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Nature's Cruelty: Sequel to Earth Shattering	By : Luckycharms Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 4870 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. That right goes to the AMAZING JK Rowling. No profit is made off this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
- 2-Flight
- 3-News
- 4-Secrets
- 5-Fireworks
- 6-Broken
- 7-Zoo
- 8-Tremble
- 9-Danger
- 10-Loss
- 11-Cruelty
- 12-Hope
- 13-Epilogue
- 9
- 10
- 11
AN- So I am going to try something different this time. I had someone mention to me once that putting the song title and artist in the middle of the story can sometimes throw off the vibe created. So what I am going to try, is telling you the name and artist in the beginning in an Author’s Note, and add ->XX where the song will begin. It is still optional if you want to listen to it. You can listen to it before the scene, after the scene, during the scene, or not at all. Completely up to you. I only pick songs I think will add to the intensity of the scene and what song I think would not only work best, but what I picture is playing in my head when I create the drama. Anyway, let me know what you think and if there is another way to place the song that won’t interrupt anything. I also took a while on this chapter because I wanted to get it right and make sure it was good enough before continuing. I hope you enjoy!
Song- Get It Right- by Glee Cast (if you look on YouTube for the actual video, it is in Spanish, but the singing is in English
Side note: All animal behavior and sounds made in this story are researched and accurate.
Credit to Scorpia11 for the edits!

Chapter 10-Loss
Wednesday, July 5th, 2006 03:11pm
Hermione stared in fear at the Mountain Lion standing before her. Of all the crazy magical creatures she has ever faced, for some reason the Cougar seemed more terrifying. She would take Fluffy, the three-headed dog, over of this wild beast any day; at least with Fluffy she knew what she was up against. She barely knew anything about Mountain Lions; just that they were known by many different names.
“Hermione, slowly come over here.” Jason whispered as he hid behind a large fallen tree.
But Hermione just stood there in shock. If she ran to Jason, she knew the feline’s instinct would be to chase her. She had no idea what to do.
“Hermione!” he called out in a louder whisper.
She held up a hand to shush him as she slowly took a step back. The Mountain Lion arched down and let out a loud terrifying screech causing Hermione to shudder at the sound. It reminded her so much of when Ron accidently stepped on Crookshanks tail once in sixth year.
“Bring out your…thing- your wand!” Jason whispered out again to her.
Hermione slowly reached for her wand, her eyes never leaving the big round yellow ones before her. She had to show she wasn’t afraid, even though her heart basically dropped into her stomach. She remembered reading once about trying to appear larger, but she was small and no matter what she did, the Mountain Lion would see her as inferior.
She took another cautious step back, hoping the mammal wouldn’t pounce. They were dangerous, yes, but also known to try and avoid humans unless threatened. Hermione wondered if the earthquake had annoyed it enough to want to hurt her.
The Cougar began to pace back and forth like it was trying to decide if it was worth attacking or not. Hermione glanced up when she saw something large appear in her peripheral view and noticed the Parade of Elephants making their way over to them. They were slow walking but determined looking.
The Mountain Lion didn’t seem to notice as its attention was on focused on Hermione, but once one of the Elephants lifted its trunk and let out a roar, the mammal turned quickly in surprise. It was strange to hear as she had never heard an Elephant roar before, but as she tried to think about the occurrence, another Elephant mimicked the first.
The rest of the parade of large creatures chimed in as they walked forward towards the large Puma. The feline coward backwards as it realized it was outmatched before looking at Hermione once more and running off.
Hermione let out the breath she didn’t know she was holding while still staring at the area the fierce cat once stood. Jason stood up from his hiding spot while looking from the empty area, to the elephants, to finally Hermione.
“Are…Are-are you okay?” He asked stepping out from behind the fallen tree.
Hermione continued to stare ahead of her with her wand still stretched out. Jason walked up to her and laid a hand on her shoulder. She turned her head slowly with tears staining her face. She quickly wiped them away and then pocketed her wand in her bag.
“Are you okay?” he asked again. She looked back up to him at a loss for words. “Why didn’t you hex the thing?”
“I…I couldn’t think of a spell that the band would let me use. My-my mind just went blank.” Her face turned sour “I am the smartest witch out here and I couldn’t think of one stupid spell to use!”
“Hermione you were scared; it’s understandable to forget temporarily.”
“I don’t forget things!” she spat.
Jason took a step back and held his hands up in defense.
“Sorry, I was just trying to help.”
Hermione softened her features and relaxed her shoulders.
“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to snap at you. It’s just…I fought in a war, I have gone up against the most dangerous magical creatures out there; one would think a Mountain Lion would be easy to handle.”
“Yeah well…I didn’t know elephants roaring was thing either.” He laughed lightly “But I will say, I bet none of those times you went up against those beasts, your magic was limited. It’s normal human behavior to forget in times of fear.”
Hermione let out a sigh, turned around, and came face to face with a male African Elephant. It shocked her slightly and she took a step back while letting out a loud gasp. She lowered her hand from her chest and looked up at the giant mammoth like animal. The elephant raised its trunk and placed it on her shoulder. It began to tickle her ear as it sniffed her, causing her to giggle in joy.
Hermione raised her hands and gently touched the side of the trunk. It felt like a muggle eraser to her; soft, yet tough at the same.
Another elephant walked up to Jason and copied, what Hermione assumed was the Elder, was doing. Except it didn’t just sniff at Jason like the one did to her; instead it wrapped its trunk around his waist and began hoisting him into the air.
The duo let out laughs of pure joy at the actions happening around them. It was the first time all day that she had been able to feel happy about something. She temporarily forgot about all the bad that had occurred the last two days. She forgot about the danger she was previously in, the fight with Draco, the earthquakes, everything. For the first time all day, Hermione smiled a genuine smile.
The Elder in front of her lowered its trunk to her stomach and let out a light grumble while flapping its ears vigorously. The rest of the Parade began to circle around the duo, almost in protection, mimicking each other. The experience was strange, but it had a calming effect as well.
Before she knew it however, the Parade stopped what they were doing and began to walk away. The Elder in front of her lightly tapped her on the head with its trunk making Hermione giggle one last time. She lifted her hands back up, took ahold of the large column that extended from the animals face, and leaned her cheek against it.
“Thank you.” she smiled softly.
The Elder Elephant blew air from its nose into her face before bowing slightly and turned away.
“Well…that was an odd encounter to say the least.” Jason interrupted her thoughts as he walked up to her with his hands in his pockets.
Hermione just smiled as she watched the family of giant mammals walk off into the distance.
“Yeah,” She finally stated after a few seconds of silence “but one I wouldn’t change for the world.”
Jason let out a small puff of air through his noise as he smirked, before guiding Hermione back down the path they originally were taking.
“Do you think they knew I was with child?” Hermione asked once they walked for a few minutes looking for a way out.
Jason shrugged his shoulders while looking up at the pathway they couldn’t reach.
“I mean, it’s possible. Animals have a sense for things humans will forever wish they could possess. Wouldn’t surprise me if they did know; Elephants are extremely smart creatures with a very brilliant memory. That’s one of the reason they are my favorite.”
“Jason…Do you think we will find Draco and Steven? I-I am so worried about them.”
Jason stopped walking and turned to face her. He rested his hands on her shoulders and stared her directly in the eyes.
“We will find them, Hermione. You are the smartest witch of her age, or so I am told, and Draco is a very intelligent man. There is no doubt in my mind that we won’t find them. In fact, they might even find us first.” He beamed.
Hermione lifted the corner of her mouth in a half smile and looked down at the ground.
“Thank you for helping me today.” She raised her eyes back up to him “You didn’t have to come…but I really appreciate that you did. It means a lot to me.”
“Hermione...Stop thanking me.” He smirked with a head shake “You and Draco are my friends. I would…will, do anything for my friends.”
“Ditto.” She smirked back.
Jason laughed and they turned to keep walking. They suddenly stopped when an explosion rang through the air to the left of them. They both saw a cloud of dark black smoke rise into the sky and it made Hermione worry more. She wondered if Draco was near the explosion or if Steven was; if they boys were even still together and made it out of the reptile house alive.
In a rush to gain some answers, Hermione burst into a run with Jason hot on her tail. They weaved around fallen trees, cracks in the Earth surface, and animals that did not make it, before they turned left and tried making their way through Asian Passage, which connected to the enclosure they were trapped in.
Hermione stopped running when she reached a fence a few feet away, separating them from the rest of the Zoo. She quickly turned around to see how far Jason was behind her when her heart stopped and her mouth fell open.
The Mountain Lion from earlier apparently was not too happy to be scared off by a bunch of herbivores and stood angrily on its four massive paws in front of her. It clawed at the air in rage, attempting to scare her further as it showed its large sharp teeth designed to tear through meat and tendons.
Reaching for her wand as fast as she could, she held it straight out in front of her with a shaking hand. The Cougar let out a loud terrifying screech before readying itself to pounce. It clearly saw Hermione as a weak and smaller target, but even though it wanted maim her, she couldn’t bring herself to want to kill the animal.
She tried to quickly think of every spell she knew that the band on her wrist would let her use, but before she could go further into her mind, she felt something push her hard to the side. At first she thought the feline got her, but she never felt the razor-sharp claws or the pointed edge fangs sink into her skin.
Looking up from the ground where she had fallen, Hermione witness the most horrifying thing since the war.
Jason fell to the ground on his back with the Mountain Lion pinning him down. Its salient teeth digging into his neck while its claws gripped to his shoulders; preventing him from fully being able to fight back. But fighting back is what he tried his hardest to do.
Pushing back on the short-haired cat’s chest, Jason let out a loud howl of pain as it released its hold for a few second before chomping back down at his neck again.
Hermione sat frozen on the earth’s hard surface, watching in panic and terror as the Puma ripped the muggle in front of her to shreds.
Shaking away the fear and consternation, Hermione scrambled to her feet and pointed her wand once more. As she cried tears of sorrow through Jason’s horrifying screams, only one spell came to mind that she knew would work; one that no Ministry knew about.
“Sectumsempra!” she cried out and a flood of white light shot from the tip of her wand.
The dark curse hit the oversized feline in the ribs, causing it to soar backwards off Jason and crash to the ground with multiple large red lacerations covering its body.
Jason shook violently as his blood began to seep from his body and stain the grass and dirt below him.
“JASON!”
Hermione ignored the dying Mountain Lion laying only a few feet from them and ran to the man who officially saved her life this time.
Sliding to her knees next to him, Hermione took in the extensive damage done to Jason’s flesh. Though most of his upper body was lacerated with deep bleeding wounds, his inability to breathe was her most pressing concern. Dropping her wand, she swiftly covered the deep gash on the side of his neck with her hands. Rich crimson blood coated her arms and stained her sundress as it seeped from under her palms. The wound was severe; she knew without a doubt the bite had hit an artery.
“Jason, stay with me! Please stay with me!” she begged as tears burned her eyes and trickled down her face.
Jason looked up at her with panicked eyes as she tried to think of a spell to save him. She looked around and spotted her wand on the ground next to her. Releasing a hand from his neck, she grabbed the thin Vinewood and pointed it at his wound.
Jason lifted a hand and grabbed ahold of her wrist.
“Don’t” he stated while trying to breathe through the blood in his mouth.
His body jerked as the pain continued to radiate through him, but he held on to her wrist with all the remaining strength he had left.
“I need to heal your wounds or” she paused and bit back a sob “or you’re g-going to d-die!” she exclaimed, confused as to why he would stop her.
“L-lost…t-t-too m-much…blood” he gasped between fast painful breaths. “Pointless…”
“I can save you.” she cried sorrowfully. “Please let me save you.”
“Y-you know…it’s…t-too…l-late.”
“No! I can fix this! This is my entire fault! If I had just hexed the thing earlier, this wouldn’t have happened!”
“H-her…m-mione…it’s o-okay…Not…y-your f-fault.”
Hermione wept harder while Jason’s skin began to pale. She had to save him, if she could just close his wounds she could save him.
“T-tell…Ste-ve…I…lo..love…hi…him…p-promise…p-promise m-me-you’ll…t-tell him.”
Hermione knew deep down that Jason was right, even if she could close his wounds, he already lost too much blood. She sobered as she realized there weren’t any blood replenishing potions in her beaded bag nor any transfusion kits. He would die here in her arms and there was no way she could stop it…no way she could save him.
“I-I…I promise. I’ll tell him.”
The corner of his lips lifted into a small smile as tears steamed from the corner of his eyes. His body convulsed as obvious pain radiated though him.
“C-can you…p-p-pain?” he asked cracking his eyes open one last time. His body was failing him and the pain simply unbearable…praying she could help take some of it away.
XX
Hermione nodded her head and did her best to hold back her tears as he released his grip from her wrist. She hastily reached into her bag and summoned a small white stone. Placing it next to him, she pointed her wand and muttered the incantation to activate the Forget Me Now.
A faint white mist began to envelop them, easing Jason into a deep sleep. Once he was fully under, she brought the tip of her wand to his temple, thought of a happy memory, and gently cast a modified false memory charm to ease his pain.
In Jason’s mind, he awoke beneath a large Oak tree in a beautiful golden wheat field illuminated by soft sunlight. He laid still on the ground beneath the wide spread branches, whole and healthy without any signs of the blood or injury from the Cougar attack. Hermione stood nervously off to the side as he blinked open his eyes.
“Where am I?” Jason asked standing up “Am I…Is this Heaven?”
Hermione bit her bottom lip as she stood next to him, trying to hold back the sadness tearing at her heart.
“If you want it to be” She replied softly.
“It’s beautiful here.” He expressed while looking around.
“Jason!” she heard a boy call out. “Jason!”
They looked off into the distance as a young teen ran towards them. Though he started near the other side of the endless field, he quickly began closing the space between them; but at the same time…he looked to never reach his destination.
“Steve?” Jason asked while squinting his eyes to see better.
Hermione was perplexed at Steven’s presence in the dream. She hadn’t conjured him; he wasn’t supposed to be there. The only way he could be present, was if he were unconscious or dying.
Steven ran as hard as he could until he reached them and threw himself into his brother’s arms. Jason lifted his little brother into the air and spun around in a circle before quickly setting him down and hugged him tightly for the last time.
“I missed you, you little bugger!” Jason claimed as he released the boy and tousled his hair.
“Hey! Don’t mess up my hair!”
Hermione stood by and watched the scene before her in awe. She was careful not to think of Draco and potentially ruin the dream she created.
The brothers laughed while they poked fun at each other and Hermione thought it was best for her to leave the two of them to say their goodbyes. Turning on her heel she began to walk away, but was suddenly stopped by Jason’s voice.
“Hey!” he called out to her “Wait up!”
He jogged away from Steven’s side to hers. Hermione quickly wiped away a tear and turned back to face the man she couldn’t save.
“Why are you crying?” he questioned as his smile faded and transformed to concern.
She waved him off and produced a fake smile to return to him.
“I’m just happy you found Steve.” she half lied.
In truth, she was very happy the boys had found each other, but she was terrified that Steven was also dying as well, and possibly even Draco.
“Thanks to you!” Jason beamed as the wind billowed through his dark brown locks.
“Well I…” she stopped mid-sentence and looked up at the man who made it possible for her to live a little while longer.
Nibbling her bottom lip with watery eyes, Hermione reached out a hand and pulled Jason into a big hug.
“Whoa!” he cried out with a laugh before he reciprocated the hug.
Hermione held onto him for what felt like hours, taking in everything she could and relishing the moment before pulling away and wiping the tears from her eyes. Even after living through a war where she had lost so many loved ones, it still hurt to lose him.
“I should get going.” She said softly with a small smile “Steve is waiting for you.” she nodded her head in the direction where his little brother was playing in the field under the Oak tree.
Jason turned to watch his brother for a moment before looking back at her with a warm compassionate expression.
“You are going to make a great mum, Hermione. Your child is lucky to have you.”
Jason kissed her cheek tenderly and smiled broadly before turning around and walking back to the tree. Hermione tried to hold back her tears as her heart broke for the two boys before her, and went to spin away before she collapsed in front of them. She took a step forward after collecting herself, to leave the faux dream, when Jason stopped her once again.
“Hermione?”
“Yeah?” she replied with a broken voice as she fought back tears. She refused to turn around and look back; afraid her resolve would crumble.
“I’m going to miss you too.”
Hermione shut her eyes, held her breath, and pinched her lips together in an effort to hold her-self together from the agonizing loss she felt, before taking once last step to leave the heaven she created for him.
Blinking open her eyes, she found herself still kneeling at Jason’s side, His breaths slowly became labored as she clutched his hand tightly. Her lower lip trembled and tears silently fell onto his bloodied chest as she slowly removed her hand from his neck and placed it on his chest.
“It’s okay Jason…I am right here…You go.” she expressed through her faltering voice. “You go.”
He took in another shuddering breath and slowly exhaled, while Hermione watched and waited. She could feel his fading heart stutter and come to a halt as his body relaxed and his chest failed to rise again.
“I’m so sorry, Jason…I am so sorry.”
Hermione finally allowed her-self to break in bitter despair and dissolved in lamentation. The curly-haired witch lowered her head and sobbed into his motionless chest. She was heartbroken to have lost such a kind friend, torn about not being able to save him, and terrified Draco and Steven might be in danger.
She cried for what felt like forever. It was like losing Ron all over again and she couldn’t take it. The pain, the grief, the sorrow…it was all too much. She just wanted to go home. She wanted everyone to be able to just…go home.
Once she had cried her fill, she then considered what to do next. She wasn’t sure what she should do. This wasn’t like anything she ever had to deal with before. She needed to find Draco, but the thought of leaving Jason’s body behind broke her. And she couldn’t forget Steven…How was she going to tell him his brother died to save her? Would he even be alive for her to tell him?
The questioned raced through her mind like a speeding broom rushing passed her; question after question after question, with no clear answers waiting at the end.
Hermione sucked in a deep breath and began to stand up. Her legs were weak and her body shook in mourning, but it was nothing compared to anguish her soul bared. With her wand at her side, she stared down at Jason’s lifeless body and sucked in her bottom lip. Raising the thin Vinewood up, Hermione wordlessly cast the concealment charm; hiding Jason’s body until she was able to come back for him…and she would come back for him.
Taking one last look at the area he laid, she turned on her heel and started towards the fence.
Hermione walked alone for the first time in a long time. She replayed every conversation she ever had with Jason, with Ron, even with Draco. She thought after losing so many people in her life she would grow numb to the pain. She did grow numb at one point after the war, but regret and remorse always had a way of sneaking back up on her. Whether it was a mere memory, or the countless times someone died because she wasn’t quick enough to react, it always came…and it always took a piece of her.
Wrapping her arms around herself, Hermione tried to hug the pain away. She lifted her right hand up to her face to wipe away a stray tear that managed to escape, but when she pulled her hand back, the color red filled her eyes. She stared at her blood covering her hand and swallowed back a whimper seemingly stuck in her throat. Her hand shook in front of her and the longer she stared, the more red it became, until it was too much to handle. Something inside her snapped. She had the sudden urge to rid the blood staining her skin and all logic and rationalizing escaped her grasp.
She went into a state of shock and started to sob uncontrollably again. She wiped her palms vigorously against her tarnished dress over and over again, but the dry blood wouldn’t go away, the reminder never disappearing.
Standing in the middle of Park Way alone and scared, Hermione continued to wipe her hands on her dress in panic. Scratches and friction burns appeared on her skin as she tried and tried to remove the blood with no success.
Utterly unhinged, Hermione collapsed into a heap of despair. She fell to her knees as she covered her face and howled into her hands. Minute after minute passed by before she was able to calm herself down and as she sat there staring down at the concrete, completely detached from the world, a loud and terrifying sound blared through her eardrums.
Adrenaline surged through her bones as she slowly lifted her shaking head and turned her eyes to a large hairy slobbering beast. A Grizzly Bear about three and a half feet tall stood firmly to her right. Its left back leg was bleeding and there was a large scar across its concaved face. She assumed it was injured from the earthquake, but she couldn’t be certain. What she was certain about, was that it was hurt and confused.
Hermione quickly stood up but her fast movements surprised the Grizzly. If she would have just stayed where she was and didn’t move the Bear would have most likely ignored her. She cursed herself for being so stupid.
She once again reached for her wand and held it out in front of her. Her whole body shook in fear as the Grizzly took her actions as aggression; now considering her a threat. The Bear quickly bounced its front legs off the ground and stood up to its full colossal height.
Standing at a massive ten feet tall, the beast towered over her by almost five feet. Hermione took a step back and felt her balance falter, causing her to drop her wand to catch herself as she fell in terror. Landing hard on her bum, she began scrambling away to put distance between her and the mountain of a mammal.
The Bear landed back on the ground with a hard thud before letting out another powerful booming roar. Hermione whimpered as she continued to scramble backwards. The brown fur of the Grizzly bounced in the air as it began sprinting straight at her. With nothing to defend herself with, she held up an arm to protect her face, squeezed her eyes shut, and accepted the inevitable.
But nothing happened; no slashes, no weight of a six hundred pound animal on top of her, no pain, nothing. She slowly opened her eyes and lowered her arm, expecting to see the Bear before her; however something was blocking her view.
Golden fur with a thick dark brown mane attached to a feline, set sideways in front of her. The Lion stood guard before her in defense as he let out a mighty growl. The Bear showed no fear while it snarled back at the king before it; drool dripping from its chin.
Hermione’s gaze was fixed on the two beasts in front of her as they both showed their impressive carnivorous fangs. The King began to paw up the ground around him while letting out a loud grunt before he half-charged as a warning.
It was thrilling to her, but also extremely frightening to see a Lion in full tyrannical rage. The Grizzly however, refused to back down and let out deep panting grunts of its own before once again standing on its hind legs to show its dominance.
But the mistake of the Bear was showing its vulnerable underbelly. The Lion sprinted at full speed, tackling the mammal at full force. Its teeth sunk deep into the beast’s soft tissue causing the Bear to growl out a moan of pain. It swiped at the feline, landing its overly large claws anywhere it could.
As the two brute animals fought, Hermione turned her body and scrambled to her feet. She rushed to turn back around and watched as the Bear pinned the Lion to the ground in an angry rage. Looking around for somewhere to hide, she spotted the Great Panda Research Center at an angle to her right. Problem was, she had to run passed the fight to get to it.
As she began to race to the building, the Lion tackled the Grizzly to the ground directly in front of her. She dodged the fall and continued running while the fight continued behind her. Crashing into the Research Center’s main door, she jiggled the handle in a frenzy, but it wouldn’t open. The door was locked and she no longer had her wand.
Whipping her body around she looked for another place to hide with her back against the steel door. There were a few bushes in front of her, across the pathway, but they weren’t large enough to cover her. She looked to her right and thought about running to hide around the side of the building, when the loud and frightening sounds of the battle, ceased.
She was afraid to look at the aftermath as she took fast shallow breaths. Not because of bloodbath that just ensued, but because she was scared of who was left standing.
Slowly twisting her head to take a peak, with a large lump in her throat, Hermione spotted the Grizzly Bear’s full mass lying dead on the cement. The Lion stood above it panting hard and covered in red. It looked up at her with a snarl still resting on its mouth while its jaw dripped with fresh crimson blood.
Hermione held her breath as the King softened its features and backed away from its kill. It no longer looked intimidating or angry to her; to everyone else maybe, but to her…the fierce cat just looked like a hurt and remorseful creature.
Against all of her better judgement, Hermione stepped away from the door and curiously began to walk towards the immense feline. Her eye connected to his large golden ones and she began to feel the safe secure pull she once felt before.
Before she knew it, she was standing precisely two feet away; the closest she has ever been to the mascot of her house. She knelt down slowly, never breaking eye contact, while hesitantly reaching up a hand. She never heard the shouting for her to stop what she was doing, nor did she realize that Draco was only about a hundred feet away.
The golden orbs of the Lion were mesmerizing. They sparkled like the sun and brought a smile to her lips; she recognized those eyes anywhere. People might assume she was crazy, or that she hit her head in the earthquake, but she knew who those eyes belong to.
“Ron.” She whispered with a soft grin.
Hermione reached out the last few inches needed and touched the velvet fur resting on the cat’s snout. A single tear escaped through her brown lashes as the King of Beasts leaned forward and nuzzled her cheek gently. Without thinking of all the dangers associated with her actions, the curly brunette did the most extraordinarily absurd act; something she knew her friends and family would never believe…She hugged the Lion.
@saxman66- I am so happy you enjoyed last chapter! writers block is offically gone now and the only reason for delays is to make sure each chapter is written well. As for the plant working fast, Steven is not out of the woods yet and not 100% healthy. The plant only removed the rest of the venom that Draco couldn't get, but he still has to deal with the after effects and the bite wound itself, which will take time to heal. :)
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