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For The Sake Of A Name	By : Bickymonster Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 52498 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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AN: I present to you all, chapter 28. This was a bad week for writing sadly, I have barely done anything; between the hot weather and my main computer dying, I just have felt uninspired, drained and depressed. That is also why this chapter was delayed; I almost didn’t manage to find the energy to do so at all.

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Thank you to AchillesTheGeek for all their greatly appreciated help with this chapter.

Warnings and disclaimers apply as always

Previously:

“Will we ever manage to teach him manners?” Draco muttered to herself under her breath, “I will never forgive him if he teaches my son to be such a lout.”

The werewolf’s keen senses had no trouble hearing it, and he turned back to the girl with an amused smile; perhaps Draco wasn’t going to be as bad as he had been dreading since the moment he found out who she really was.

“We’ve all tried, but you’re welcome to have a go,” he told her. “Now, please excuse me, but I am feeling rather hungry and Sirius isn’t known for his patience.”

“I had noticed,” Draco said quietly.

She stared after her former professor in surprise as he headed back into the house after his friend. Draco wasn’t sure that she could find a way to be okay with the werewolf being around her son, at least not yet; but if Lupin was going to make an effort then perhaps she could too.

-#-

They all sit down to lunch together once Sirius had gotten Kreacher to listen to what he wanted. The meal was rather awkward; though Sirius chatted away happily, seemingly oblivious to the tension. The Potters ate in silence; Harry tending Orion sleeping in the crook of his arm, while Draco spent the meal throwing suspicious looks at Remus. Sirius, by contrast, was talkative, asking question after question about the werewolf clan.

“And this meditation or whatever helps you with the transformations?” Sirius asked curiously, leaning his elbows on the table and taking a huge bite from his sandwich.

“It helps me keep my mind during them,” Remus clarified.

Sirius nodded in understanding, “So you’ll be safe to be around during the full moon?” he asked hopefully; thinking back to the fun times they had had running together on those nights while they had been students at Hogwarts.

“Safer”, Remus stressed. “More so than before; though I’m perhaps not quite as completely lucid as when taking the Wolfsbane potion,”.

“You are NOT staying here during the full moon,” Draco snapped suddenly; as she realised what Sirius was thinking.

“Well...” Sirius started.

“No, Draco is right,” Harry interrupted, “I’m sorry, Lupin, but there is no way I am having you anywhere near my wife or son when you’re transformed.”

“You don’t have to apologise, Harry,” Remus told him, holding up a hand to silence Sirius when he looked like he was about to speak, “What the clan has taught me has helped but I would never want to put any of you at risk,” he assured Harry solemnly.

“But I was always able to keep you in check as Padfoot before...” Sirius objected.

“You had Prongs as well...” Remus argued.

“This is my house...” Sirius insisted petulantly.

“We all know that, Sirius...” Remus said, sounding exasperated.

“But I want...”

“No, Sirius, do you really think that what you want is what matters here?” Remus asked sternly, taking a firm grip on Sirius’ arm to make sure he had his old friend’s attention, “I KNOW you are glad to have me back and I would LOVE for you to be with me at the full moon; but are you really going to have Harry and his family in the same house as a transformed werewolf?”

Sirius sighed, knowing that Remus was right; he looked at the worried and somewhat annoyed faces of Harry and Draco, and then at the tiny form of Orion. He felt slightly sick that he had even considered letting a transformed Moony anywhere near them. He could never put them in danger; no matter how much control he believed the werewolf had, it would never be worth the risk.

“Either he leaves or we do,” Draco declared angrily.

“No... No... I understand, you don’t have to leave,” Sirius said quickly and the Potters were rather flattered that their father figure was so obviously distressed of the idea of losing the family he had become part of. “We will find somewhere else for Remus to go safely; I can always go with him.”

“Thank you, Sirius,” Harry said, cradling Orion against his chest.

“No, you guys are right,” his godfather agreed, though he did still sound a little bit morose about it, “I just never thought I would have to ask one of my best friends to leave home once a month.”

“He will have Grimmauld Place to himself during term time anyway,” Draco pointed out.

“Well Sirius will be here...” Remus started but stopped at the unhappy expression on his friend’s face.

“I am sorry, Moony, but I will be at Hogwarts. I am taking over Defence classes and will be helping take care of Orion; it is part of what was agreed with the Ministry. Molly and I are additional guardians, so one of us needs to be around,” Sirius tried to explain.

“Okay. Additional guardians? Agreed with the Ministry? You guys are going to have to go back and explain; I am fairly sure I am missing several key pieces of information,” Remus told him.

“I guess we start at the beginning,” Harry suggested with a nervous smile at Draco; that part was, of course, her story to tell.

Draco bit her lip and stared at the now empty plate in front of her; this was a big ask. She had promised herself that she was going to try and give the man a chance, but he was still more or less a stranger to her and they were asking her to relive some of the most personal moments of her life.

“There was an accident,” she said quietly, still not looking up, a few minutes later.

“Okay...” Remus said, looking around at the other two for more details; but, realising they weren’t about to tell him anything, and that he was going to have to wait for Draco to explain, he turned back to her.

“I was in detention in the Potions lab and I slipped,” she said.

“Snape’s lab?” Remus asked with narrowed eyes.

“Yes, but this was not in any way his fault and he tried for ages to figure out how to turn Draco back,” Harry explained quickly.

“Harry’s right, I bet you he is still trying to work out a solution, even though I told him not to bother anymore,” Draco said emphatically before going back to looking back at her place to find the courage to keep going.

“Okay, right; you slipped, do go on,” Remus encouraged.

She took a deep breath and braved looking up to meet Harry’s proud eyes; she had been planning to look up and meet Lupin’s eyes but just wasn’t feeling quite that courageous yet.

“A lot of potions fell on me and, to be honest, I was lucky not to have been killed or seriously harmed; the result, however...” Draco waved a hand up and down at her own body, managing to meet Lupin’s eye but only by forcing her Malfoy mask into place.

“The potions turned you into a girl?” Remus asked, his voice taking on a slightly breathless quality in his surprise.

Draco nodded stiffly, “Shrunk me and made me extremely fertile too,” she added. She was able to be more rational about it now that she wasn’t pregnant and her hormones were somewhat more settled, but it still made her feel a tad overwhelmed.

“I am starting to get the picture, but I still don’t see how you two ended up together,” Remus said with a frown.

“I am sure you won’t be surprised when I tell you that Lucius Malfoy was a complete...” Sirius paused when Draco glared at him, and his mind searched to find a word that she wouldn’t castrate him for using in Orion’s presence, “err... completely horrible man...” he said rather lamely making Harry snort his amusement and Draco nod approvingly.

Remus watched the interaction a little bit wide-eyed, “like you said, that doesn’t surprise me.”

“Indeed, well, apparently the idea of his precious son and heir becoming a girl was more than he or his sense of family honour could handle,” Draco said bitterly.

“He disowned you?” Remus asked in horror, “But wouldn’t that leave him without an heir?”

Harry nodded, “he was apparently too angry to really consider that... at least to start with,” he added and Remus thought he saw Harry’s grip on Orion tighten slightly.

“He tried to take Orion,” Remus said quietly as realisation hit him like a ton of bricks dropping in his stomach and he honestly felt quite nauseous at that idea of that monster getting his hands on Harry’s baby boy.

“He is still trying... kind of,” Sirius admitted through gritted teeth.

“I think we are getting ahead of ourselves again,” Remus pointed out, “what happened when Lucius disowned Draco? How did that lead to you two getting together?”

“Well once my delightful housemates realised I was not only without a name, but without any inheritance, without a home or status,” Draco said sadly, hurt flitting across her eyes before she pulled her face blank once more, “I was worth nothing and they no longer wanted anything to do with me.”

“I’m sorry...” Remus told her, reaching across the table in an attempt to touch one of her hands in comfort.

“Don’t be,” she replied snappishly; she really wouldn’t be able to hold it together if he started pitying her. “And I am not really sure exactly how it happened, but I guess Harry was... nice,” Draco explained, making Harry grin.

“We just kept seem to keep bumping into each other and Draco couldn’t eat with the Slytherins so she ate with us instead; I guess she was at least safe with us,” Harry told him, with a questioning look at Draco. They had never really talked about those early days; it didn’t really seem to matter all that much how it happened, just that it had.

Draco gave Harry a smile; a genuine one, which broke through her facade. “I guess I started to realise that I didn’t have any obligations to anyone anymore...”

Remus smiled as he watched the way she was looking at Harry, and the way Harry was looking back.

“And then we both stayed at Hogwarts that summer and one thing led to another...” Harry told him with a shrug.

“I see...” Remus said thoughtfully. “And you didn’t think to suggest precautions?” he asked, turning on Sirius.

“Hey! They were already together by the time I was cleared and they moved in with me,” he pointed out. “And I did my best to keep them apart but...”

“You did keep us apart while we were living here!” Harry defended. “It was just that once we got back to Hogwarts Draco had her own room and we had missed being alone together and... well...” Harry trailed off, a blush colouring his cheeks.

“I think I get the picture,” Remus said with a sigh, rubbing his temples. “And I am guessing with the fertility thing you mentioned before it didn’t take long before Orion was conceived.”

Harry and Draco both laughed at that. “Not long at all,” Harry said with a smirk in Draco’s direction.

“I still don’t understand how you managed to keep him; I was under the impression that the ministry reassigns guardianships of babies born to parents under seventeen years of age.”

“That is the general rule, yes,” Draco confirmed, “but Hermione found a loophole.”

“Of course she did,” Remus said with obvious amusement.

“Well for once I was very glad for her know-it-all nature,” Draco admitted under his breath.

“The basic idea was that they wouldn’t take a legitimate heir from a family, so we got married; officially we were married when he was conceived,” Harry added quickly, “It is actually our one year anniversary in a couple of weeks.”

“Err... congratulations?” Remus said hesitantly.

“Thanks,” Harry said with a grin, “So yeah, that made Draco a Potter and Orion the Potter heir.”

Remus looked sceptical, “And then they just let you keep him?”

“I wouldn’t say ‘just’,” Sirius said. “There was a committee meeting to make sure that Harry and Draco had a plan in place to maintain their education at the same time as providing suitable care for their son. They also had to agree to have me and Molly as additional guardians until they turn seventeen and have quarterly inspections by the ministry on how they are coping.”

“I see...” Remus said, “and you said that Lucius was trying to take Orion?”

“He tried to suggest to the committee that he and Narcissa would be more suitable parents for our son,” Draco growled.

“And when the committee didn’t side with him, he apparently bribed the ministry inspectors,” Harry continued.

“Wow...” Remus said; they really fought hard for this then, he thought to himself.

“I know you think I have probably failed them,” Sirius said.

“And that we have been irresponsible,” Harry added.

“While I don’t exactly approve of you becoming parents so young, I am actually kind of impressed; and feeling guilty for not being here to help you all through this,” Remus admitted.

“Well, you’re here now, Moony,” Sirius said happily.

“Look, Draco; I know it probably isn’t easy for you to trust me, but you should know that I always considered Sirius and James as part of my family, which makes Harry, and hence you and Orion, family too.”

Draco frowned but nodded, “I have no problem with you being here but you do one thing that could possibly hurt Harry or my son...”

Remus held his hands up in surrender, “I’ll be good,” he promised in a half teasing voice, that made Sirius chuckle.

“Like you know how,” Sirius joked with a wink.

“Padfoot, my old friend, I think you are getting me confused with yourself,” Remus bit back with a smile.

“Oh right, yeah, forgot we had Mr Prefect over here,” Sirius said with a thumb directed at Remus.

Harry laughed a little and Draco even managed to crack a smile.

-#-

It wasn’t easy suddenly having another person in their home. Remus quickly realised just how little he knew the Potters: Harry was a lot older and more his own man than he had been during the short time they had spent together during his third year at Hogwarts and in truth he was even less like James than he had remembered; Draco was barely more than a stranger but she was clearly smart and witty and Remus suspected once she began to trust him, and let him past the defences she was putting up, they would get along well.

Harry and Remus both made a great effort to talk frequently. As he got to know Remus, it occurred to Harry how little time he had had to get to know Sirius before he had moved into the house with him; which did make him wonder if he was just a bit too trusting at times , as Draco had implied. But then, he supposed, Draco had known Sirius even less at the time and had trusted Harry completely to keep her safe. The thought warmed his heart.

All in all it was just going to take some time before they were truly comfortable around each other. It was therefore kind of a mixed blessing that there was a full moon just a few days after Remus moved into Grimmauld Place.

They had had long discussions about exactly where Remus might go during his transformations; Sirius had the bright idea of using the Shrieking Shack, as Remus had done many years before. They had gone to Professor Dumbledore, to see if he had any alternative suggestions but it seemed he had none, and though he expressed no objections to the use of the shack.

The day before the full moon was so tense that Remus left to go to Hogwarts soon after lunch, saying he wanted a chance to catch up with the teachers. Sirius went with him to help him make the place a little more habitable and renew the wards; though they made sure to keep it looking as run down as ever from the outside.

Sirius had suggested that they could create a secure room at Grimmauld Place that Remus could use during term time but the werewolf had seemed reluctant and said that he would prefer to be close to the school’s medical services, as Madam Pomfrey was used to caring for him and, even with the improved treatments the clan had taught him, the day after the full moon was still difficult.

Despite the tension in the house Remus and Sirius’ absence did, at least, prove to Draco, who had still been anxious, that the werewolf had been genuine in his promises to leave during the full moon and to never put any of them in danger. It also meant that Molly had taken over as the additional guardian in residence and they all agreed that she really did need more time with Orion.

“Sometimes I think you were put on this earth to be a grandmother,” Harry told her as she rocked Orion to sleep.

Molly looked up and smiled at him fondly, “I do always feel happiest with a little baby to cuddle and take care of; they are just so innocent and dependent on you for everything.”

“I know what you mean; everything somehow just feels simpler when I am focused on him,” Harry agreed, “though when he wakes me up at three in the morning...”

Molly laughed, “Ah the joys of parenthood, this is why being a grandmother is so brilliant, I get to give him back to you and leave the disturbed sleep to you and Draco.”

“Funnily enough, Sirius said the same thing,” Harry told her with a grin.

Molly stayed with them until Sirius and Remus returned in the evening of the day after the full moon; the transformation had gone well and with no trouble and Sirius had been delighted at how well-behaved Remus had been in wolf form despite not having taken the Wolfsbane potion.

Madam Pomfrey and Dumbledore had tried to encourage him to take it anyway but Remus had declined with polite thanks, explaining that it left him feeling weary and made the recovery period longer.

All in all the residents of number 12 Gimmauld Place were in a good mood and felt there was hope for them as a family yet.

-#-

Harry’s birthday celebration was, by his request, a quiet event. They had a picnic lunch in the garden as the sky was bright and clear for the first time in weeks. They sat on a huge blanket which Kreacher seemed to have summoned from nowhere on Draco’s request, lay Orion down under the shade of a small parasol and watched Harry open his presents.

Harry knew he was difficult to buy for because truthfully there were rarely things he wanted. Ron and Hermione had apparently combined their forces and had gotten him a very interesting book on the history of Quidditch; the Weasley twins had sent a box of their ‘greatest creations’ that Harry put carefully as far away from Orion as possible with the intention of investigating later; and the wand holster to go on his arm that Blaise had gotten him was bound to be useful, as was the beautiful dragon hide covered journal from Remus.

He had felt slightly guilty when had given Hagrid’s present of homemade cookies to Kreacher to either eat or dispose of, but they already had an enormous cake that Molly had made that was going to take them at least a week or so to eat.

Draco looked nervous when she pulled out another present from behind her, “It’s from both me and Sirius and it’s not much but...” Draco bit her lip, “I didn’t know if I should be buying things given it’s your money and...”

Harry looked horrified, “No, Draco, no, it is OUR money. Let me make that very clear right now, as long as you don’t have plans to go crazy and spend all our money you can buy what you like,” he insisted it and as though to make his point he sealed it with a kiss. “That said, you don’t have to go spending money on presents for me,” he added as he unwrapped the gift.

It took him a moment to realise what he was holding: two small moulds clearly taken of pairs of baby feet. He figured one was Orion’s, which he confirmed when he turned it over and read the engraving on the bottom; it was the writing on the bottom of the second mould however, that had him nearly in tears.

“These were my feet?” he asked, running his fingers over the indented shape; it was so detailed you could see where the wrinkles in the skin had been.

“Yep, though I had forgotten I had it to be honest, but your Mum made one and I thought it was so cute I asked her to make a second one for me to keep,” Sirius explained.

“Lily did think it was a very strange request at the time, but I am glad she had come to terms with your madness by then and agreed,” Remus told him.

“Thank you,” Harry said earnestly, hugging Sirius tightly before releasing him and turning to kiss Draco. “Thank you, these are perfect.” He thought for a moment before he very quietly said, “I wish we had yours as well, Draco.”

“Me too,” she admitted, wiping away a stray tear that had managed to escape her husband’s eye.

“We will just have to make ones of your tiny feet now then,” Remus suggested.

Draco looked somewhat incredulous but Harry was grinning, and so she agreed; and by that evening the shelf in the library that they had had Kreacher put up specially housed five moulds of feet... Apparently it had been too much fun for Sirius or Remus to be left out of and the shapes of their large feet looked even bigger next to two baby pairs and Draco’s dainty ones.

-#-

“Professor Lupin.” Hermione greeted warmly as she stepped out of the fireplace into the living room of Grimmauld Place.

“Ah, Miss Granger, good to see you again,” Remus said closing the book he was reading and placing it on a nearby table as he got to his feet to shake her hand. “It was mentioned you might come by,” he told her, “And Mr Weasley,” he greeted as Ron followed through the floo just a few seconds later.

“Professor.” Ron said.

“I really do wish that everyone would remember that I am not actually a professor anymore,” he said, though he was smiling as he spoke, “just ‘Lupin’ will do; or ‘Remus’ even.”

“Yes, sir,” Hermione told him.

“Thought I heard the floo,” Harry said, grinning at his friends as he appeared in the doorway, “we’re in the library.”

Hermione and Ron followed Harry as he led them through the house and through a heavy door; Hermione wasn’t sure what she had expected but it was a lot cleaner and brighter than she had envisioned. In truth it was thanks to Draco that Kreacher had been talked into removing the heavy blood red curtains and doing some intense cleaning of the space.

“Does the light not damage the books?” Hermione asked with obvious concern as she looked between the enormous windows and the obviously ancient texts that lined the shelves.

“Preservation charms,” Draco said casually.

She was sitting on one of the three deep red coloured velvet sofas that were in the reading area and she didn’t look up from the book she had open, in one hand, as she spoke. Her other arm was supporting Orion as he fed greedily from her breast, her modesty barely covered by a muslin cloth over her shoulder.

Ron was quite flustered by the sight and hurriedly looked away, much to Hermione and Harry’s amusement; it wasn’t like he hadn’t seen her feeding Orion before, but he was never particularly comfortable with it and it had been several weeks since they had seen each other last.

“Ouch!” Draco exclaimed as Orion tried to look towards his father and their guests without releasing his grip on his mother’s beast; though the small boy released the nipple from his mouth to grizzle when he ended up with his face in the muslin.

Draco closed the book and dropped it over the arm of the chair; Kreacher, who seemed to be completely in sync with Draco now, appeared in time to catch the book and disappeared again, presumably to place it back on a shelf.

“You can either look for Daddy, Auntie Hermione and Uncle Ron, OR you can feed, Orion; you can’t do both.” Draco told her son firmly; she shifted him in her arms and apparently he chose food.

“Happy anniversary,” Hermione said as she sat one of the other sofas; pointedly ignoring Draco’s casual use of the house elf.

“Thanks,” Draco said, looking up and smiling at the other girl. “It’s so strange to think that, while technically it wasn’t a year ago we got married, but still, legally I have been a Potter for a whole year as of today.”

“It has been quite a year,” Ron declared as he dropped himself lazily on the other end of the sofa Hermione was using; Harry taking a seat next to Draco.

“That it has,” Harry said, looking adoringly at his wife and son.

“That’s why we are celebrating,” Ron told them with a devious smirk that probably would have looked much more at home on Draco’s face.

“Celebrating?” Harry asked worriedly, “Ron... what did you do?”

“Hey! I didn’t DO anything,” he defended, “Mum is making a big family dinner.”

Draco rolled her eyes as she started trying to burp Orion, “That was the ‘errand’ that Sirius was running today, wasn’t it?”

“Yep,” Ron told her happily, looking mightily pleased with himself.

“Well, it has been a while since Molly has seen Orion,” Harry said slowly.

“Arthur, Bill, Charlie and Percy have never even met him,” Hermione added.

“Bill might even be bringing Fleur,” Ron added wistfully, earning himself a backhand to the shoulder from Hermione.

“Fleur?” Harry asked with confusion, “As in Delacour; the part veela who competed in the Triwizard Tournament?”

“The very same,” Ron told him happily.

“She and Bill have been dating a little while; she is working with him at Gringotts.” Hermione explained.

“Mum doesn’t seem to like her much, nor does Ginny actually, but Bill is pretty keen,” Ron said with a wink that made Harry laugh and Hermione frown.

“So have you been staying with the Weasley’s, Hermione?” Draco asked, rocking a now almost asleep Orion in her arms.

“Oh, no; I have been staying at home, but I was invited for this dinner and thought I would join Ron in coming to get you guys today,” she explained, “I will be going back home tomorrow; might spend the last week of the holidays at the Burrow though.”

“Or maybe me and Hermione could come and stay here with you guys?” Ron asked hopefully.

Harry chuckled, “I’ll ask Sirius, no promises though.”

“Can I get cuddles now?” Hermione asked, holding out her arms to take Orion; Draco rolled her eyes and nodded.

Hermione practically jumped out of her seat and carefully took the two month old baby boy into her arms. “His hair is definitely going brown,” she said as she returned to the other sofa with him.

“Draco thinks he is getting my hair but his eyes are getting paler; pretty sure they will be grey like Draco’s in a few weeks,” Harry said proudly.

“Looking more and more like Draco though, don’t you think,” Ron commented as he leaned over to look at the sleeping baby.

“Yeah, I agree,” Hermione said, brushing her hand over the soft hair on Orion’s head.

“He is going to be very handsome,” Draco said smugly.

“Yes he is,” Harry agreed, with a roll of his eyes, “but it isn’t like your ego needs inflating anymore,” he teased.

Draco did her very best to look offended and Ron laughed as Harry was given a playful shove by his wife.

I never would have believed this possible, Harry thought to himself as he looked around at his family and friends; that Draco could fit in here so easily. It felt strangely obvious that Blaise was missing though and for the first time Harry really was aware just how very much ‘one of them’ the other Slytherin had become.

“We should invite Blaise over,” he said suddenly.

Draco grinned at him, “Yes, we should; do you think Molly would mind if he came to dinner later?” she asked Ron.

Ron shrugged, “I don’t see why she would; it is your anniversary celebration.”

“Great,” she said as she rushed out of the room to go floo her friend.

“That was good thinking, Harry,” Hermione praised.

“Just realised that our group feels incomplete without him now, don’t you think?” He asked his two best friends.

Ron gave a mock shudder, “who would have thought we would get used to having not one, but two Slytherins around.”

Harry laughed, “I would never have guessed it, that’s for sure,” he admitted.

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Luminari_lilium – With time, and as long as Remus is patient and accepting, then he and Draco will figure things out.

ChaosLady - I always think that Remus is a far more complicated character than people give him credit for; he places sometimes impossibly high standards on himself, and hence on others as well but at the same time he is sometimes selfish and stubborn in his opinions. He will work out how to be a part of their family with a little time if they can all be patient with each other, but it just isn’t going to happen instantly.

Delia Cerrano – Actually Remus’ future relationship status is one of the things that I am quite undecided about in this story at the moment; same with Severus’.

Gruffard – Remus is complicated to say the least, and quite judgemental, but he does want to help Harry and Sirius, and get to know Draco and Orion. Not sure about whether Tonks will find her say into this story or not yet. They will want to make a point about not letting the ministry know about Remus living in the same house as Orion; some people might ask some difficult questions.

Rob – Firstly, wow; thank you for that massive review. Glad you like my writing style and I think you have some very valid points; particularly about the early chapters – there is a lot of detail and extra bits that I would add in, if I was writing it now. At some point I would really like to find the time to go back and re-write at least the first 5-10 chapters. As for Draco being so out of character, there are strong reasons for that and it does become less so as time progresses, we see more of who she truly is and how she is reconciling that with her new identity. I hope you have found that the pacing has improved as you have gotten further into the story. I am glad you are enjoying the story though and I will take your thoughts on board.
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