncertain. "I do…and I love working with the MLE, but I also love Astrophysics and want to expand my studies. I can't do that without finishing my degree. Working with Dr. Foster would be a dream come true." Hermione watched as her closest girlfriend's face softened. Hermione hadn't had the easiest time the past ten years. Surely, Ginny understood how much she needed to do this.

Reaching forward, Ginny grabbed Hermione's hands in her own. They were warm and rough from years of flying on a broom and caring for her children and Harry. Hermione's own hands were cold and smooth in comparison. Ginny's hands had that aged, motherly feel to them. It was comforting in a sense, and she was appreciative of the gesture. "Okay, Hermione. I think I understand…I'll walk over with you, hmm?"

Hermione smiled, warmth spreading throughout her and giving her courage. "Thanks, Gin. That would be great." Nodding, Ginny tucked her purse beneath her arm as she stood from their table, waiting for Hermione to do the same. Once they were standing, they threw their garbage away, and then Hermione made her way over to Dr. Foster's table with Ginny close behind. Hermione tried to take deep breaths to calm her nerves as she approached. The two witches paused by the table and waited with baited breath as the other two women's conversation faltered and came to a stop. They looked up expectantly at Hermione and Ginny, confusion and apprehension etched on their features.

Clearing her throat, Hermione apologized, "I'm sorry for intruding, but I couldn't help but overhear some of your conversation."

"Bet you could," snapped the woman with the glasses seated across from Dr. Foster. She raised an eyebrow at Hermione and smirked so hard Draco Malfoy would be envious.

"Darcy, hush!" Dr. Foster scolded her friend. "Don't mind her, she doesn't have the best people skills."

Smiling, Ginny replied, "That sounds like my brother."

Hermione, feeling more relaxed now, went on. "Well, Dr. Foster, I heard you discussing possibly needing a new intern. I've been studying Astrophysics at Oxford and need to complete an internship in order to obtain my degree. I would be honored and very appreciative of the opportunity to intern under such an esteemed member of the Astrophysics field such as yourself. If not, I completely understand—"

Dr. Foster held up her hand with a smile. "First, of all, please call me Jane. Dr. Foster is my mother. Second, I'm not really sure we need another intern, you see, Darcy here is my already my intern and she hired another intern named Ian…but that didn't end well."

"What? He got boring." Darcy shrugged her shoulders and sat back in her chair. "I don't know, Jane. She's actually an Astrophysics major…she might be more help than me even. We could use her help at the lab."

"Darcy," Jane began, rolling her eyes, "is this just your way of getting out of doing more work?" Darcy smirked in reply, so Jane huffed a sigh and turned her attention back to the nervous woman in front of her. "I don't know anything about you. You haven't even given me your name."

Startled, Hermione blushed. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" Embarrassed, she held out her hand towards Jane. "My name is Hermione Granger and this is my friend Ginny Potter." Ginny smiled sweetly at the two ladies and Hermione continued. "I work in, um, law enforcement and take classes at Oxford."

Darcy eyed her suspiciously. "You're a cop?"

Grimacing, Hermione thought how best to describe what she did for the Ministry of Magic but came up with nothing. "Um, sort of. It's complicated."

Draining her cup, Jane stood and Darcy followed suit. "Look, I'm sure you would be a fantastic intern, but I really don't need another one right now. I can't pay you and I don't know much, if anything concrete about you. You can't even tell us about your job." Darcy and Jane slipped on their jackets and prepared to exit out into the summer rain. "Good luck, Ms. Granger."

They were leaving and Hermione turned to Ginny in a panic, what she wanted to reveal clearly shining in her eyes. "Oh, no, Hermione…you can't…you can't tell them about us."

"It's the only way! They're leaving—This, this is my only chance!"

Rubbing her face with her hands, Ginny looked into her friend's anxious brown eyes. "Fine. Do it. I'll back you up, I promise."

Nodding with a determined look in her eyes, Hermione raced outside after Jane and Darcy. "Wait," she shouted and luckily, they stopped walking. Darcy was just opening an umbrella. "What is it," she asked.

"I know I can be more help than you even understand." Hermione stated firmly, not caring that the rain had picked up and was drenching through her parka. "I have skills that you won't believe."

Jane stepped forward, crossing her arms under the shelter of Darcy's large, black umbrella. "What kind of skills? Does this have anything to do with where you work?"

Swallowing her nerves, Hermione brushed the rain from her face and nodded. "Yes, I work with the Magical Law Enforcement Office for the Ministry of Magic." She smiled shyly when they only blinked at her. Jane narrowed her eyes and let her eyes examine Hermione, taking in her Wizard robes.

"What are you? You're not like Darcy and me are you?" Jane's inquisitive side was taking over now and she needed more details. Her eyes were narrowed as she tried to figure out what exactly she was dealing with.

"No, I'm not."

"Then, what are you exactly?" Jane was stern as she added, "And don't lie to me, I'll know."

Releasing her wand from her hidden sheath, Hermione let it fall into her hand. Holding it out in front of her, she grinned. "I'm a witch."

Darcy was the first to speak. She stepped forward and looked down at Hermione's wand and then up into her face. "You're serious? A witch? Like with magic and spells?"

Hermione ignored her sarcastic remarks because she was fixated on Jane. Jane had taken one quick glance at the wand and then locked her eyes with Hermione's. Hermione counted the seconds as they passed with the heavy thuds from her beating heart. She knew what Jane was going to ask of her and she was mentally preparing for what she would have to do to prove herself worthy. Jane quirked an eyebrow and Hermione simply nodded in reply.

"Prove it."

"Follow me." She turned and headed down the alleyway nearby, never slowing down as both Darcy and Jane hurried after her. Hermione was about to do something illegal and she had no desire to be caught by anyone else of her kind. Hopefully, Ginny was keeping an eye out for her. Stopping at the end where they were hidden by a large dumpster, Hermione took a deep breath and faced them once more. "Are you ready?" When they both nodded, she smirked and took a deep breath.

"Sepensortia."

Darcy shrieked as a snake appeared out of the tip of Hermione's wand. The medium sized serpent hissed at the three women's ankles before Hermione waved her wand, banishing it from sight. Jane narrowed her eyes and asked, "How do I know that wasn't some sort of trick?"

Rolling her eyes playfully, Hermione did her trade-mark swish and flick. "Wingardium Leviosa."

Suddenly, the empty milk crate next to Jane levitated into the air. Darcy was shaking her head, eyes wide as saucers as she watched Hermione raise the crate high and then drop it into the open dumpster.

"Holy shit." Darcy muttered under her breath as Jane crossed her arms across her chest and placed a serious look upon her face. Jane continued her inspection of Hermione as the witch tucked her wand back into the hidden sheath of her robes. It had been quite some time since she had seen magic, but magic was definitely identifiable in the bushy haired woman—no, witch—that was standing in front of her waiting for a response of some sort.

"Okay, let's say I believe that you're a witch—how can you contribute these skills of yours to my work?" Jane was hesitant to pull Hermione into her research for fear that S.H.I.E.L.D. might end up finding out about what she really was. They were always butting in where they shouldn't these days. It had been getting worse since Sokovia. There was even talk of the Superhuman Registration Act going into effect. Luckily, that hadn't come to pass just yet. If that were to happen, Jane could only imagine what people like Hermione would have to deal with if they were found out about. Clearly, they were very secretive.

Hermione pulled her robes tighter around her to fight off the chill of the rain and smiled sincerely. "It's my goal to find a way to combine my magical abilities with Astrophysics in order to create a more powerful magic. I think we can both agree how beneficial and life changing that would be. I just need the means to achieve such a feat." Being able to discover a way to combine these two areas would change the Astrophysics world and the Magical world in ways Hermione could only imagine in her wildest dreams. Harry and Ron had no idea how hard she had been working on this concept. It was her brainchild.

Jane seemed to contemplate that thought for a moment before turning to Darcy who was still staring at Hermione with wide, apprehension-filled eyes. "Well, what do you think, Darcy? You interested in having a witch as an intern?"

Darcy shrugged at her friend and replied, "Why the hell not? You already have a God as boyfriend, why not add a witch into the mix?"

"It's settled then." Jane dug in her purse for a scrap of paper and a pen before scribbling an address down and handing it to Hermione. "Come by the lab tomorrow. That's the address there. Bring any research you have that you think might be helpful." She gestured towards the arm where Hermione's wand was hidden. "And make sure to bring that as well."

"Oh, I don't go anywhere without my wand." Hermione smirked and tucked the scrap of paper into her own purse. "See you tomorrow, and thank you so much for this opportunity. I can see us achieving great things." Darcy and Jane smiled at her, so she figured she'd show them something even more spectacular to really cement the fact that she was a real life witch. Allowing her wand to drop back into her hand once more, Hermione turned on the spot and Apparrated back to the Ministry where she figured Ginny would be waiting for her. If only she had been able to see the surprised looks on the faces of her new acquaintances, as well as hear the shrieks that accompanied her departure.

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Ginny was sitting by the fountain in the Atrium when Hermione found her a few moments later. The red haired woman looked at her with unsure eyes. "How did it go? I take it from that cheesy grin on your face that they believed you and you got the internship." She stood and brushed off the back of her robes as Hermione's smile only grew upon her rain splashed face.

"It went rather well, actually. I was worried they were going to think I was insane or just some random crazy person." As the pair headed through the bustling Ministry, Hermione dried herself with a wave of her wand. "Jane gave me the address for her laboratory and asked me to come by tomorrow—with my wand!" The joy shone on Hermione's face like the sunrise of a new day and Ginny couldn't help but reflect that joy back at her.

"That's fantastic, 'Mione. I just hope you know what you're doing. You could get in huge trouble with Kingsley for violating the International Stature of Wizarding Secrecy. After all, you are the Head of the Magical Law Enforcement Department. You could lose your job!" Ginny seemed a bit frantic in a way Hermione had not seen her since James had wandered off at the beach when he was five.

She tried to think of a way to reassure her friend that all would be fine, when the lift arrived to take her back upstairs to her office. "Look, Gin, I have no plans of revealing myself or the Magical world, to anyone besides Jane and Darcy, and maybe Thor if he shows up at the Lab at some point." She held the lift door open so it wouldn't close in Ginny's face while they were still talking. Even as excited as she was, Hermione couldn't help but think about what would happen if the rest of the world found out about witches and wizards. "I'll even do the right thing and take my research and plans to Kingsley so that there are no nasty surprises later on if something goes awry. How does that sound?"

Still appearing a bit unsure, Ginny sighed. "As long as you think it will be okay, Hermione. I trust you are doing the right thing."

"I am, just wait and see."

Ginny simply gave a sharp nod, so Hermione let the lift fall shut and pushed the button to take her to Kingsley's office instead of her own. Her heart pounded in her chest the closer she got to his floor, now unsure whether or not it was truly the best idea to do all that magic in front of two Muggles. Granted, they were well versed in the happenings of other worldly things if the stories and news reports were to be believed. Hermione, for one, did not believe that the incident in New Mexico was a gas leak explosion like CNN wanted everyone to think. She suspected it had more to do with Thor's arrival than anything. Maybe Jane and Darcy would explain it to her more fully now.

With a sharp jerk that jarred Hermione almost off her feet, the lift arrived at its destination. Swallowing back the sudden nervousness that had settled in her chest, Hermione exited the lift and was startled to find Kingsley waiting in the doorway to his office. His mouth was set in a grim line that caused the carrot cake she had consumed earlier to turn to lead in her stomach. "Ah, Ms. Granger, we were just on our way to find you." Hermione blinked stupidly as Harry stepped out from behind Kingsley, his face pale and worried. "Won't you step into my office so we can discuss what to do about your incident this afternoon?"

Heart pounding so loud she was sure they could hear it down in the Department of Mysteries, Hermione followed the two wizards into the office, wincing as the door was slammed behind her.

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Over an hour later, Hermione emerged unscathed, more or less. She had been harshly reprimanded for performing not one, not two, but three magical spells in front of Muggles. Harry had been the one to intercept the warning and had gone directly to Kingsley suspecting that he had sent Hermione out on some sort of MLE business. Upon finding out about what Hermione had done, Kingsley had been quite unhappy and had been on his way to find her when she'd arrived.

Luckily, after explaining in extensive details the reasoning behind her lapse in judgement, Kingsley had pardoned her behavior, letting her off with a warning. Harry had sat by quietly, taking in the conversation and carefully watching Hermione as if he was unsure of her true intentions. He had been one of the first to jump on board when she had announced she was returning to school.

Hermione and Harry left the office together. Both were silent as they waited for the lift to arrive. Once or twice, Harry opened his mouth to say something, but each time, he shook his head and closed it again, his face clouding over. After a very quiet and tense ride, the lift dropped them on the floor that the Auror and Magical Law Enforcement Departs shared. Harry followed Hermione into her spacious office. As soon as the door clicked shut behind him, Harry rounded on Hermione.

"What the bloody hell were you thinking?" Harry removed his dark framed glasses and ran a hand over his face and into his hair, causing it to stand up more than usual. "You just almost lost your job as Department Head!"

Dropping unceremoniously into the chair behind the desk, Hermione frowned deeply, almost feeling close to tears. "I'm aware of that, Harry. I should have talked to Kingsley first, but there just wasn't time." She swept her arm across the space in front of her. It was then that Hermione crumpled, folding in on herself, covering her face with her hands to hide from Harry's accusatory stare.

She heard him sigh and shuffle forward to sit in the chair opposite her desk. They were both quiet for a spell, the silence a blanket of comfort on their frayed nerves. It was some time before both spoke, and it was Harry who broke first, his voice a strained apology.

"Listen, 'Mione. I'm so sorry. I know things have not been the easiest for you these past ten years." He paused, eyes sad behind his spectacles. Hermione swallowed roughly, remembering, before nodding her head and glancing away. "I just don't want to see you throw everything away for this Astrophysics degree. Is it really worth sacrificing your place in the Magical world?"

"You're right, Harry, to a point." She pushed her curls off her face, meeting her best friend's bright green eyes. "I'm doing this to find a way to better the Magical world. I know Magic and Astrophysics can be combined, I just need the time and research to prove it."

Of course, Harry had heard all this before—they all had. She'd been ranting about this whole magic/Astrophysics nonsense since Thor had first visited Earth in 2011. Since then, Hermione had been nearly unbearable, bombarding them all with her research and theories. It hadn't been too surprising when she'd decided to go back to school at Oxford.

"I know, but I worry about you." He sighed heavily. "We all do."

Hermione wasn't stupid. She saw the pitying way people looked at her. Some days, she became so frustrated that she wanted to just leave the Magical world behind and lose herself in Astrophysics research. Unfortunately, she would have to leave her wand behind too and she was unwilling to do that right now. Despite the hardships she had experienced, Hermione was by no means ready to give her Magical life up completely. She was ready for something more, something beyond Magic that would change her life for the better.

"I understand you're worried, Harry, but I'm alright, honest. When Ron and I lost the baby, that was the worst day of my life." Hermione closed her eyes in anguish for a moment and then opened them, tears brimming the surface. "Ron and I tried so hard to keep it together, but, in the end, it was best to separate. We're better as friends anyway." She laughed then, swiping at her tears. "Dating Draco was fun."

Harry laughed too. "Yes, you two were quite the Power Couple, weren't you?"

Hermione hummed thoughtfully. "What a shame he ended up being contractually betrothed to Astoria Greengrass." She pursed her lips at Harry's grimace.

"That Pureblood Heir business was such a bother."

Nodding, Hermione had to agree. "Well, the messy break-up helped me to eradicate all the remaining old Pureblood Laws so the same situation couldn't happen to anyone else."

"Yes, and it certainly kept Kingsley from sacking you from your position as Head of Department." Harry grinned at his friend who returned the gesture.

"That was a dark time for me, Harry. I don't pretend it wasn't. My studies and research have helped me shed that darkness and I am truly ready for the next big adventure. I may not be married with children like I had planned, but I have my education and job so it hasn't all been horrible."

Sighing, Harry stood and headed for the door, ready to return to work. "I know, I just hope you know what you're getting into. Thor isn't of this world. Dr. Foster has more experience with that than you do. I'm just afraid the next time Aliens decide to invade Earth, you're going to be right in the middle of it all."

Hermione had stood and walked towards her longtime friend. She gave Harry a quick hug before meeting his eyes once more. "Don't worry, Harry. I know what I am doing. I'll be fine. Promise."

With a timid nod, Harry departed and Hermione quietly closed the door behind him with a soft click. Turning around, she placed her back against the door, her head following with a soft thump as her eyes fluttered shut. With the plans she had in mind, Hermione hoped she would be able to keep that promise.

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End Notes: I hope you enjoyed this first chapter! Please leave me some feedback so I know what you liked, didn't like, or any positive reinforcement you would like to give! I look forward to seeing what you all have to say! I will also answer any questions you have about the story. I will get started editing chapter two this week, as well as keep writing the rest of the story! Until next time! (PS: I do not have a beta reader, but would be willing to accept one if you offered ;) )
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