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Chapter One: Summer

The school holidays had started yet again and Harri was currently living at the Palace Acacia, the birthplace of Salazar Slytherin, located in Fen, fresh from her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. What a year she had too! Dating her once school enemy, making secret defence club underneath the nose of Dolores Umbridge and then battling Death Eaters in the Department of Mysteries, over a prophecy made a year before she was born, before she was kidnapped by her Uncle Tom, otherwise known as Lord Voldemort. However, the weirdest thing that happened that year was when Voldemort admitted to her that he didn't want to kill her and was currently looking out for her well-being as any normal uncle would, during which time she had a vision of three children playing together, a group of people whose faces were blurred except the one in front that looked like Tom Riddle otherwise Tom Dumbledore.

It was this vision that Harri was pondering over as she sat on top of one of the palace's tallest towers' roof as she watched the sun begin to rise into the sky, bringing forth a new day. Another day, Harri would sit and ponder the vision, seeing as nothing would distract her from it. When she first arrived at Acacia is was able to keep her thoughts at bay, telling the staff everything that had happened as they welcomed her home and as she did her summer homework, but once everything had settled down and her homework was completed, the only thing she could think about was the vision. She dried flying, cleaning her room, reading, writing, making potions…but nothing worked. What she needed was to talk to someone about it, but who? Severus was away somewhere in Japan, her grandparents were still at Hogwarts, along with Severus' fiancée Aurora Sinistra, Hogwarts Astronomy professor. Rhiannon away also, currently shopping in France with a few friends. Sirius and Remus were at the Ministry, arguing Sirius' case of him being an innocent man, which didn't seem to be going so well. Then there was her friends and Draco, she hadn't told them about it and she didn't dare to write it in a letter, besides, it wasn't something you could explain in a letter. The only other person she could talk to was Voldemort, seeing as she was able to visit him whenever she wanted. The only problem was that the vision had something to do with him. Something that she knew he wouldn't react well to, so she couldn't talk to him either. She was stuck.

Harri signed and climbed to her feet. Quietly, she climbed down the tower and climbed through the window leading to her room. Harri's room was bigger than the average bedroom. Its walls were painted with green vines and posters and paintings hung off them. They were posters of Quidditch teams and bands that she liked and the paintings were of Dragons, Valkyries and of other mythical creatures and warriors. It's safe to say, that if anyone walked into Harri's bedroom they would know that she wasn't a girly-girl.

Harri walked over to her desk and sat down, after grabbing a book from the bookshelf next to the desk on Divination. Harri's desk, at the present time had a number of newspapers laid piled in the little shelf in the middle of the hutch of the desk. Ever since the battle at the Department of Mysteries, a number of events had happened. Harrietta Dumbledore: The Chosen One?, Scrimgeour Succeeds Fudgeand Ministry Guarantees Students' Safety were a few of the news headings for the past few days. Harri was especially happy to see that Fudge was no longer Minister, but she wasn't sure about this Scrimgeour character. True, he was Head of the Auror Department, but that meant nothing to Harri. What she needed to know was if he was capable of running a country. Next to the papers was a brochure on how to protect oneself and family against the Dark Forces. When Harri read the brochure during breakfast, she snorted loudly, startling one of the servants nearby. She couldn't help it, for most of it, no sorry, all of it was common sense for her, but she kept the brochure anyway.

When the clock struck eight, Harri placed her book back (it didn't even help with her vision) and walked down to the dinning hall for breakfast. Not paying attention to where she was going, she walked straight into someone and would have fallen to the floor if that someone hadn't caught her.

'Sorry, I didn't mean to…Uncle Sev! Your back!' Harry said, looking up to see whom she walked into.

'What, is that all I get, is that your back? What about a hug?' Teased Severus, grinning down at his niece.

'I was getting to that!' Laughed Harri, rapping her arms around her uncle's waist. 'I missed you.'

'I missed you to.' He then snorted, 'only been apart for two weeks and already we are missing each other.'

Together then walked to the dinning hall, Severus telling Harri about his trip. 'That reminds me,' Severus said, once they were sitting down at the table. 'I got you this. I hope you like it.' He handed Harri a long package.

Harri carefully ripped open the paper (she would use it for her scrapbooking) and opened the box the present was in. Inside the box was a Japanese Katana Sword, a curved, single-edged weapon that was used by the Samurai warrior class in Japan.

'Do you like?' Asked Severus.

'Like it? That would be an understatement! I love it! Thank you so much, Uncle Sev!' Harri exclaimed joyfully, throwing her arms around Severus.

'I'm glad you like it. It was very hard to come by, but this particular Katana was made back during the sixteenth century. In saying this, it was bought as a decoration.'

'I kinda figured that out myself.' Harry said, taking a better look at her Katana. It was roughly twenty-four inches long with a black Tsuka (handle) with a silver diamonded shaped pattern going up the handle. Right at the end of the Tsuka was a golden Kashiri (Pommel) with some sort of symbol on it. The Fuchi (collar), Tsuba (guard) and Habaki (blade collar) were also golden. The Shinogi (Grind Ridge) or Hamon (Temper line), Harri couldn't remember what it was called, was a pattern that looked like waves sound the silver blade. The Kisaki (blade point) was still sharp. Once Harri had finished examining the Katana, she turned her attention to the Saya (Scabbard). The scabbard throat was the same golden colour as the sword and the pattern of the scabbard was of what looked like a dragon.

While Harri was examining the Katana, Albus, Minerva and Aurora walked in, having finished everything that they needed to do at Hogwarts.

'Did you have to buy her a weapon, Sev?' Asked Minerva, scaring Harri, who hadn't seen them enter. 'Sorry, honey, I didn't mean to scare you.' Minerva added.

'That's alright, grandmother.' Harri said recovering and getting up to greet the rest of her family.

'Harri, would you mind helping me out with a little problem tonight please?' Albus asked taking a seat next to his granddaughter.

'Sure, what do you need help with?' Harri asked, eager to help out and take her mind off the vision.

'Just a little staffing issue is all.'

'If it is to do with the staff, than why do you need my help? Wouldn't grandmother, Uncle Sev or Aurora be of more help?' Asked a perplexed Harri.

'No, only you can help me. Anyway, I better be off…'

'Grandfather, what did you do to your hand?' Harri interrupted him, catching sight of her grandfather's blackened hand, which looked as though the skin had been burnt away.

'I'll explain later, Harri.' Said Albus rising to his feet, kissing Harri lightly on top of her head, kissed Minerva, said goodbye and left.

'Grandmother, what happened to grandfather's hand. It looks as though its dead or something?' Harri said, turning to her grandmother.

'I honestly don't know Harri. He hasn't told me what he did to himself. In fact, he hasn't told anyone.' Minerva said shaking her head.

Harri spent the rest of the day brewing potions with Severus. A couple of times she thought about bringing up her vision but she couldn't do it. As she thought about it, she knew that her family would be the worst people to talk about it with, seeing as Voldemort was a hurtful topic to talk to her family about, even though they all put on a brave face.

After dinner, Albus and Harri headed out into the night. Albus ended up Apparating them to the small village of Budleigh Babberton, a Muggle village. The two of them walked in silence past an empty inn, houses, telephone boxes and bus shelters.

'I saw in the Daily Prophet that Fudge has been sacked.' Harri said conversationally, as they walked up a steep side-street.

'Correct. He has been replaced, as I am sure you also saw, by Rufus Scrimgeour, who use to be Head of the Auror Office.' Replied Albus.

'Do you think he's good?'

'Well, he is able, certainly. A more decisive and forceful personality than Cornelius. He is a man of action and having fought Dark wizards for most of his working life, does not underestimate Lord Voldemort. This is he place, Harri,' he added as they arrived outside a small, neat stone house set in its own garden.

'Oh dear. Oh dear, dear, dear.' Said Albus.

The front door was hanging off its hinges. Albus quickly glanced up and down the street, which seemed quite deserted.

'Wand out and follow me, Harri,' he said quietly, walking swiftly and silently up the garden path, pushing the front door open very slowly, his wand raised at the ready.

'Lumos.'

Albus' wand-tip ignited, casting its light up a narrow hallway. To the left, another door stood open. Holding his illuminate wand aloft, Albus walked into the sitting room with Harri right behind him.

A scene of total devastation met their eyes. A grandfather clock lay splintered at their feet, its face cracked, its pendulum lying a little further away like a dropped sword. A piano was on its side, its keys strewn across the floor. The wreckage of a fallen chandelier glittered nearby. Cushions lay deflated, feathers oozing from slashes in their sides; fragments of glass and china lay like powder over everything. Albus raised his wand even higher, so that its light was thrown upon the wall, where something darkly red and glutinous was spattered over the wallpaper.

'I wonder what happened here,' Harri said quietly. 'It wasn't Death Eaters, I know that much. If it had of been them, then there would have been a Dark Mark outside and they wouldn't have made this much mess. The mess seems…different to if there was an actual attack. It seems…over the top. Besides, there wouldn't be Dragon blood on the wall.' She added when she recognised what kind of blood it was.

'I agree with you, Harri.' Said Albus, peering behind an overstuffed armchair lying on its side and without warning, Albus suddenly swooped, plunging the tip of his wand into the seat of the overstuffed armchair, which yelled.

'Ouch!'

'Good evening, Horace,' said Albus, straightening up again.

Harri watched as the armchair changed into an enormously fat, bald old man who was massaging his lower belly and squinting up at Albus with an aggrieved and watery eye.

'There was no need to stick the wand in that hard,' he said gruffly, clambering to his feet. 'It hurt.'

The wand-light sparkled on his shinny pate, his prominent eyes, his enormous, silver walrus-like moustache, and the highly polished buttons on the maroon velvet jacket he was wearing over a pair of lilac silk pyjamas. The top of his head barely reached Albus' chin.

'What gave it away?' He grunted as he staggered to his feet, still rubbing his lower belly. He seemed remarkably unabashed for a man who had just been discovered pretending to be an armchair. Thought Harri.

'My dear Horace,' said Albus, looking amused, 'if the Death Eaters really had come to call, the Dark Mark would have been set over the house.'

The wizard clapped a pudgy hand to his vast forehead. 'The Dark Mark,' he muttered. 'Knew there was something…ah well. Wouldn't have had time, anyway. I'd only just put the finishing touches to my upholstery when you entered the room.' He heaved a great sigh that made the ends of his moustache flutter.

'Would you like my assistance clearing up?' Asked Albus politely.

'Please,' said the other.

They stood back to back and waved their wands in one identical sweeping motion. The furniture flew back to its original place; ornaments re-formed in midair; feather zoomed into their cushions; torn books repaired themselves as they landed upon their shelves; oil lanterns soared on to side tables and reignited; a vast collection of silver frames flew glittering across the room and alighted, whole and untarnished, upon a desk; rips, cracks and holes healed everywhere; and the walls wiped themselves clean.

Once the room was back to normal, Albus' friend caught sight of Harri. And it was about time too! Thought Harri.

'And who might this lovely young lady be?' The man questioned, looking at Albus.

'This is my beautiful, granddaughter, Harrietta Dumbledore, but we call her Harri for short. Harri was one of the reasons that I knew you were still here. She has a keen eye and knows a lot about raids, fights and blood. Anyway, Harri this is my old friend, Horace Slughorn.'

Slughorn turned on Albus, his expression shrewd.

'So that's how you thought you'd persuade me, is it? Well, the answer's still no, Albus.'

'I suppose we can have a drink, at least? For old time sake?' Asked Albus.

Slughorn hesitated before saying ungraciously, 'All right then, one drink.'

Albus smiled at Harri and directed her towards a chair not unlike the one that Slughorn had so recently impersonated, which stood right beside the newly burning fire and a bright glowing oil lamp. Harri took the seat with the distinct impression that her grandfather wanted to keep her as visible as possible. Certainly when Slughorn, who had been busy with decanters and glasses, turned to face the room again, his eyes fell immediately upon Harri.

'Humph,' he said, looking away quickly as though frightened of hurting his eyes. 'Here -' He gave a drink to Albus, who had say down without invitation, thrust the tray at Harri and then sank into the cushions of the repaired sofa and a disgruntled silence. His legs were so short that they did not touch the floor.

'Well, how have you been keeping, Horace?' Albus asked.

'Not so well,' said Slughorn at once. 'Weak chest. Wheezy Rheumatism too. Can't move like I use to. Well, that's to be expected. Old age. Fatigue.'

'And yet you must have moved fairy quickly to prepare such a welcome for us at such short notice. You can't have had more than three minutes' warning?'

Slughorn said, half-irritably, half-proudly, 'Two. Didn't hear my Intruder Charm go off, I was taking a bath. Still,' he added sternly, seeing to pull himself back together again, 'the fact remains that I'm an old man, Albus. A tired old man who's earned the right to a quiet life and a few creature comforts.'

'You're not yet as old as I am Horace.'

'Well, maybe you ought to think about retirement yourself,' said Slughorn bluntly. His pale gooseberry eyes had found Dumbledore's injured hand. 'Reactions not what they, were, I see.'

'You're quite right,' said Albus sincerely. 'I am undoubtfully slower than I was…'

The two of them continued to talk together about a few other topics, during which time Harri was wondering why and what her grandfather needed help with. Once more Albus tried to convince Slughorn to return to Hogwarts and when he did not succeed, he stood up rather suddenly. Something Harri found really rude of her grandfather, but she soon forgave him when he asked where the bathroom was.

After a few minutes of silence, after Albus left the room, Slughorn spoke. 'Don't think I don't know why he's brought you,' he said abruptly.

Harri merely looked at him. Am I the only one that can't see what's going on? Thought Harri. As Slughorn's eyes slid from her scar and began to take in the rest of her face.

'You look very like your father.'

'Yeah, I've been told.'

'Except for your eyes. You've got…'

'My mother's eyes, yeah.'

'You shouldn't have favourites as a teacher, of course, but she was mine. Lily Evans. One of the brightest I have ever taught. Vivacious, you know. Charming girl. I use to tell her she ought to have been in my House. Very cheeky answers I used to get back, too.'

'Which was your House?'

'I was Head of Slytherin, just like your Uncle Severus is now. I suppose you ended up in Gryffindor like her, James, Minerva and Albus. Your mother was Muggle-born, of course. Couldn't believe it when I found out. Thought she must have been pure-blood, she was so good.'

'One of my best friends is Muggle-born and she's one of the bests in our year.'

'Funny how that happens, isn't it?'

'No, not really.' Harri said coldly

Just as Slughorn was about to answer, Albus walked back into the room. 'Harri, I think that we should be off seeing as we have trespassed upon Horace's hospitality quite long enough.'

Harri quickly walked over to Albus, not knowing whether she liked Slughorn or not.

'I'll do it, Albus.' Slughorn said all of a sudden. 'I'll come out of retirement, but I want a pay rise!'

'Excellent! We shall see you on the first of September, goodbye.' Said Albus, turning and leaving the room. After saying bye, Harri quickly followed him.

Once out on the street Albus said, 'Thank you for helping me Harri.'

'Normally I would say that you're welcome, but seeing as I don't know what I just helped you with I'll say, with what?'

'What you did was show Horace exactly what he would be gaining if he returned to Hogwarts. You see, Horace likes his comfort, not to mention the company of the famous, successful and the powerful. When he use to teach at Hogwarts, he formed a club full of his favourite students, the ones that he could see going places and he would help them reach success in life. In saying this, if he were to return to Hogwarts and start the club up again, then he would have a chance of collecting you, for you would be his jewel of his collection.'

Harri was not happy about that, but she knew that her grandfather must have some reason for Slughorn to return to Hogwarts, so she would just put up with it.

Two days later, Harri went over to the Weasley's to stay for the week, before going back home.

Severus Apparated Harri to the Burrow at ten o'clock on the Monday, after giving Harri a lecture about the security measures that were in place. After Severus knocked on the door, they heard a nervous, but familiar voice call out, 'Who's there?'

'Severus Dumbledore, here to drop off one Harrietta Dumbledore.'

The door quickly opened to reveal Mrs Weasley.

'It's good to see you again please come in.' She said, giving Harri an enormous hug.

'No thanks, Molly. I have to be off. I will see you on Friday, Harri. Make sure you behave yourself.' He added sternly.

'I always do!' Harri said cheekily, giving Severus a hug goodbye.

Severus nodded to Mrs Weasley walked a few paces away and Apparated away.

Harri watched Severus disappear before she turned back to Mrs Weasley, who was currently looking her up and down. 'You're just like Ron. Both of you have grown a lot in such short time. Are you hungry at all, Harri dear?'

'No thank you, I had a big breakfast…'

'HARRI!'

Harri whipped around and embraced Hermione in a hug as she came running towards him, followed by Ron and Ginny.

'You all right?' Asked Ron; embracing her in a hug the moment Hermione let go.

'Never better, what about you guys.' Said Harri, now embracing Ginny.

'Not bad, did you only just arrive?'

'Yeah, only a minute a go, if that.'

'So, what have you been up to?'

'Nothing much. I spent the first two weeks of the holidays by myself. Rhiannon's away shopping and hanging out with some of her old friends in France, Severus was away in Japan, and my grandparents and Aurora were at Hogwarts. During that time I did my homework, read, wrote, made potions and other bits and pieces. What about you?'

''Arri!'

Harri looked past her friends towards the newcomer.

'Eet 'as been too long!' Continued Fleur Delacour.

'Indeed it has, Fleur.' Said Harri giving her a hug. True they had started off on rocky ground in the beginning, but after the Second Task, they had become good friends. Not as good as Ron, Hermione and Draco, but good nevertheless. 'What are you doing here?'

'Bill and I are going to be married!'

'Congratulations!'

'Bill is very busy at ze moment, working very 'ard, and I only work part-time at Gringotts for my Eenglish, so he brought me 'ere for a few days to get to know 'is family properly. I've got to go to work. I 'ill see you later 'Arri!' Then she quickly left the room through the front door and Apparated away.

'Mum and I hate her, so does Hermione!' Said Ginny, glaring at the spot where Fleur had been.

'Yeah, well, we'll just have to learn to live with it, seeing as Bill doesn't seem to be changing his mind anytime soon.' Sighed Mrs Weasley. 'Come on Ginny, let's go and get the groceries.'

Mrs Weasley and Ginny then left, leaving Harri, Ron and Hermione all alone.

'Come on Harri, I'll show you where you will be staying.' Said Ron, leading them up stairs to the Twins room. 'Fred and George live in the apartment above their joke shop.' Said Ron, seeing Harri frown slightly in confusion.

Harri sat down on one of the beds and Ron sat on the one opposite her, talking, while Hermione peered into one of Fred and George's boxes.

'What's this?' Asked Hermione, interrupting Harri and Ron's conversation.

'Dunno,' said Ron, 'but if Fred and George've left it here, it's probably not ready for the joke shop yet, so be careful.'

'I take it that their business is going well then?' Enquired Harri.

'That's an understatement. They're raking in Galleons! I can't wait to see the place. We haven't been to Diagon Alley yet, because Mum says Dad's got to be there for extra security and he's been really busy at work, but it sounds excellent.'

'Oh, I just remembered, my grandfather's going to be giving me private lessons this year.' Said Harri conversationally. Then she went on to explain about the prophecy and what it meant.

When Harri had finished, they all stared at each other in silence, before…

BANG!

'Hermione!' Cried Harri and Ron, as Hermione vanished behind a puff of black smoke.

Hermione emerged, coughing, out of the smoke, clutching the telescope and sporting a brilliantly purple eye.

'I squeezed it and it – it punched me!' She gasped.

Sure enough, they now saw a tiny fist on a long spring protruding from the end of the telescope.

'Don't worry,' said Ron, who was plainly trying not to laugh, 'Mum'll fix that, she's good at healing minor injuries -'

'Oh, well, never mind that now!' Said Hermione hastily. 'Harri, oh, Harri…'

She sat down next to her on the edge of the bed.

'We wondered, after we got back from the Ministry…obviously, we didn't want to say anything to you, but from what Lucius Malfoy said about the prophecy, how it was about you and Voldemort, well, we thought it might be something like this…oh, Harri…' She stared at her, then whispered, 'Are you scared?'

'To be honest, no.' Harri said bluntly, well, at the moment she wasn't scared. When the time actually came, then she will probably be petrified.

Hermione then went on to tall about the different kinds of magic that Albus was likely to teach her, but Harri was only half listening. Harri started to listen fully again when Hermione changed the subject.

'You know, I wonder when our O.W.L. results are coming?'

'Any day now it should be, it's being a month hasn't it?' Said Ron.

'No, you should be getting them today, I did anyway.' Said Harri. Albus had given it to her during breakfast. Harri was that nervous about what she got the she ended up getting Severus to open it up to tell her if it was bad or not.

'How did I do?' Harri asked Severus.

'Very bad.' Severus said bluntly, reading the piece of paper with her results on it.

'What?' Harri said, panicking. She quickly snatched the paper out of Severus' hands and read over it before reaching taking the cushion off the seat next to her and throwing it at her uncle, who was nearly on the ground laughing.

'That's not funny!' Sulked Harri, but she couldn't help the small smile that was appearing on her face.

'Yes, it was. That was classic. I can't believe that you thought that you would get bad marks!' Laughed Severus.

'Don't keep us waiting you two, what did you get Harri?' Asked Aurora.

'I got an 'Outstanding' for all my subjects except History of Magic where I got an 'Acceptable' but I knew I wouldn't have gotten an outstanding mark there seeing as I never finished the exam paper, and Divination where I got a 'Poor'.'

Harri smiled at the memory, and then she realised that she was sitting all by herself in the room. The others must have gone down to see if their O.W.L. results had arrived.

When Harri arrived downstairs, she saw that Mrs Weasley and Ginny had arrived home from shopping and Ron and Hermione were currently reading their results.

'I passed.' Said Ron, when Harri went and stood next to him.

'Congratz mate.' Smiled Harri. 'What about you Hermione?'

'She did great as well, ten 'Outstandings' and one 'Exceeds Expectations'.' Answered Ron.

Hermione glared at him. 'I'm quiet capable of answering for myself, Ron. Anyway, how did you go Harri?' Harri quickly recounted what happened that morning and by the end, Ron was on the ground laughing.

'You know, if you had of told me that Sev could tease, a few years ago, I would have told you that you were insane.' He laughed.

The week at the Weasley's flew by and Harri was back at Acacia once more, helping Severus with potions for the Hospital Wing at Hogwarts and at Acacia. Two days after Harri arrived home from the Burrow, she got a huge surprise. When she walked into the dinning room for dinner, she noticed that there were more people than usual. Standing in the room was Severus, Aurora, Minerva, Albus, Remus and Sirius, all of whom were smiling, except Sirius who was positively beaming. Harri stood there staring at her godfather before she ran to him screaming, 'You're free? They let you off, didn't they?'

'Yes, I'm a free man. Free to go where I want and I no longer need to hide!' Sirius laughed, catching Harri in his arms, holding her tightly.

'It took long enough too.' Remus said, smiling. Harri looked at him more closely and saw that he looked exhausted, but happy nevertheless. 'You'd think that after everything Albus said and Sirius not having the Dark Mark would be enough proof, but no, they had him asking questions, under Veritaserum, over and over again as though he was somehow lying under it.' He said shaking his head.

'I was just saying before you came in, Harri, that this calls for a celebration!' Said Aurora.

'To right it does!' Agreed Harri.

The rest of the night was spent with close family and friends laughing and joking around, but Harri noticed that not everyone was that happy. She had been watching Severus, Remus and Sirius, who were all talking and laughing together, thinking about how they had all become close and good friends, after everything they had been through, when out the corner of her eye she spotted Tonks sitting by herself. Looking closer, she noticed that she seemed drawn and looked ill. She also noticed that her hair was quite…dull, nothing like the bubblegum pink that she normally had. After studying her for a bit longer, she observed that Tonks eyes were fixed on Remus. Curious, and worried, about Tonks behaviour, Harri slowly made her way over and sat down next to Tonks.

'You like him, do you?' Harri asked quietly.

'I don't know what you mean.' Tonks said too quickly tearing her eyes away from the laughing Remus.

'Yes you do, Tonks. It's written all over your face. You have a crush on Remus.' Harri said gently.

'Okay, you caught me. I have a crush on an older man, who couldn't care less.' Tonks said bitterly, with tears beginning to form at the corner of her eyes.

'Did he reject you?'

'Yes, he said that he was too old for me and that I shouldn't love someone like him. That he was too poor and wasn't whole.'

'Listen, Tonks. I may not a love guru or anything, but I think that Remus actually loves you to; otherwise he wouldn't be making all of those excuses. So, maybe if you give him a little space he might come around, especially if Sirius and Uncle Severus talk to him.'

'What? Why would they talk to him about that?'

'Cause they are guys. I caught a Draco giving Ron advice one time. They listen to other guys. Trust me on this.' Harri said sincerely.

Another week past and Harri's sixteenth birthday was upon them. Rhiannon, who had arrived home the night after Sirius' official release, had planned her a gigantic celebration. All the Weasleys', except Percy obviously, were invited along with Hermione, Neville, Luna, Draco, Remus, Tonks, Fleur, and many of the Order members and Hogwarts staff.

At six o'clock, on the thirty-first of July, Harri stood at the palace entrance greeting her guests. By six-thirty, all of her guests had arrived…except Draco. Hermione, Neville, Luna, Ginny, Fred, George, Ron and Harri all stood outside the dinning hall talking and laughing, even though Harri's laugh was forced, and they all noticed it. No matter what her friends did, no matter how many jokes Fred and George told, they could not make her happy, and they knew why. Only Draco could make her happy.

'…want something to drink?' Said Neville, looking at Harri, who didn't answer. 'Harri?'

'Huh, sorry Neville, what did you say?' Asked Harri, snapping back into reality, and looking over at Neville, who was holding two drinks.

'I asked if you want something to drink,' he repeated holding out a goblet to her.

'Thanks Neville.' Smiled Harri. Just as she was about to take a sip, she stopped half way and turned quickly to face the door. She quickly handed her drink to Hermione and ran towards the door, flinging her arms around the young man that had just entered, knocking him to the ground. Making all the other guests laugh.

'Ouch, nice to see you too, babe!' Draco said, looking up at his girlfriend.

'Oh, sorry about that. I was afraid that you weren't going to come.' Apologised Harri, helping Draco to his feet.

'Yeah, I'm sorry that I didn't mean to be late, um, lost track of time.' Said Draco, fumbling his pockets. 'Happy Birthday.' He added, handing Harri a rose, but it was not any kind of rose. True it its petals were red and the stalk was green, and looked like any freshly cut rose you can buy your girlfriends for Valentine's Day, the only difference was that this rose was made out of glass.

'It's beautiful, thank you, Draco!' Harri said looking down at the rose. Then she looked up at him smiling, but it was soon replaced with a small frown of concern. 'Draco, are you all right? You don't look to well.'

'Just a little tired is all. Hey guys, how are you going?' Draco said, looking over at his over at the others who had moved forward to greet him.

'Better, now that you're here. She was like the walking dead before you came.' Joked Ron, clasping hands with Draco.

'Yeah, sorry about that guys,' Harry muttered, with a tint of red hitting her cheeks.

'That's alright, we understand.' Said Ginny.

'Ladies and gentlemen,' called on of the servants. 'If you would please enter the dinning hall. Dinner is about to be served.'

The dinner began with a light entrée of either soup or salad. Then was the main course of chicken or beef. Finally, there was a whole sort of different chocolate desserts.

'I never thought that I would be in a room where each spoon had a different meaning,' muttered Ron. 'Who cares what size spoon you use to eat with.'

'I agree.' Said Ginny and Neville in unison.

'You know that you can use whatever spoon that you want.' Said Harri, looking at her friends trying not to laugh at them. 'Nobody will care.'

'Yeah, but then we would be out of place!' Said Ginny.

'We already are out of place.' Said Ron. 'The only ones that aren't, are Harri and Draco. What's up with you anyway, Draco? Something bothering you?' He added when he saw Draco picking at his food.

'Just a little tired, that's all.' Draco said again. 'Speaking of which, you wouldn't mind if I headed out early, would you Harri?' He added, looking at Harri.

In Harri's mind she was screaming at him, yes I do mind that you are leaving early, seeing as you arrived late, but instead she replied, 'No, I don't mind. I'll see you out.'

'Thanks.'

Together, Harri and Draco rose and left the hall, with many eyes watching them leave.

'I'm sorry to spoil your birthday.' Said Draco, looking down at her, running his fingers through her soft hair, when they arrived at a fireplace.

'No, you haven't spoilt it. I'm glad you came, and I will be even happier once your feeling better.' She replied, before kissing him passionately.

When they broke apart, Draco stared down at her for a few moments; sadly in Harri's opinion and he had another emotion lingering in his eyes that she couldn't place, before he turned at Flooed back to Malfoy Manor.

Slowly, Harri walked back to the dinning hall, only to find most of her other guest beginning to leave. In the end, only her family, godfather, the Weasley's, Fleur, Remus, Tonks and Aurora were left, so they all retreated to one of the longue rooms to relax and talk.

'Did you hear that there has been a couple more Dementor attacks today?' Tonks asked.

'Yeah, those creatures have been nothing but trouble. The Ministry should have never gotten them to guard Azkaban.' Said Severus, taking a sip of wine, while Aurora rested her head on his shoulder. 'Those poor people, not to mention their families.'

'I heard that Igor Karkaroff's body was found as well.' Said Remus. 'It was found in a shack up north, with the Dark Mark set above it. Frankly, I'm surprised he stayed alive for even a year after deserting the Death Eaters. Didn't your brother only manage to stay alive a few days after he left the Death Eaters, Sirius?'

'From what I heard, yes. Though no one actually knows how he died. Do Severus?' Said Sirius.

'To be honest, even the Death Eaters don't know the full story. Come to think about it, I'm not sure even the Dark Lord knows.' Severus said thoughtfully.

'Did you guys hear about Florean Fortescue?' Asked Bill, who was being piled with wine by Fleur.

'The man that ran the ice-dream place in Diagon Alley?' Harri asked quickly, looking up from the game she was playing the Hermione, Ginny, Ron, Fred and George. 'He use to give me free ice-creams. What's happened to him?'

'Dragged off, by the look of his place.'

'Why?' Asked Ron. They had all abandoned their game and were watching and listening to the conversation with much interest.

'Who know? He must've upset them somehow. He was a good man, Florean.'

'Talking of Diagon Alley,' said Mr Weasley, 'looks like Ollivander's gone too.'

'The wand-maker?' Said Ginny, looking startled.

'That's the one. Shop's empty. No sign of a struggle. No one knows whether he left voluntarily or was kidnapped.'

'But wands – what'll people do for wands?'

'They'll make do with other makers,' said Remus. 'But Ollivander was the best, and if the other side have got him it's not good for us.'

The rest of the topics weren't as grisly, unless you count Minerva asking Harri about Draco.

'Was Draco all right, Harri, he didn't seem himself today?' She asked.

'I don't think he was. Every time someone asked him he would brush it off by saying that he was tired and then look around for something else to talk about.' Harri said, sadly. 'And when I said goodnight to him, he was looking at me sadly and…well, I could decipher what the other emotion was. I'm really worried about him.'

'I'm sure his just a little bit stressed out, with Lucius being in Azkaban and all.' Said Aurora, reasonably. 'You watch, he will be back to his old self in no time.'

'As long as it's not his old, old self.' Said Ron. 'I hated the arrogant Draco Malfoy.'

Harri looked back at Aurora and gave her a smile. She was probably right. Draco would be back to his old self. It's not like he was hiding something from her or anything. Harri quickly went back to the game she was playing. As a result, she missed the look exchanged between Severus and Albus.

Two days later, Minerva gave Harri her Hogwarts letter, over breakfast.

'I still don't know why you bother giving me the letter.' Harri said, opening the envelope and pulling out its contents. 'What the…?' Something had just fallen into Harri's lap as she opened the envelope. It was a small red badge with the Gryffindor crest on it along with a "C". Harri stared at, blankly, while her family sat there waiting for her reaction, then… 'OH MY GOD! You've made me Quidditch Captain! Thank you, thankyou, thankyou!' Harri squealed with joy, jumping up and hugging her grandfather and grandmother.

'Seeing as the lifetime Quidditch ban has been lifted, we couldn't think of a better person to give it to, even you Uncle Sev agrees.' Minerva said, smiling.

'Don't know why. Poor Slytherin won't stand a chance now.' He joked.

'Can I Floo call the Burrow to make a time when we can all get together and get our belongings? And then Malfoy Manor too?' Harri asked.

'The Burrow, yes, but the Malfoy's aren't at Malfoy Manor at the moment.' Said Severus. 'They're in Mexico at the moment, with Blaise Zabini's family.'

'Oh, okay. Well, is there any days out of the question for us to go.' Harri asked, slightly disappointed that she couldn't speak to Draco.

'Any days fine with us.' Replied Aurora.

'Okay, if off.'

Harri went to her room and fire called the Burrow, knowing that Hermione was there as well. When her head arrived at the Burrow's fireplace she saw Ron, Hermione and Ginny all sitting at the kitchen table eating.

'Having a nice breakfast?' She asked, making them all jump. Ginny ended up spilling her juice down the front of her. 'Sorry, about that' She said as they all wiped around.'

'Harri! What are you doing here?' Asked Hermione, kneeling down by the fire, followed by Ron and Ginny.

'You should be getting our Hogwarts letters today, so I came to make a time when we could go and get our stuff together.' She replied.

'That's a good idea,' said Mrs Weasley, walking into the room. 'We'll go this Saturday then, as long as your father doesn't have to go into work again. I'm not going there without him.'

'Mum, d'you honestly think You-Know-Who's going to be hiding behind a bookshelf in Flourish and Blotts?' Sniggered Ron.

'Fortescue and Ollivander went on holiday, did they?' Said Mrs Weasley, firing up at once. 'If you think that security's a laughing matter you can stay behind and I'll get your things myself -'

'No, I wanna come, I want to see Fred and George's shop!' Said Ron hastily.

'Then you just buck up your ideas, young man, before I decide you're too immature to come with us!' Said Mrs Weasley angrily, walking from the room. 'And that goes for returning to Hogwarts, as well!' She added over her shoulder.

'Ron turned to stare incredulously at Harri as his mother stormed out of the room. 'Blimey…you can't even make a joke around here any more…'

'Well, she did have a point.' Said Hermione.

Harri, seeing Ron's mouth open to argue back, quickly said goodbye and left.

Saturday morning soon came and Severus, Aurora and Harri all Apparated to Diagon Alley, and walked to Gringotts where they would be meeting the Weasley's. On the way to Gringotts a seedy-looking little wizard was selling some amulets, that was suppose to be effective against werewolves, Dementors and Inferi.

'Would you like to buy one for your little girl, sir? Help protect your pretty little nec…' The man broke off as soon as he saw whom he was talking to.

Severus was glaring at the man. 'Hand them all over now.' He said deadly.

'And why should I do that?' The man asked, but he sounded unsure.

'I'll tell you why. If you hand them over now, your fine won't be as harsh…and because I don't trust you.' He added bluntly.

The man, cursing under his breath, reluctantly handed them over to Severus before hurrying away.

'At least Arthur will be able to lock Goldwin away.' Severus said, looking through the box of amulets.

'Oh, do you know him?' Asked Aurora.

'No, never seen him before in my life.'

'Then…how did you know his name?'

'The idiot left his contact details in the box.' Severus said simply, holding up a contact card. Harri laughed. 'Come on, let's go and meet the Weasley's.' He said.

They met up with the Weasley's at Gringotts and Severus handed the box of amulets, 'When you go back to work, here's one man that you can arrest. He was selling amulets to protect you from werewolves, Dementors and Inferi.' He said.

'Thankyou for that Severus, but remember that we are here to get the kids school supplies!' Said Mrs Weasley, looking anxious. 'I think that we'd better do Madam Malkin's first, Hermione wants new dress robes and Ron's showing too much ankle in his school robes, and you must need new ones too, Harri, you've grown so much – come on, everyone…'

'Molly, it doesn't make sense for all of us to go to Madam Malkin's,' said Mr Weasley. 'Why don't those three go with Severus and Aurora, and we can go to Flourish and Blotts and get everyone's school books?'

'I don't know,' said Mrs Weasley anxiously, clearly torn between a desire to finish the shopping quickly and the wish to stick together in a pack. 'Severus, do you think…?'

'Don't worry, Molly. Nobody's stupid enough to mess with Aurora or me. The kids will be safe with us.' Severus said gently.

Mrs Weasley did not look entirely convinced, but allowed the separation, scurrying off towards Flourish and Blotts with her husband and Ginny while Harri, Aurora, Severus, Ron and Hermione set off for Madam Malkin's.

When they arrived at Madam Malkin's, Severus held the door open to let them all in, before closing it behind himself. It appeared, at first glace to be empty, but no sooner had the door swung shut behind them than they heard a familiar voice issuing from behind a rack of dress robes in spangled green and blue.

'…not a child, in case you haven't noticed, Mother. I am perfectly capable of doing my shopping alone.'

There was a clucking noise and a voice Harri recognised as that of Madam Malkin said, 'Now, dear, your mother's quite right, none of us is suppose to go wandering around on our own any more, it's got nothing to do with being a child…'

'Watch where you're sticking that pin, will you!'

A teenage boy with a pale, pointed face and white-blonde hair appeared from behind the rack wearing a handsome set of dark green robes that glittered with pins around the hem and the edges of the sleeves. He strode to the mirror and examined himself; it was a few moments before he noticed Harri, Ron, Hermione, Aurora and Severus reflected over his shoulder. If possible, he paled when he caught sight of them.

'Hi Draco.' Harri said nervously. Since when did Draco take on that sort of attitude? She hadn't seen him like that since their fourth year; and why did Draco pale when he saw them? It didn't make sense.

'Hi,' was all he said.

'Draco, who are you talking to?' Asked Narcissa. 'Oh, hello Severus. What a nice surprise to see you and your family and nieces friends.' She wasn't happy to she any of them.

'It's good to see the two of you as well.' Replied Severus. 'Did you have a holiday in Mexico.'

'Yes, it was quite relaxing. What about you? Have you had a good holiday?'

'The best one yet.' Smiled Severus. 'You and Draco shopping for school supplies?'

'Don't pretend as though you don't know Severus, what else would we be here for?' She asked. 'When are you and Aurora getting married?'

'Next summer holidays,' answered Aurora. She really hated Narcissa Malfoy, but if Severus could tolerate her then see could too.

'How lovely.' She said.

Madam Malkin, sensing the awkwardness that began to spread throughout the room, decided to continue to work on Draco's robe.

'I think this sleeve could come up a little bit more, dear, let me just…'

'Ouch!' Bellowed Draco, slapping her hand away, 'watch where you're putting your pins, woman! Mother, lets just go home.'He added, taking off the robe and giving it to Madam Malkin.

'Your right, Draco,' said Narcissa, with a contemptuous glance at Hermione. 'Besides, now that I know the kind of scum that shops here, I don't think I want you to wear robes from here anymore.' Draco flinched as though he had been hit, walking towards the door with his mother, determined not to look at his friends or godfather. 'Good day, Severus.'

'Good day, Narcissa. Draco, I shall see you at Hogwarts.'

Draco did not reply or even look at his godfather. He just left as though no one was there.

'What was that all about?' Hermione asked in a small voice. 'Why was Draco acting so…cold and mean?'

'I don't know, Hermione.' Harri was almost in tears. It pained her to see Draco act that way. Noticing her distress, Severus wrapped his arms protectively around her.

An hour later, they left Madam Malkin's and met up with the others.

'Everyone all right?' Said Mrs Weasley. 'Got your robes? Right then, we can pop in at the apothecary and Eeylops on the way to Fred and George's – stick close, now…Harri, what's wrong dear?' Asked a startled Mrs Weasley, catching sight of Harri's tear stained face.

'We ran into the Malfoy's at Madam Malkin's,' said Aurora and she quickly explained what happened.

'I wouldn't worry about it, dear.' Mrs Weasley said kindly. 'He probably just woke up on the wrong side of the bed.'

'Yeah, maybe.' Harri didn't believe that it was that simple. Whatever was bothering him on her birthday was evidently still bothering him. She knew Draco well enough to know this…or at least she thought she did.

Once they had all bought the necessary potion ingredients and anything that they wanted from Eeylops Owl Emporium, they headed to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, the joke shop run by Fred and George.

'We really haven't got to long,' Mrs Weasley said, when they arrived outside the joke shop. 'So we'll just have a quick look around and then we're leaving.'

Ron, Hermione and Ginny practically ran into the shop, Harri, however, walked slowly in, mind still fixed on Draco, otherwise she would have ran in as well.

The shop was packed with customers and items. There were boxes piled to the ceiling, bins full of trick wands, boxes of quills, which came Self-Inking, Sell-Checking and Smart-Answer varieties.

A space cleared in the crowd and Harri made her towards the counter, where Hermione had managed to squeeze through the crowd and was reading the information on the back of a box bearing a highly coloured picture of a handsome youth and a swooning girl who were standing on the deck of a pirate ship.

'One simple incantation and you will enter a top-quality, highly realistic thirty-minute daydream, easy to fit into the average school lesson and virtually undetectable (side-effects include vacant expression and minor drooling). Not for sale to under-sixteens. You know,' said Hermione, looking up at Harri, 'that really is extraordinary magic!'

'For that Hermione,' said a voice behind them, 'you can have one for free.'

A beaming Fred stood before them, wearing a set of magenta robes that clashed magnificently with his flaming hair.

'How are you, Harri?' They shook hands. 'You look a little bit upset. You not still worried about Draco's behaviour from the other night, are you?'

'No, more worried about his behaviour in Madam Malkin's.' Replied Harri. 'Him acting as though we didn't exist and he was acting like the arrogant, spoilt Draco Malfoy that we all knew and loved for four years of school.'

'Well then, how about I give you the grand tour, to get your mind off it for at least a while?'

'Sounds like a plan to me!' Harri smiled, following Fred towards the back of the shop, where she saw a stand of cards and rope tricks.

'Muggle magic tricks!' Said Fred happily, pointing them out. 'For freaks like Dad, you know, who love Muggle stuff. It's not a big earner, but we do fairly steady business, they're great novelties…oh, here's George.'

Fred's twin shook Harri's hand energetically.

'Giving her the tour? Come through the back, Harri, that's where we're making the real money – pocket anything, you, and you'll pay in more than Galleons!' He added warningly to a small boy who hastily whipped his hand out of the tub labelled: Edible Dark Marks – They'll Make Anybody Sick!

George pushed back a curtain beside that Muggle tricks and Harri saw a darker, less crowded room. The packaging on the products lining these shelves was more subdued.

'We've just developed this more serious line,' said Fred. 'Funny how it happened…'

'You wouldn't believe how many people, even people who work at the Ministry, can't do a decent Shield Charm,' said George. 'Course, they didn't have you teaching them, Harri,'

'That's right…well, we thought Shield Hats were a bit of a laugh. You know, challenge your mate to jinx you while wearing it and watch his face when the jinx just bounces off. But the Ministry bought five hundred for all its staff! And we're still getting massive orders!'

'So we've expanded into a range of Shield Cloaks, Shield Gloves…'

'…I mean, they wouldn't help much against the Unforgivable Curses, but for minor to moderate hexes or jinxes…'

'And then we thought we'd get into the whole area of Defence Against the Dark Arts, because it's such a money-spinner,' continued George enthusiastically. 'This is cool. Look, Instant Darkness Powder, we're importing it from Peru. Handy if you want to make a quick escape.'

'And our Decoy Dentonators are just walking off the shelves, look,' said Fred, pointing at a number of weird-looking black hooter-type objects that were indeed attempting to scurry out of sight. 'You just drop one surreptitiously and it'll run off and make a nice loud noise out of sight, giving you a diversion if you need one.'

'Handy,' said Harri, impressed.

'Here,' said George, catching a couple and throwing them to Harri. 'Take anything that you want, free of charge…and don't give us any buts either,' he added, as Harri was about to open her mouth to argue. 'You gave us the money to start this up, so you can have anything you want for free, whenever you shop in here!' With that said, the twins excused themselves in order to help someone with a problem.

Harri walked over to Ron and Hermione, who were currently looking at the Skiving Snackboxes.

'Their stuff is really impressive isn't it?' Hermione said, looking up at Harri.

'Yeah, it is. It's quite…' Harri cut off looking out the window.

'Harri, what's wrong?' Asked Ron, as he and Hermione turned and looked out the window, wondering what had gotten Harri's sudden attention, and hey soon got their answer. Draco was hurrying up the street alone. As he passed Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, he glanced over his shoulder. Seconds later, he moved beyond the scope of the window and they lost sight of him.

'Wonder where his mother is?' Said Harri, frowning.

'Given her the slip by the looks of it,' said Ron.

'Why, though?' Said Hermione.

Harri stared at the place Draco had been seconds before debating something over in her mind. Finally, she decided what she was going to do. Pulling out her Invisibility Cloak, she motioned for Ron and Hermione to join her under it. They both complied, even though Hermione was a little hesitant.

Squeezing their way through the store, nearly running into Severus and Aurora, they managed to get outside, unnoticed, and Draco had successfully disappeared. The trio mutely headed in the direction that Draco had been heading, hoping to catch sight of him, and it worked. They caught sight of him, just as he stopped at the entrance of Knockturn Alley, glanced around, then slipped down the Alley. The trio quickly hurried after him.

They followed Draco all the way to Borgin and Burkes. Looking through the window, they could see him talking to Mr Borgin.

'If only we could hear what they are saying!' Whispered Hermione.

'We can!' Said Ron excitedly. 'Hang on…' Out of his pocket, he pulled out some Extendable Ears.

'Brilliant Ron!' Said Hermione, as they all brought their heads together to listen to what they were saying.

'…you know how to fix it?'

'Possibly,' said Borgin, in a tone that suggested he was unwilling to commit himself. 'I'll need to see it, though. Why don't you bring it into the shop?'

'I can't,' said Draco. 'It's got to stay put. I just need you to tell me how to do it.'

Borgin licked his lips nervously.

'Well, without seeing it, I must say it will be a very difficult job, perhaps impossible. I couldn't guarantee anything.'

'No?' Sneered Draco. 'Perhaps this will make you more confident.' Draco showed Borgin something the others couldn't see. All they knew was whatever it was, it was scaring Borgin. 'Tell anyone,' continued Draco, 'and there will be retribution. You know Fenrir Greyback? He's a family friend, he'll be dropping in from time to time to make sure you're giving the problem your full attention.'

'There will be no need for…'

'I'll decide that. Well, I'd better be off. And don't forget to keep that one safe, I'll need it.'

'Perhaps you'd like to take it now?'

'No, of course I wouldn't, you stupid little man, how would I look carrying that down the street? Just don't sell it.'

'Of course not…sir.' Said Borgin, bowing to Draco the same way Harri had seen him bow to Lucius Malfoy, just before her second year when she hid in the cabinet.

'Not a word to anyone, Borgin, and that includes my mother, understand?'

'Naturally, naturally,' murmured Borgin, bowing again.

Harri, Ron and Hermione watched as Draco stalked out of the shop and headed back to Diagon Alley. As soon as Draco was out of sight, Harri jumped out from underneath the Invisibility Cloak, startling Ron and Hermione and walked into Borgin and Burke's.

'What do you want?' Snapped Borgin, when Harri shut to door behind her.

'Looking at your wares, if that's all right with you,' Harri said coldly, 'and if you must know, I'm looking for a gift for my Uncle's birthday.'

Harri then turned her back on Borgin and began to browse for anything that would stand out if you were to carry it down the street, or that might have had a twin. But she was unsuccessful. So she threw caution to the winds, 'Is any of these items reserved for anyone?' She asked Borgin, who was watching her threw narrowed eyes.

'Why?' He asked suspiciously.

'If you must know, Draco Malfoy knows my Uncle and I just saw him leave the shop, which makes me wonder if he reserved anything.' Harri said, pretending to get annoyed.

'Who is your uncle?' Borgin asked suddenly.

'Which one?'

'The one you're buying the present for!'

'You wouldn't know him, but he is a close friend to the Dark Lord.' Harri said, looking at her nails.

Borgin paled. 'No, Mister Malfoy, didn't reserve anything.'

'Huh, well, doesn't matter anyway…my Uncle wouldn't like anything in here.' With that, Harri walked out of the shop, and slipped back under the Invisibility Cloak.

'It was worth a try,' said Ron, winding up the Extendable Ears.

'Mmmm, I didn't even see anything in there that would look eccentric if you carried it down a street or anything that might have a twin.' Said Harri, before sighing. 'Come on, we better get back. The other are bound to have noticed our absences.'

Harri was right to, as soon as the trio had snuck back in and walked to a corner of the store and took the Cloak off, Mrs Weasley was upon them, asking them where they had been. Thankfully, she bought their story about being in the back room and that she mustn't of been looking hard enough.

Harri, Severus and Aurora said goodbye to the Weasleys and Hermione and headed back to Acacia. When Harri arrived home, she went outside and sat by one of the ponds on the grounds, thinking. Now, not only did she have the vision spinning around in her mind, but she had Draco's weird behaviour as well. Why has he started to act all arrogant and angry again? And what was the item he was after in Borgin and Burke's? On top of that, what did he show, Borgin to make him so scared? All these thoughts were jumping around in Harri's mind until it hit her. That way he looked nervous and…maybe guilty at her birthday, not catching her eye at Madam Malkin's, accusing Malkin of pinning him every time she touched the sleeve of one arm…Draco was now a Death Eater!

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