Chapter 15

(12 Grimmauld place)

Fleur awoke early after suffering through a nightmare of how the previous night's battle could have gone. She shivered as she recalled the horrors she had seen inflicted on her, Harry and the others. She thanked whatever had ensured them victory over the Dark Lord and his insane followers, getting up she quickly walked into the bathroom to bathe and refresh herself.

After she had finished she headed downstairs to the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee, as she entered she came to a dead stop as she took note of the presence of Nymphadora sitting at the table. She took a deep breathe before she entered and went about making herself a coffee, she could feel that Nymphadora was watching her every move. She guessed it was a good thing Harry was still asleep, because their long overdue talk was not going to be pleasant at least that is what she believed. Finally having made her drink, she took a small sip before she turned and sat down and faced Nymphadora.

"I think it is about time we talked," Nym started, having been watching Fleur since she arrived trying to figure out how to start this conversation. "Our last conversation was heated and not exactly done at the best time," she added with a shake of her head. "Since then I've been forced to rethink much of my original impression of you," she admitted as her hair changed from her normal bubble gum pink to a shiny black which resembled her now deceased aunt Bellatrix. "You saved my life during the final battle, you could have let me die and then had Harry all to yourself with none of the problems associated with me being alive would cause," she went on, rubbing her chin as she recalled those events. "My question is why?" she asked locking her gaze on the other woman.

Fleur had listened carefully to Nymphadora's speech wondering exactly what the other woman truly thought about her, in the end it was not as bad she had feared it would be. Now she had to answer her, in truth not saving her life had never entered her mind.

"I saved you because it was the right thing to do and doing anything else never even came to mind," Fleur answered. "You are not my enemy Nym," she added with a small smile. "I know my sudden bond to Harry has made you wary about me. If our roles were reversed I'd feel the same, but I'm not trying to take Harry from you," she told her, hoping she believed her because it was the truth. "That was never in my thoughts when I bonded myself to him. He had saved my life twice and even risked his own in doing so," she explained. "This was not something many people would do and none that I know, I could think of only one way to repay the two life debts I now owed him and thus I bonded myself to him," she continued. "My heart belongs to him now and by all rights of the bond I'm his wife," she stated clearly holding up her hand to stop Nymphadora's response. "That doesn't mean you cannot still have a relationship with him," she told her.

"How can you say that?" Nym demanded. "When you have basically married him?" Nym added, glaring at Fleur and raising her voice a little.

"Because it is not uncommon in the magical world for a wizard to have more than one wife or even in some small cases for a woman to have two husbands," Fleur answered before taking a deep gulp of her now cooler coffee. "I know it might sound a little crazy at first, but such a three way relationship can work," she told her with a confident look. "My great aunt was a part of such a relationship, it can be a very comforting and supportive partnership," she explained. "Granted depending on how the partnership is built it can also be a very pleasurable experience for all parties," she added with an impish smile, which made Nym blush and look away as she realised what Fleur was alluding to.

"You can't be serious, Fleur?" Nym finally shot back after a spending a few minutes regaining control of herself.

"I'm very serious," Fleur countered and was still smiling at Nym's reaction to what she had said. "Harry loves you and wants a relationship with you. You at the least return his feelings or are beginning to," she continued seriously. "And I have already fallen for him, my feelings are assured by the bond we now share," she explained. "We must find a way to co-exist Nym or we will loose Harry," she stated her smile vanishing. "I will not give him up and I suspect neither will you," she added.

Nym stared back at Fleur who was now watching her and waiting for her response. She looked away and wondered what she should respond with. Was it possible she could actually share Harry with the other woman without any real problems between them?

"This is insane," she finally snapped and shot to her feet and began to pace, every now and then shooting glances at Fleur who watched her patiently. "How can you sit there so calmly and basically talk about forming a three way relationship?" she demanded to know.

"Because I love Harry and I'm willing to share him with you, to ensure we are all happy, Harry especially," Fleur answered with a calm look in her eyes. "I know at the moment you are fighting against confusion at whether you could share him, but until you try you will never know," she explained. "What you have to ask yourself is do you love Harry enough to share him or at least try?" she inquired.

Nym stared at the other woman for a few minutes as she thought over what Fleur had said. In the end the answer she came up with was rather surprising, at least at first. Yes she did love Harry enough to at least attempt sharing him. She retook her seat and finished her own drink.

"Ok," she started. "I'm willing to try," she admitted, hoping she wasn't making a huge mistake here.

Fleur couldn't help but smile wildly in response, knowing they had only taken the first but the most important step in sorting out where they stood with each other. Still they had a lot more to sort out between them, most likely it would not be all so calmly sorted out as this had been.

They spent the next twenty minutes getting to know one another better before Harry appeared, looking like he'd had a peaceful night's sleep. Sirius and Emmeline soon followed. Dobby quickly popped in and began to cook breakfast for them all. They ate mostly in silence and once they were done they moved into the living room, knowing today would be a long day as it would be for the next couple of weeks.

Dobby followed and waited until everyone was comfortable before he decided to speak up, the night before he had not been able to tell Harry about Hermione's response.

"What is it Dobby?" Harry inquired, noting the elf had followed them and seemed to be waiting to say something.

"Dobby delivered message to Miss Granger as ordered," the elf informed him. "Miss Granger broke down and cried in relief that you lived and told me to give you a message in response," he added.

Harry was a little surprised to hear how badly Hermione had seemed to fear he might die during the last battle, maybe the events had finally broken through whatever stupidity had made her turn on him in the first place. Maybe Dobby and Rowena's reports had been spot on. Maybe she did really regret what she had done.

"What did she tell you to say Dobby?" Sirius inquired, noting the uncertain look that now showed on his godson's face.

"Miss Granger told me to say 'we are grateful you let us know and also tell him I'm sorry, so very sorry. I not only let him down, but betrayed our friendship," Dobby told them. "She also said to say 'Tell him I love him as a brother and no matter what he may think of me now I always will'," he added.

Harry looked away from the elf, trying to sort out his feelings which were reeling as he heard Hermione's message. He didn't know how to feel in relation to her. She had betrayed him deeply, all but stabbed him in the heart with her actions, yet he still cared deeply for her and it was clear she still felt something for him, but he had no clue what to do in regards to her. The pain of her betrayal was still too fresh for him to even think of about forgiving her. Sensing his distress and unease Fleur took his hand in hers and began to run her fingers over it, hoping to calm him. Nym took his other hand and did the same. Neither noted the other's actions as they were too focused on helping the man they loved.

"Thank you Dobby," Harry managed to say, doing his best to ignore the confusion he was still feeling. "That will be all," he added to which the elf nodded and popped out.

"You okay Harry?" Emmeline inquired as she watched the young man fight for control of his emotions.

"I will be," Harry responded with a strained smile. "I know she regrets what she has done, but everything is still too fresh for me to even think of about forgiving her," he explained. "I have more important things to deal with than how to even think of approaching Hermione right now and trying to salvage our friendship," he continued.

"You are correct Harry," Lily said as she and James appeared. "Hermione can wait and I think she knows what she has broken will not be so easily fixed," she told him softly, moving so she could place her hand on his shoulder. "Today you must meet with the muggle prime minister along side Amelia and ensure the peace between the two worlds is restored," she reminded him gently.

"I know," Harry agreed with a nod of his head. "You are right mom, I need to focus on that before anything else," he added with a slight frown. "The muggle prime minister will not be easy to convince the war is over and that no one else will be attacking them," he added.

"You are correct there Harry," Sirius agreed. "What has been happening has probably crushed any trust that existed between the two worlds and especially between the two governments," he added.

"Hopefully the trust can be rebuilt," Emmeline spoke up. "I know it won't be easy, but in time I am sure peace will reign between both worlds," she stated in a hopeful tone.

"Indeed and it starts now," Lily agreed with a smile which was shared by James as both were convinced their son could do this.

+N+

(London)

Harry took a deep breathe as he entered the room alongside Amelia, sitting behind his desk was the muggle prime minister who looked tired and worn. Clearly he had not gotten much sleep lately, the chaos unleashed by Voldemort and his followers had caused many a sleepless night. Taking a seat he wished Fleur and Tonks had been able to come with him, but he knew deep inside he had to do this alone.

"Why did you demand this meeting?" the Muggle prime minister demanded to know, his tone showing his hostility towards them.

"We are here to inform you the war which has spilled out into your world has finally ended," Amelia began, feeling nervous as to how this meeting would go.

This would be a big step in her efforts to rebuild everything Fudge had destroyed by his greed and corruption. Her success in this would go a long way to building some confidence in her and her government which was still been built. Harry's purge of the Ministry had killed many department heads and personnel. Not that she fully blamed him as they had aided Fudge and supported him in his insanity, but the empty spaces it had left to fill was causing her a headache, she had so much to do.

"What war?" the prime minister demanded to know with a glare. "I wasn't told about any damn war. That bumbling idiot Fudge just said there were some malcontents causing some trouble," he explained. "Granted I suspected more was going on, because in the last month hundreds of people have been killed by means no one can explain, but we were never informed," he went on his tone dark. "Property damage is up all over the place and I know it was not caused by any normal terrorists, it had to be from your end," he stated with a growl.

"You are correct, the Dark Lord who waged war on us 15 years ago returned and once more marched on us and you," Harry spoke up, gaining the prime ministers attention. "Fudge was a corrupt moron who tried to ignore what was going on. He stuck his head in the sand as did nearly everyone else," he explained "None of them wanted to admit Voldemort had returned. They can't even say his name without shaking in terror," he told him.

"You don't seem to have that trouble," the prime minister pointed out"

"No I don't. I was raised in your world and so was not brought up to fear saying the name. I have also fought the Dark Lord personally since I was 11," he admitted and noting the skeptical glance this caused he smiled darkly. "I know it sounds crazy and you're asking yourself how could an 11 year old kid take on a Dark Lord who scares the entire magical population?" The PM just nodded. "It is because the Dark Lord killed my parents and tried to kill me as a baby due to a prophecy he had heard. It stated a baby would be born who would destroy him," he explained.

"He thought it meant you?" the prime minister inquired, doing his best to wrap his head around what he was been told which was not easy.

"Yes he did," Amelia cut in. "The murder of the Potter's was one of the many tragic losses during the last war, yet it also gave us hope as not only did the Dark Lord seem to be destroyed, but somehow Harry here survived the attempt on his life," she informed him. "Of course once the Dark Lord was gone, we celebrated and have done everything we can to forget those dark days," she added. "Which led to Fudge doing all he could to ignore the return of that very same monster, but now Voldemort is truly dead and he will not be back," she stated.

"Every last one of his followers is dead as well," Harry said, picking up where Amelia had left off. "There will be no replay of the war. How it was accomplished is not important as I doubt you'd believe me anyway," he stated. "We are here to ensure the peace between our two worlds is upheld and renewed. We might have to start from scratch in that regard, but there must be no more fighting between us," he explained.

"I see," the prime minister responded as he leaned back in his seat and stroked his beard in thought, wondering what to do. "What happened to Fudge and why am I talking to you, instead of that incompetent moron?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Fudge and every last one of his boot lickers are dead," Harry answered. "Every corrupt member of our government was killed during the war as was every traitor and follower of those who only sought power for themselves," he continued. "The government is now being rebuilt and Amelia is the new Minister of Magic and unlike Fudge and his lackeys she is an honest person who actually serves the people," he stated.

The prime minister stared at the young man in front of him with a pale face, as he imagined the sort of death toll he was talking about. The idea of a coup taking place and he was certain that is what had happened to Fudge and his government was chilling. But if such an action finally stopped the madness that had been going on in both worlds, well he decided maybe it was for the best. Corrupt bastards deserved to face true punishment and clearly Fudge had been worse than he had ever believed.

"Very well I guess we better get to work on discussing how we will interact with each other in the future," he finally spoke up. "I would hope from this point forward we will not be treated as if you are superior to us?" he inquired.

"Everything will be changing and one of the more important things is how the magical world sees the muggle world and the people who live there," Harry promised.

"No offense, but why are you here?" the prime minister finally could not stop himself from asking. "You are just a teenager," he pointed out.

"Correct I am. However I now play a very important part in my world, I'm the Necromancer," Harry responded with a smile. "I'm here to bring back the balance between our two worlds, to ensure the peace we now have is kept," he explained. "I'm also here to ensure that the magical world changes and evolves," he stated. "But that has no bearing on what we are doing right now," he added.

"Agreed, we have a lot of work to do and the first bit of business is rewriting the peace treaty between us," Amelia spoke up and brought up the contract she'd had written up last night before she had gone to bed and handed it over.

Harry leaned back in his chair and watched as Amelia and the muggle prime minister began to get down to business, his part of this was done for now.

+N+

(Hogwarts, 3 days later)

Fleur walked behind Harry as they entered the castle and beside her was Nym who she had grown quite close to in the last couple of days. They had spent a lot of time together while Harry had been working alongside Amelia, Sirius and Emmeline in rebuilding the government. It was not an easy thing replacing nearly the entire group of department heads. Sirius had been made the new head of the Aurors with Emmeline as his second. Sirius had also regained his seat on the Wizengamot, after Amelia had finally cleared his name of the charges which had sent him to Azkaban.

Harry had taken his place as the head of the Potter family and thus gained his family seat in the Wizengamot, a seat that had remained empty since the death of his father. Things were changing at a fast pace, some of the people still wanted to blame Harry for the deaths of those who had died during the final battle. Harry had held a press conference along with Amelia to address the people the day before. It had not gone entirely too well and Harry had been forced to show his full power. To prove he was what he claimed to be, the Necromancer. It had shut up nearly all the trouble makers and from there things had gone a bit more smoothly.

While this was going on, she and Nym had spent more time getting to know one another better. They had discussed many subjects and found they had a lot in common. She was sure they were now friends and she was even more certain they could indeed share Harry.

As they entered the great hall she found herself pausing as she noted three Goblins, two Centaurs and two of the giant Acromantula's which included their king Aragog. They were in a hall which had been cleared of all the tables bar one. Headmaster Flitwick and Hagrid were the only members of the school present. Amelia was also already in the hall with a group of Aurors, including Sirius and Emmeline, and some of her new assistants. History was going to be made here, she thought. A few minutes later their next few guests arrived, including the two of the most important members of the Veela high council who were accompanied by her parents. Alongside them was a group of house elves, a vampire, a werewolf and finally Merlin appeared as a representative of the ghosts and sprits.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," Flitwick said, starting the proceedings. He was still getting used to the fact he was now headmaster of the school. He was still getting over the deaths of Dumbledore and the others, no matter that they deserved the punishment they received for their actions. He had kept the school shut and would continue so for the next two weeks. He needed to find a few new teachers as well as rewrite some of the rules of the school.

"Thank you headmaster Flitwick," Amelia responded as she took her seat, as did some of the others in the hall. "This meeting is the first of many that will be held to redraw or in some cases completely rewrite the laws governing the magical races represented here today," she started after taking a deep breath. "It has been forcibly stated by the Necromancer that change is needed or soon the entire magical world will be destroyed by war as the magical races finally rebel," she stated, as she glanced at Harry who stood off to the side watching events unfold. "I intend to ensure that events never get that bad. Much what I'm about to agree to will not go down well with some people, but it is the right thing to do," she continued.

Inside she was still very unsure if what she was about to do was the right thing to do, but there was nothing she could do. Harry had insisted this must happen now and against his power she had no chance of disagreeing with him or refusing to play ball. A part of her agreed it was the right thing to do to ensure there were no more rebellions from the other magical races. No more war between them all, this had to end now.

"Let us hope you actually mean what you say Madam Bones," Redjack growled in response. "We have long dealt with Ministry people who promise us one thing before doing something else. Any promise of reform was then ignored and more repressive laws were put in place," he added.

"That will not happen this time Redjack," Harry cut in. "Once these new laws are agreed on I will, as the Necromancer, ensure they are enforced," he told them. "If the ministry tries to go back on their word I will be paying them a rather nasty visit to remind them of the penalty of betrayal," he promised with a hard look at Amelia who paled slightly. "I do not represent only the wizards and witches of this world, but every magical race that exists in it," he reminded them.

"Well said Harry," Merlin said with a smile. "It is best we all understand that, the Necromancer stands for all involved and not any one person or race," he stated. "As it was during my time as Necromancer, so it will be during Harry's time," he continued.

"I would expect no less from Harry Potter," Aragog cut in, making them all turn to look at the Acromantula king. "He has always kept his word, once it was given. I have found him to be a level headed human far more than those others we have interacted with," he added.

"Agreed," Firenze said, nodding his head in agreement. "We trust him to ensure the ministry's word is kept," he added to which most of the other creatures nodded in agreement, even the lone vampire and werewolf.

Fleur and Nym watched from beside Harry as the real discussions began. They knew this would only be the beginning of the real changes Harry hoped to ensure were passed. He watched events closely and only spoke when necessary. Nym leaned into Harry's side and hoped things went more smoothly as time passed.

+N+

(12 Grimmauld place)

Harry lay on his bed feeling satisfied at how things had the gone during the meeting. It had not gone as easy as he hoped when it came time to discuss the house elves, the vampires and the werewolves. In fact he had almost lost his temper with Amelia a few times, but in the end she had been forced to agree to some changes, but by the end of the day they still had much to do regarding them. He looked up as his door opened and Fleur and Nym entered together. He watched as both moved to join him on the bed much to his surprise. They each curled into one of his sides and laid their heads on his chest. He had noted their improved relations, but he had not expected this kind of joint action.

"Are you feeling okay Harry?" Nym inquired, feeling relieved to be able to get close to Harry which had been hard in the last couple of days. He had been so busy, which she understood, but it had the side effect of giving them little time together. On the other side it had given her a lot of time to grow closer to Fleur who she now considered a friend. She felt calmer and more secure around Fleur and no longer worried as much about sharing Harry with her.

"I'm okay Nym," Harry assured her with a small smile. "Just a little annoyed by Amelia's resistance to giving the house elves far more security so they will not be misused or beaten, as well as being given a more equal status than that of a slave race," he explained, a little frustration creeping into his voice. "Same with her resistance to give the Werewolves and Vampires better living conditions and the right to jobs," he growled.

"Are you surprised by her resistance?" Fleur inquired, while running her hand up and down his chest and also allowing her fingers to brush against Nym's. Nym only glanced at her in response, this pleased her as it meant she was more confident now in sharing the man they both loved.

"Not too much. I've had to force her to accept a lot of changes," Harry admitted, letting out a sigh. "Most of them she knows are for the best, and will prevent war breaking out between us and the other magical races," he continued. "But she still fears the vampires and werewolves far to much, and she thinks giving the house elves so much will turn many people against her government," he added. "In time she will probably give in, but it will not be easy. The people will have to learn change needs to happen and will be a good thing for all of us," he stated.

"Some of them will not accept that easily Harry," Nym responded, closing her eyes briefly as she felt Fleur's fingers brush past her hand again. "It will take time, some people are fixed in their beliefs," she added, opening her eyes again. "I know most of the closed minded bigots were Death Eaters and are now dead, but not all of them will have sided with Voldemort," she pointed out.

"Nym is right Harry. There were close minded bigots on both sides of the war," Fleur agreed with Nym's view. "We'll have to watch for them in the weeks ahead. They will attempt to prevent many of the major changes," she warned.

"Let them try," Harry stated, glancing at both of them. "The changes will happen, no matter how much they protest. If our world is to survive they have to happen," he said with real belief in his voice.

Silence descended on the three as they just basked in the presence of each other, Harry felt calm and finally at peace in his soul.

+N+

(Epilogue)

Hermione Granger entered her home feeling tired and annoyed, it had been another long day. It had been a long three years and more and more she missed the wizarding world. She missed having her friend by her side day in day out. She had no friends in this world, no one wanted anything to do with her, that was partly because she kept mostly to herself and also she could not remember anything for more than a day. She had no job and still lived with her parents. The loss of her ability to learn and retain anything kept her from ever finding a real job. Letting out a sigh she walked into the living and froze as she took note of who was sitting in front of her parents, she could hardly believe her eyes.

"Hello Hermione," Harry said as he stood up to greet her and took note of the changes she had undergone in the three years since he had last seen her.

"Harry," Hermione whispered before she flung herself into his arms and hugged him for all she was worth. She had begun to believe she would never see him again, that she would never be able to fix what she had broken. She finally released him after a few minutes and stepped away. She noted her parents were watching, but she could sense nothing from their looks. "Why are you here?" she asked almost timidly.

"I'm sorry it has taken me so long to come here Hermione," Harry said with a sigh as he ran his hand through his hair. "The last three years have been a long hard fight to change the magical world for the better. We've had some people try and stop us by force," he explained. "But that is in the past, now the magical world is unlike what you remember," he told her with a smile. "It has come a long way," he added.

"Is that why you are here?" Hermione asked. "Just to tell me that?" she added feeling a little let down.

"No Hermione, I'm here to bring you home," Harry told her removing his glasses and wiping them with a cloth before putting them back on. "I'm here to restore not only your magic, but your ability to learn as well as all the knowledge you will need to find a place in there, if you want it?" he told her.

Hermione looked first to her parents who smiled at her, clearly pleased to see her long sentence had come to an end. She guessed they were more pleased she would be able to finally remember things once again.

"Yes I want it," Hermione all but shouted, almost unable to believe this was happening. She quickly stepped back in fear as Rowena Ravenclaw's spirit faded into view. She remembered this spirit all to well. It had been a regular feature in her nightmares in the first year of her exile.

"Easy Hermione, Rowena is not here to harm you," Harry said. "As the one who took your magic and knowledge from you, she has to be the one to restore it," he added.

Hermione nodded and moved forward again and did all she could not to allow her fear get the better of her. Rowena smiled at her in what she guessed was supposed to be a calming manor. She placed her hand on her head and began the process of restoring everything she had taken, as well as adding some things she would need.

Jane and Dan Granger watched as their daughter shuddered under the spirit's power. It took all of their control not to try and pull her away. Harry moved to their side and stated there was no risk to Hermione, a few minutes later Rowena moved away as Hermione dropped to her knees and groaned as everything she had lost came back to her. She couldn't help but smile as she recalled so many things she had once known. Then the newer stuff came to her and she was shocked by what Harry had achieved.

"I'll think you'll need this Hermione," Harry told her as she got back to her feet.

She turned to face him and noted he was holding out a wand to her, a closer inspection showed it was not just any wand, but her own. The one she had been sure would have been destroyed. Grasping it for the first time in three years she felt it respond as it had done the first time she had touched it.

Smiling she raised it and began to chant a magical vow. She wanted to ensure there would be no doubt in Harry's mind at her loyalty to him from this point on. Harry was going to stop her, but Jane placed a hand on his shoulder and shook her head. Clearly she believed Hermione needed to do this. When she finished the magic took hold and Harry nodded his head in understanding. Rebuilding their friendship would take time, but he was certain it could be done.

Rowena noted Harry's nod and she snapped her fingers causing them all to vanish from the house. She ensured the house was locked before leaving herself.

+N+

(Potter Towers)

Hermione blinked as she noted they were somewhere else. Her parents glanced around in awe as they noted the large room they were in. Harry moved to the desk at the front and sat down. He indicated the others should join him. Dobby popped in and moved three chairs to appear in front of the desk before popping out, a few seconds later drinks appeared on the desk.

"Welcome to Potter Towers, one of the biggest shops in the magical world," Harry said with a smile. "You are probably wondering why I brought you here?" he asked, to which Hermione nodded in agreement. "I want to offer you a job here," he stated.

"Doing what?" Hermione inquired.

"Invention of new spells and ensuring magic can work around electricity," Harry answered as Lily Potter faded into view by his side. "We have almost worked out a spell that will work permanently, but it is not quite there yet, so the spell right now has to be applied every week," he explained.

"Are you serious?" Hermione couldn't help but ask.

"I am actually," Harry said with a smile enjoying the look of surprise on her face. "We always need new researchers and you'll be working with one of my wives," he added, shocking her at the mention of having more than one wife. "I think you'll remember her," he added as Fleur walked into the room, having responded to the summons Harry had sent her. Nym followed her through the door, while Fleur greeted Hermione's return with a smile and small hug. Nym only nodded her head in greeting, unsure how to really treat Hermione now. Three years had not fully removed the anger she felt at those who had betrayed them.

"I would like to introduce you to my two wives Fleur and Nymphadora Potter," Harry said with a wide smile as Hermione looked even more shocked, while Jane and Dan just exchanged surprised looks between themselves.

"Do you have any kids?" Jane asked.

"Five actually," Fleur answered with a smile. "Harry and I have two girls and a son," she explained. "While he has another girl and boy with Nym," she added indicating her co-wife.

"I'm happy you found a family of your own Harry," Hermione said finally after regaining some control over her shock. "I accept your job offer," she added.

"Excellent," Harry responded as he leaned back into his chair as Dobby reappeared and brought two more chairs for Fleur and Nym. "Let's get down to business," he stated.

The End