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Title: Mutare
Author: selene
Rating: will be NC-17, PG-13 for the moment
Pairings: Harry Potter/Dudley Dursley (Don�t freak! It�s just at the start!), Harry Potter/ OMC, Draco Malfoy/OMC, Harry Potter/Lucius Malfoy, Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy/OMC, Harry Potter/Lucius Malfoy/Draco Malfoy
Category: angst, romance, drama
Disclaimer: If they were mine, Harry wouldn�t even PRETEND to be straight.
Summary: After doing something both irreparable and irreversible, Harry finds himself on the run. He f saf safety and understanding in the most unlikely of places. After all, when the world as you know it changes, all you can do is to change as well. Mutare�to change.
Archiving: AdultFanFiction.Net
Warning: Directly after OotP� I don�t know if anyone actually hasn�t read the fifth book yet, but hey, to each his own.
A/N: Oooh! Guess what? I created a Cervello in Sims. Anyway, I�m going to explain a lot of loose ends in this chapter, the ones I left untied in Chap 3. Hope you like this one. You can call it the �characters are getting depth� chapter. Enjoy!
Feedback: As usual, this would be much appreciated. Pretty please�with sugar, and cherries, and tons of chocolate sprinkles on top�
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{Headmaster�s Office, Hogwarts}

Silence reigned.

Fawkes was in his cage, dozing quietly. The sorry condition of his appearance and the bright feathers littering the floor near his perch said that burning day was near.

The portraits of Hogwarts� headmasters and headmistresses were all awake. They shifted in their frames, occasionally eyeing each other or the sole occupant in the room.

Albus sat behind his desk, his forefingers steepled and his forehead wrinkled in thought. The usual twinkle in his blue eyes could not be seen and he made quite an abject figure.

Silence continued to reign.

A ruckus outside his door brought him out of his swirling thoughts he he frowned. Rapid footsteps could be heard and the din of voices reached his ears.

�You can�t come in here without first informing the Headmaster!� Minerva�s voice yelled.

�I don�t care! I want to see Dumbledore and I will see Dumbledore!� a voice shouted right back.

The doors to his office burst open and a determined Cornelius Fudge strode in, followed by a harried-looking Minerva and the grim faces of several Aurors. Albus stood up and let a welcoming smile dawn on his face.

�Why, Minister. It is both a surprise and a pleasure to see our illustrious Head of the Wizarding world in Hogwarts again. Under favorable conditions, I hope,� Albus said, continuing to smile.

�Don�t fool aroundh meh me, Dumbledore. You know why I�m here and I demand that you hand him over to us immediately. You don�t want this to get ugly,� Fudge warned.

�I�m afraid that I truly have no idea what you�re referring to,� Albus said, shaking his head a little and frowning in confusion.

�Dumbledore, you know precisely what�s going on. I don�t think you want your precious Golden Boy to be in any more trouble as he is. He's already broken the �no under-age magic� rule, cast an Unforgiv and and harmed an innocent Muggle � his cousin no less! I don�t think you want to add evading arrest to the list,� Fudge threatened.

�Ahh�this is about young Mr. Potter. Minister, you do know that Harry is just 15, don�t you? In the Wizng wng world, he isn�t even close to being an adult. Therefore, all his actions, whether good or bad, cannot be blamed solely on himself. His guardians are to blame as well and in this case for his guardians to be involved directly in the��crime,� as you put it, grants Harry exoneration unless you are willing to assemble his Muggle relatives and have them testify that what Harry did was under no circumstances provoked by them,� Albus informed the Ministry, set on deterring the Ministry from searching for Harry�at least for the moment.

�It seems you have been thinking about this for some time, Dumbledore. Well, so have I. I have already�talked to his relatives and they no longer want anything to do with Potter. From this point onwards, Harry Potter is a charge of the state. Therefore, Headmaster, we can punish him for what he has done. You�d best hand him over before the name of Hogwarts gets dragged into this mess, as well,� Fudge said triumphantly, sneering at what he considered was a great victory.

Albus frowned, not realizing that the Minister would have thought this far ahead.

�I should have given him more credit. True, he has not deserved it in the past but he does now. Hmm�damage control.�

�Harry cannot be a charge of the state,� Albus coolly informed the Minister.

�And why not?� Fudge thundered.

�To be a charge of the state, you must be free to be taken under its wing. That is highly impossible since Harry has claimed Sanctuary, making him a charge of Hogwarts,� Albus deadpanned.

Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Minerva�s eyes widen. He shook his head minutely, telling her not to interfere.

Fudge spluttered, at a loss for wo He He had been outplayed and he did not like it. �I see. Well, Headmaster, it seems that you have kept your precious Saviour of the Wizarding world safe from the clutches of the evil Ministry,� he sneered. �However, I will find a way around this �claiming of Sanctuary� and Harry Potter will pay for his actions. He does not deserve any special favors just because he is the Boy-who-Lived.� With that veiled threat, he gestured to the Aurors and they left the room, slamming the door closed behind them.

Albus sat down, placing his head in his hands. He had not felt this old in such a long time.

�Albus, what on earth have you done?� Minerva whispered, sitting heavily into an armchair in front of Albus� desk.

Albus sighed, �I just did what I thought was necessary.� He sat down, as well. He gestured to the wizard skulking just to the inside of the door. �Severus, please, sit down. Having you stand in the shadows and look your usual malevolent self is no longer as entertaining as it should be.�

Severus crossed the room and sat in the armchair beside Minerva.

�I would offer you a cup of tea or a lemon drop but now is not a time for trivial and ridiculous pleasantries,� Albus said, sighing once again. �Not when so much is at stake.�

No one spoke after Albus� comment. A deep sigh broke the tense silence and Albus asked, �What did you find out?�

Minerva answered, �Harry is not at the Burrow with the Weasleys. Neither is he at the Granger residence with Hermione. I talked to Mrs. Weasley and Hermione, though. I told them that it is imperative that they contact us the moment Harry gets in touch the them.� She sighed, �Mrs. Weasley was heartbroken when she heard what Harry did, so was Hermione. They were positively distressed. They couldn�t believe that Harry would ever do anything like that.�

Severus cut in, �Why shouldn�t they? It�s obvious your precious Golden Boy isn�t who you think he is. I warned you, didn�t I? You let Potter get away with practically murder and you didn�t punish him once.� He raised a hand when Minerva made to interrupt. �Of course, how could I forget? You took away House points and on rare occasions gave him detention but that was not true punishment because every time you reprimanded him for breaking one rule, you awarded him for breaking several others.�

He stood up abruptly, knocking the chair over. �By God! You taught him that the end justified the means, regardless of the harm it mafallfall on yourself or on others, regardless of how many toes you may step on, regardless of how dangerous it could be. And now you�re asking yourself why Potter did what he did?� Severus incredulously asked.

�I�ll tell you why! Because you taught him to. You taught him that by being the Gryffindor Golden Boy he was exempt from the rules that surrounded the lives of others. True, you didn�t necessarily teach him how to cast an Unforgivable but you did the next worse thing imaginable, you taught him that it was all right to do so.�

Albus and Minerva looked at Severus, surprised at his outburst. They had never seen the composed and apathetic Potions Master get this worked up over something before. Severus realized that he had just damaged, perhaps irreparably, his uncaring fa�ade.

He scowled, �All because of that Potter brat, too. Jamest bst be coming back to haunt me.�<
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Albus coughed and let the irrevocably vulnerable moment for all three of them slide by; there would be a time for reflection and contemplation regarding all that was said later. Now, their main concern was Harry.

�Severus, what did you find out at Grimmauld Place?�

Severus righted his chair and sat down hesitantly. He proceeded to cautiously tell the Headmaster all that had transpired in the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, �Well, I met with the werewolf�er�Lupin and he has denied any knowledge of Potter�s disappearance. I told him that it would be in the brat�s best interest that he tell us immediately if Potter ever got into contact with him.� He left out the part where he and Lupin were snarling at each other�s throats, determined to bring each other down.

�Well, I was determined anyway.�

Albus nodded, � I see. Well, there is nothing else to be done. It�s Harry�s move now.�

Minerva protested, � You can�t be serious, Albus. We have to keep looking. He could be anywhere and we must do everything to find him.�

�You see, Minerva, you brought to light the difficulty of your proposal in the very same idea. Harry can be anywhere, be it the Wizarding world or the Muggle one, and it would be highly impossible for us to find him if he does not wish to be found. Furthermore, the Ministry believes that young Mr. Potter is safe and sound within these walls. If we give the slightest indication that he is not, the Ministry will very likely �cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.� We cannot risk that.�

Severus snorted, �Well, Albus, you certainly painted yourself into a corner this time. I don�t think that even the most covert of your manipulations can get you out of this.�

Albus� blue eyes hardened, �I haven�t the faintest clue what you are talking about Severus. I do not manipulate anyone into doing what they already want to do.� He suddenly smiled reassuringly, �Enough of this, heedlessly worrying will not do us any good. Remember, the fight against the Dark is still waging and once Voldemort knows of Harry�s disappearance, and he most assuredly will, the fight shall get even more arduous. We must prepare.�

He addressed Minerva, �Minerva, I need you to contact the members of the Order. Tell them that there is a meeting at Grimmauld Place two days hence. Everyone must be there.� Minerva nodded and got up from her chair.

Albus turned to Severus, �Severus, I need you to go to the Dark Lord and find out all you can about what he knows regarding Harry�s disappearance.� Severus nodded and got up as well.

�Well, go on. Don�t stand there. I already told you what to do,� the Headmaster admonished. The two professors nodded a final goodbye and they set off to do their own separate tasks.

The door shut close behind them.

�The war wages on and it will continue to do so. I will not let you destroy what so many people have breathed, worked, lived and died for. I will see it to the end, with or without you, for or against you.�

Albus Dumbledore stared out at the panorama of Hogwarts� grounds, unseeing.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

{Grimmauld Place, after Severus has left}

Remus lay facedown on the bed, drawing in large, quivering breaths. Severus had just left and the moment he did, Remus had run up to his room and collapsed on the bed. He could still hear Severus� caustic words and still see his sneering face.

He had promised himself after James and Lily�s deaths that he�d never hate anyone, no matter how easy it was to do so. So even though a lot of people were responsible for their deaths, he had never thought of it. However, this year had had him hating a lot of people. Bellatrix Lestrange. You-Know-Who. Minister Fudge. That awful Umbridge woman. And just a few moments ago, Severus.

But most of all, he hated himself. He hated himself with a passion that rivaled and beat his utter loathing and abhorrence for all those responsible for Sirius� death.

Why? Because he had done the most horrible thing he could ever do.

In a moment of utter weakness, he had found himself doubting the one person who probably felt more alone than him right now. Who probably felt guiltier than him. Who lost just as much as he did when Sirius died.

He had doubted Harry. And in that moment, he had lost himself and he knew that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

�Get a grip, Remus! Stop sniveling like a little child and pull yourself together! All right, so you hate yourself for doubting Harry but lying in bed and drowning in your own self-loathing won�t help anyone. Most especially Harry. Get it toer aer and do something, anything, to make it up to him. Help him. Help yourself,� his thougscrescreamed at him.

Remus sniffled and sat up. He wiped his face with the back of his sleeves.

�My mind is making sense. I may have doubted Harry and I may hate myself for it but that won�t change anything. I have to make it up to him. And I certainly can�t do that by lying in bed and crying my heart out,� he thought determinedly.

Remus inhaled deeply and exhaled just as slowly. He needed to collect his thoughts and find the best solution that would help Harry. He decided that finding Harry was the first step. He knew that he wouldn�t be able to do anything if the Ministry found him first. Also, contacting the Order on the off chance that he might actually get in touch with Harry was a definite no-no. Who knew what they�d do with the information?

�All the members might like Harry and respect him for all he�s done for the Wizarding world but they would never find it within themselves to give him a second chance. This is a war and one must do anything to come out on top. And if that means handing Harry over to the Ministry, they�ll do it. No, I have to find Harry on my own.�

Remus bit his lip, thinking of all the places Harry might be. He knew that Harry wouldn�t be in the Burrow or Hermione�s house. Those places would be too obvious and he was sure that Harry would do all that was in his power not to go anywhere that might ask questions about why he was there.

He would go somewhere that made him feel inconspicuous and that wouldn�t broadcast his presence. Hogwarts was likewise out of the question, as well as Hogsmeade.

He needed to feel safe and the only way to do that was through anonymity. He needed to run, to hide.

�Gods. It�s scary that I�m actually thinking such dark and depressing thoughts. It�s sad that Harry probably thought all of this, too.�

He shook his head. He closed his eyes and a picture of Sirius flashed in front of his closed eyelids. He felt a fresh stab of pain.

�Siri�I�ve failed you and James and Lily. I�ve lost Harry and you must be so terribly upset. I know that the one thing you hated most in life was that you were treated as a fugitive. You hated the fact that you had to go around as Snuffles all the time, barking and nosing around in the trash, when you would have wanted much more to walk as a man, laughing and eating real food. You hated that you had to sleep on the hard ground and travel mostly at night just so you wouldn�t get caught. It must hurt so much to see Harry go through the same thing. I know you wouldn�t have wished your fate on anyone, not even Wormtail, and seeing your godson suffer through this hell must be driving you insane.�

He got out of bed and stood next to the mirror. He looked at the man he saw on its surface.

A haggard face. Deep-set eyes. Dried tear tracks. Filthy, matted hair. A lost expression.

�Damn it all to hell, Siri. I swear that I�ll get Harry out of this. I owe you, James and Lily and Harry himself that much.�

He took one last look at the mirror and set off for the bathroom. He needed to wash up and start looking for Harry.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

{Malfoy Manor, a few moments after Draco left}

Lucius looked up from the book he was reading. He belatedly realized that Draco was no longer there.

�I didn�t even hear him leave. Really, Lucius, you�re becoming too much of a bookworm in your old age. I wonder what changed?� he asked himself.

He stood up from his seat and headed to the window. He sat down on the window seat and stared out at the sculptured grounds of Malfoy Manor below him. The last rays of the sun were painting it in beautiful shadows.

�Liar, you know what exactly changed you.�

He sighed and found himself wishing that Narcissa were here. He had never truly loved his wife of nearly 17 years but she did mean a lot to him. She was the one person he had trusted enough to bear his heir and that was saying a lot.

Narcissa had been the perfect wife, dutiful and obedient, unassuming and poised. She deserved to be loved and it did dishearten him that he had never found it within himself to love her as much as she loved him. It wasn�t like he already loved someone else and that person had already married a beautiful redheaded creature. No, that would be too clich�. He had just never loved anyone. Being a Malfoy did have its downside as well as its benefits.

�I truly wish that Narcissa finds the true happiness and love I could never give her.�

Narcissa had left for France after his release from Azkaban. She had in fact arranged his liberation from the Wizarding prison. She had gone to her maternal grandmother, the Baronne de Mielle, and asked, more of pleaded the de Mielle matriarch to use their influence to persuade the British Ministry to let her husband go.

Baronne de Mielle had always adored her favorite granddaughter and would do anything for her. She wanted only the best for Sassi � her grandmother�s pet name for Narcissa � ever since she was a little girl. She was in fact the one who persuaded Lord Black to let Sassi learn how to dance.

Sassi was a wonderful dancer, the best. She could have gone anywhere in the world, performed in any venue. That was why Baronne de Mielle had protesto vio violently when the Blacks arranged for their daughter to marry Lucius. The Baronne wanted her to dance because that was Sassi�s passion, her life.

The Baronne never forgave Lucius for taking that away, never mind the fact that Sassi willingly gave it up. The de Mielles were unsupportive of the Dark Lord�s cause and thought it a shame that their daughter and their granddaughters were all drawn into that world.

The Baronne had thought of Lucius� imprisonment and impending release at her hands as the perfect opportunity to get Sassi away from him. She had agreed to Narcissa�s plea but only on the condition that she would divorce Lucius and come back to France, to her mother�s family. Narcissa couldn�t say no and in the process, let her husband rot in prison. She agreed.

Thus, she was in France and he was all alone in this gigantic Manor. He thought of their last conversation, held immediately after he had been released.

[Flashback]

Lucius entered Malfoy Manor, ignoring the Aurors who had brought him here. They were saying something to him but he paid them no heed. They eventually tired of talking to him and left, pops signaling that they had Apparated back to whatever dump they had come from. He moved further into the Manor, barely registering the closing front doors. He painfully climbed the main staircase, his aching muscles protesting every movement. He set off towards his wife�s chambers. He reached her rooms after several moments and walked in, not even bothering to knock.

He walked in on a chaotic mess. House elves were rushing about, placing what looked to be the last of Narcissa�s shrunken belongings in open trunks. More elves popped in and out of the room, carrying the filled trunks to�wherever they were supposed to be. In the midst of this all was Narcissa. She sat in an armchair, staring unseeingly out the window.

He approached her, ignoring the elves that scurried underfoot. She turned her head to look at him just as he started to move.

�Lucius,� she said. She stood up.

Lucius spoke when she said nothing else, �Are you going somewhere?�

�France.�

He shook his head, instantly realizing what had happened during his imprisonment. Instantly knowing who had persuaded the Ministry to release him. His name alone wouldn�t have done anything. Someone influential had to have spoken on his behalf.

�Baronne de Mielle,� he said as a way of explanation.

Narcissa nodded, �Grand-mere talked to the Minister and convinced him that keeping you in Azkaban would surely damage the ties between the British and French Ministry. He gave in quite quickly.�

�In exchange, you go back to France with your Grandmother, agreeing to never see me again.�

�Grand-mere�s barrister will hand you the divorce papers soon.�

�You may still keep in contact with Draco.�

A ghost of a smile could be seen on Narcissa�s lips, �You wouldn�t have been able to keep me away. He is my son.�

�Yes, he is.�

A silence fell over the both of them. They both ignored the bustling of the house-elves.

Lucius spoke, �I�m sorry.�

Narcissa�s eyes widened. She knew how rare it was for Malfoys to apologize. �Whatever for?�

�For not treating you as I should have,� Lucius simply said.

�But---� she was cut off.

�Wait, please. Let me continue. I know that you married me because you fancied yourself in love with me. I thought that when you realized I didn�t feel the same way, you would no longer feel so strongly about me. However, you continued toe mee me, even though your feelings were never returned. I�m sorry for never returning them. I must have made you so unhappy. I�m sure that you can�t wait to leave.�

Narcissa looked at him for the longest time before she approached him. She took his hands in her own, �Silly goose. You don�t have to be sorry because there�s nothing to be sorry for. I loved you because I wanted to and every feeling I felt was truly from the bottom of my heart. The fact that you didn�t share those feelings never lessened the love; it may have even strengthened it. True, I would have wanted you to love me as much as I love you but I stayed with you for a reason. This reason was because your trust was enough for me. I am sorry to be leaving you because despite your temperamental fits, your long-standing grudges, your biased beliefs, your deceitful ways�being with you made me happy. Given the chance to start again, I�d still marry you
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�You gave up dancing for me. You�d do it all again?�

�That�s what people do for love: they sacrifice. Giving up dancing was the greatest sacrifice I ever made but I do believe I was paid back tenfold.�

A house-elf discreetly called their attention. Narcissa let go of Lucius� hands. �Yes? �Th �The carriage is here, Mistress Malfoy. All your trunks are packed and inside.�

�Thank you.� She turned to Lucius. She looked at him as if memorizing everything about him. She finally leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. �Good-bye, Lucius. I hope that you remember that I will always love you and that you do have someone you can count on. I truly am envious of the soul that you finally deem worthy of loving,� she whispered in his ear.

She then smiled at him one last time and set out of the room.

Lucius� voice stopped her, �Narcissa, I may have never loved you in that way but do know that I care deeply for you and my only wish is that you find someone who is more deserving of your love. Someone who will return it.�

Narcissa looked back at him and smiled a beautifully heartbreaking smile. She swept out of the room.

[End of Flashback]

Lucius got up and walked over to his desk. He got a piece of parchment and a quill. He started to write a letter to Narcissa, no longer his wife but a dear friend who taught him that loving someone unconditionally while they never loved you back was indeed possible.

�Dearest Narcissa, I�ve been thig abg about things since I was released from Azkaban. I remember what you had told me the day you left��

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

{Cervello, Magnum�s Quarters, an hour or two after leaving Harry downstairs}

[Dream Sequence]

�No! Please! I�m sorry! I didn�t mean to break it! I really am sorry! I didn�t mean to! I didn�t mean to! Please don�t punish me! Please!� a little boy sobbed in terror. He was huddled in the corner of the room, his arms covering his face. Tears ran unchecked down his face and he shook uncontrollably.

An older man towered over him, carrying an elegant silver walking stick. A wolf head bearing its teeth glinted ominously on top of it. The man held the cane tightly in his hand, shaking in unreleased fury.

�You stupid pathetic urchin! Do you realize what you just did? Do you have any idea the ramifications of what you did?� his voice rose to alarming levels and the little boy just shook more and tried to curl all the more into himself.

The man saw what he was doing and lashed out at the boy with his cane. The cane struck harshly on the boy�s unprotected back and he jerked in pain.

�Get up, you piece of garbage! Get up! I�ll show you what idiotic waifs of a servant boy get when they mess up! Get up!� the man thundered.

The little boy shakily got up and his lip trembled because he knew what would be happening next.

�Disgusting pathetic excuses for human being not not deserve to live! You hear me, boy? They don�t deserve to live! Answer me!� the man yelled. He lashed out with the cane again and the boy got hit square in the face, throwing him off balance. He fell.

�Crucio!� the man yelled in glee.

The little boy twitched and convulsed. He started to scream and scream.

�You don�t deserve to live. Things like you don�t deserve to live. You are a disgrace to all us purebloods. You are a fluke. You should have never been born,� the man whispered. He smirked at the little boy who arched in pain on the floor. He appeared to love the screams that poured out from the boy�s delicate mouth.

Another little boy stood just outside the room. He smirked when he heard the screams and continued to walk by.

[End of Dream Sequence]

Magnum opened his eyes abruptly, breathing harshly. He tried to calm his ragged breathing and steady his accelerated hbeatbeat. He breathed in and out slowly. After some time, he calmed down. He looked at Avide and was extremely thankful that his sudden stirring did not awaken his bedside companion. He tried to shift but realized that Avide�s arms around his waist and their entangled legs prohibited it. He settled for nuzzling the pillow. He tried to clear his thoughts but was disturbed by the dream he had. He hadn�t had a nightmare in years.

�I thought I put all those awful thoughts behind me. God, what�s bringing them out now? I�m finally happy and everyone here doesn�t mind what I am. Why now?� he thought harshly to himself.

�What could be making all these pointless memories resurface? I�m finally over it!�

A tiny voice in the back of his head was telling him though that he wasn�t so much as over it as he had had pushed it into a dark corner of his mind, hoping it would be forgotten.

He sighed, �What could be the� Oh, Harry. Maybe��

Avide stirred and nuzzled Magnum�s neck. Magnum stayed perfectly still, feigning sleep. Avide tightened his embrace of Magnum, pulling him closer towards his warm body. He nibbled on Magnum�s earlobe and Magnum gently stirred, pretending to only be waking now. He turned over and looked at Avide.

Avide smiled, �You�re awake. I thought that I�d have to pour a pail of icy water over you again.�

Magnum warned, �You better not try it again, Avide, or I swear that I�ll refuse to see you again. But this time, it will be for a longer period of time.�

�I was only kidding. I promised I wouldn�t do it again. Remember? But�you have to admit, you had looked gorgeous standing in the middle of the room�dripping wet, clothes clinging suggestively to your every curve, shivering so sensually. You looked�utterly ravishing.� Avide pulled Magnum closer. He leant in and captured Magnum�s kiss in a breathtaking, dizzying kiss.

Avide licked Magnum�s bottom lip and Magnum opened them, letting Avide�s tongue enter the warm, moist cavern of his mouth. Avide stroked every crevice of Magnum�s mouth whe when his tongue ceased his exploration, Magnum�s tongue danced with his own. They stayed liplocked for the longest time before the need for air finally decided to separate them.

Avide looked at Magnum�s delicate face and admired the bruised and swollen lips, the slightly glazed eyes, the tousled hair. He smirked, liking his work.

He trailed his hand suggestively down Magnum�s back, liking the way Magnum arched into him. He traced random patterns on Magnum�s skin and breathed contentedly.

�This is the way I want to spend the rest of my life: in bed with the most delectable creature on the face of the planet.� He suddenly remembered the exquisite green-eyed boy downstairs and amended, �One of the most delectable creatures, then.�

They lay there, enjoying each other�s company before Avide spoke up, �I have to go. My wife might be looking for me. I already stayed longer than I should have.�

Magnum nodded and said, �Of course. We can�t have the Lady de Pouvoir worrying heedlessly.� He continued to smile though. He gently disentangled himself from Magnum�s embrace and sat up, the covers pooling around his waist.

Avide lay there for just a moment longer, reveling in his courtesan�s beauty before following suit. He got out of bed and collected his clothes, walking to the bathroom to shower and change.

Magnum looked at the closed door and debated whether he should change as well. He shook his head, knowing Avide preferred to admire his unclothed form right before he left. He lay back on the bed, his thoughts wandering once again to Harry and what he thought of the boy.

�He�s so much like me. He�s in the same position I was years ago. The only thing that might be different is�will things turn out differently this time around?�

The opening of the bathroom door jarred Magnum from his thoughts. Avide was standing in the open doorway, leaning casually against the doorframe. He gazed at the lithe figure spread so decadently on the bed and truly regretted that he had to leave. He crossed the room and leant beside the sprawled figure. He brushed his lips over Magnum�s and stood up once again.

�I�ll see you in a week, two at most. My wife won�t be able to keep me away for longer than that, threats and all,� Avide promised Magnum. He sat down beside his lover and started to caress his face.

Magnum leant into the touch. �What if she threatens to leave you?�

Avide let out a deep laugh that sent tingles down Magnum�s spine, �That would be the day I finally believe there is a God. Dearest Magnum, that�s not a threat. That is one of my greatest wishes.� He sighed and dropped his hand. He stared out the balcony doors, at the silver moon shining on the gardens below and at the stars twinkling at the couples strolling in them.

Magnum frowned and sat up, the silk sheets once again pooling around his naked waist. He looked deeply at Avide and felt the quiet desolation Avide emanated. He inched closer towards Avide �till their shoulders touched. Avide was jolted from his unhappy thoughts and smiled at the contact Magnum initiated.

Avide leant his head on Magnum�s bare shoulder. �You haven�t the faintest clue how many times I�ve wished�I was free of my wife. That I was free of my obligations. That I was free to be with you. That I was free.�

�Everyone wants to be free.�

�Yes. I know I�m being ridiculous. I�m certainly not your only patron and I know that you�re not in love with me.� He shushed Magnum when he made as if to speak. �You don�t have to deny the truth. I know the rules, Magnum. I�ve been here long enough. But sometimes, it does my heart well to dream.�

He got up and placed another kiss on Magnum, this time on his forehead. �I�ll be back in no time; you�ll see. And when I�m not here, I�m sure the others will keep you occupied, occupied enough to stop missing my wonderful presence.� He flashed Magnum a dazzling, charming smile, though his eyes told another story � a story of hidden pain and quiet longing. He set out of the room.

Avide stopped by Magnum�s desk and left a heavy velvet pouch on top of it. Without a second glance at Magnum, he opened the door to the hallway and stepped outside. The warm light from the corridor filled a part of Magnum�s room for the briefest moment, bathing the entire room in a cheer that seemed too out of place, before Avide closed it and once again, the only illumination left was the moonbeams streaming in from the balcony doors.

Magnum stared at the closed door for some time.

�How wrong you are, Avide. I will miss you. Just like I miss all my other lovers when they�ve been gone for some time. I may know the rules well but you can�t stop your heart from caring for people who care for you as well, as hard as you try to hide it.�

He sighed and climbed out of bed, wrapping the sheets around him as he walked to the bathroom. He let them go as he set foot on the cold marble floors
He
He left the door open as he prepared to take a bath and the light from the bathroom illuminated his desk, where a blue velvet pouch full of Galleons sat.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

{Cervello, Dining Room, Harry�s arrival to Argento and Draco�s table}

�What are you doing here?� they both practically screamed at each other. Heads swiveled around as the other patrons and courtesans turned to see what was going on.

Argento�s eyes widened, �You both know each other? Really, Draco, you should learn to share more.�

�Malfoys don�t share. It�s not in our nature,� Draco snapped before realizing what he had said. �I meant, yes, I know this, this�thing but certainly not in that way. I�d never want to know him in that way.�

�You think so highly of yourself, Malfoy. As if I would ever lower myself enough to go anywhere near you with a stick,� Harry spitefully bit out.

Draco sneered, �Seeing that you�re here of all places, I�d like to think you�d jump any moving thing.�

Harry glared at Draco�s insinuation, �At least I don�t need to pay anyone to sleep with me. What�s the problem, Malfoy? Couldn�t get anyone to touch you without paying them first?�

Draco�s silver eyes smoldered, �At least, I don�t pretend to be someone else just so they�ll think there�s more to me than a name.� He gestured to Harry�s hidden scar.

Harry�s hand immediately flew over to cover his forehead, �As if you have anything behind that smirk of yours.�

�Well, seeing that you actually noticed my smirk, I�m sure you noticed more than that. I never knew you had it in you,� Draco smirked.

Harry glared, the impact falling short of the intended mark because of the blush that stained his cheeks, �You wish!�

�Great comeback! What? Your brain already short-circuit on you?� Draco yelled right back.

Argento stood up and tried to pacify the arguing pair, �Draco! Bello! You should stop arguing.�

Draco immediately turned his anger on his companion. �And just why should I do that?� he practically snarled.

Argento frowned but showed no other indication of being unfazed by Draco�s anger. �People are starting to stare,� he pointed out.

Harry and Draco looked around them, only to see that Argento was right. People were looking at them with puzzled and confused expressions on their faces. They weren�t out and out staring, seeing that that was rude, but long glances were being thrown in their direction.

Draco immediately calmed down and took a deep breath. He casually ran a hand through his ungelled hair and dusted invisible specks of dust off his immaculate clothes.

Harry felt heat suffuse his cheeks again and tried to quell his rising embarrassment.

�Amazing! I try to be as inconspicuous as possible and here lls lls Malfoy to mess things up! I have got to be the most unfortunate person on the planet. But then again, when have things ever been fortunate for me?�

Even as Harry tried to feel brave, he couldn�t help but feel a strand of fear wind itself around his heart.

The fear that Malfoy would eventually find out why he was here of all places. The fear that Malfoy would go to the Ministry and tell them where he was hiding once he found out. The inexplicable fear of Malfoy, something that he had never felt before and this made him so vulnerable.

Draco turned to look at Harry and he saw that his rival was biting his lip, as if restricting rising panic. Draco saw the creases around Harry�s eyes and the way his forehead wrinkled in worry. He kept glancing around the room as if somebody might notice him. As if somebody might become aware of his presence. As if somebody�might recognize him.

Draco thought about it, thought about everything.

The way Potter took great pains to hide who he was. The way Potter�s hideous trademark glasses were nowhere to be seen. The way he took care in dressing himself well. The way Potter�s infamous lightning bolt scar could not be seen at all.

�If I hadn�t known Potter for five years, I would have never noticed him. It�s no wonder everyone else hasn�t seen Potter for who he truly is.�

He wondereat Hat Harry could have done to warrant hiding out in Cervello of all places. He remembered what his father said about Cervello�s courtesans.

�Alexander doesn�t exactly �hire� his courtesans. They sort of �appear� at the gates. The current courtesans arrived there at a young age and Alexander merely fixes them up and shows them what to do. He once told me that most of his courtesans come from privileged and upstanding families and the boys run away on their own because of something they�ve done.�

He looked once more at Harry and at his apparent uneasiness over his being the �center of attention.�

�What could Potter be running from? He had to have done something truly terrible for him to feel it necessary to run here of all places. Plus, he didn�t go running to that daft codger, Dumbledore. Or to the Weasel�s family. Or to the Mudblood�s. My, my, my. What on earth could the Saviour of the Wizarding world have done?�

A deviond end evil smirk alighted on Draco�s face. �I guess that I�ll just have to find out, don�t I?�

Harry looked at Draco and the fear around his heart couldn�t help but grow when he saw the malicious look on Draco�s face. He swallowed and felt himself grow cold in terror. He slowly started to back up.

Argento noted the interaction between the two of them in a slightly confused and extremely interested manner.

Draco turned to Argento, �You don�t mind if I borrow your�what did you call him again? Oh, Bello. Argento, you don�t mind if I borrow Bello for a moment, do you?� A malicious smirk graced his features.

�Ummm�of course, Draco. He�s not mine to keep,� Argento answered, a puzzled note could be heard in his voice.

Harry spoke up, �He might not mind but I do, Malfoy!�

Draco ignored him, �We�ll be right back, Argento.� Argento nodded at the both of them.

Draco walked over to Harry and grabbed his arm roughly.

Harry winced at the harshness of the act and just knew that there would be bruises tomorrow. He made as if to pull away but Draco jerked his arm even more roughly.

�Listen here, Potter. I know why you�re here,� Draco whispered in his ear.

Harry froze and all his insides turned to ice.

�I know that you�re hiding. Now, if you don�t want anyone to find out where their Wonder Boy is, you�re going to come with me outside and we�re going to talk,� Draco whispered cruelly in his ear.

Harry nodded hesitantly, feeling his throat close up.

�Not so brave now. Are you, Potter? The Gryffindor Golden Boy afraid of the Prince of Slytherin? My, if anyone could see you now.�

Harry winced at that comment.

Draco laughed, a vicious, loathsome sound that made Harry cringe all the more. �Then again, that�s your problem, isn�t it?�

Draco straightened and turned to Argento, �We�ll be going to the gardens. You stay here and wait for your courtesan.�

Argento smiled, �Right, Draco. Just remember, he�s not a courtesan. He�s only a server.�

Draco turned to Harry, �You are?�

Harry whispered, �Virgo intacta.�

�Ah, you are. I forgot. Well, I�m not going to do anything to you.� Whispering so only Harry could hear it, he said, �Not yet, anyway.�

Out loud, he said, �Come on, Bello. We don�t have all night.� Still gripping Harry painfully, he dragged him to the doors that led to the gardens and pushed him outside.

Bryant, who had been looking at the entire unfolding of events, had noticed Harry�s first reaction to Draco and his reaction after Draco had whispered something in his ear.

�Better get Magnum.�

With that thought, he left the dining room and set off towards Magnum�s rooms.

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Draco dragged Harry until they were quite a ways from the house. They stopped by a massive willow tree with a bench swing hanging on one of its huge branches. Once there, Draco dropped Harry�s hand as if it were made of hot coals. He shoved Harry backwards and losing his balance, Harry landed jarringly on the swing. The force of Harry�s fall caused the swing to sway back and forth. Draco stopped it by grabbing hold to one of the ropes that secured it to the tree.

Harry opened his mouth, �Malfoy, I---� Draco cut him off.

�Let�s get this straight, Potter. I�m in charge here and you will speak when spoken to,� Draco threatened.

Harry�s eyes widened. This had gone far enough. He would no longer let Draco speak to him in that manner.

�Malfoy was dead on. I am the Gryfindor Golden Boy and he�s nothing but a Death Eater�s son. I shouldn�t let him talk to me in that way!�

�Listen here, Malfoy,� Harry said, deliberately copying the way Draco addressed him a moment ago. �I don�t know what game you think you�re playing but it ends here. I don�t even know why I let you play me in there. You don�t own me so you can�t tell me what to do.�

Draco approached Harry until their knees almost touched. He leant over Harry and Harry could feel Draco�s hot breath on his skin. Harry shivered.

�I know exactly what game I�m playing, Potter. Revenge. You got my father locked into Azkaban and my mother had to get him out by promising my great-grandmother she would divorce him. Father isn�t happy so that means I�m not happy,� Draco hissed.

Harry blinked, confused because of what Draco had just told him, and feeling ligadedaded because of his nearness.

�If it weren�t for you, my mother would still be living in our Manor, not in some chateau hundreds, thousands of miles away. If it weren�t for you, my father wouldn�t be in such a depressed state of mind that it�s taking a lot of effort on my part to cheer him up and sometimes, that doesn�t even work. And if it weren�t for you, my family wouldn�t be in such disgrace. And let me remind you, I�m not the one hiding, you are. Also, I know where you are now. I could easily tell anyone, Potter. Because of this, I do own you. I own you completely, Potter. Completely.� Draco sneered and stepped away.

Harry felt so cold and it wasn�t just because Draco had stepped away from him. It was the �inside� kind of cold and he felt colder than he ever did in his entire life. Colder than the time he thought Ron had died. Colder than the time Hermione was petrified. Colder than when the Dementors approached him. Colder than when Cedric had died. Colder than when Sirius had fallen through the Veil. Cold.

Harry wrapped his arms around himself and looked up at Draco. Draco regarded him as if he was a mystery that needed solving�or a prey that needed to be caught. Harry wondered what Draco�s next move would be. He could do�practically anything and Harry would have to let it slide. They were in a power play and Harry was on the losing side.

Draco spoke up, �So, Potter, what exactly have you done?�

Harry looked up, surprised, �I thought you knew��

�Knew�what? Come on, don�t be shy. I�ll figure it out eventually.�

Harry kept silent.

Draco sighed, �If you want to play it this way, fine. I will find out exactly what you�ve done, Potter and then, I�ll�� he trailed off.

�What will you do?�

�I don�t know yet. Depends on what I find out. Just remember this, Potter. Whatever I plan to do, you�re not going to like it but I will. That�s why it�s called revenge.� Draco looked at him with a triumphant smile on his lips, �You�re finally going to get what�s coming to you, Potter. After five years of beating me at every turn, I finally one-upped you.� He once again leant closer to Harry �till their lips nearly touched, �Who�s on top now?�

Draco stared into Harry�s green eyes and saw the conflicting emotions in them. �Potter will break and I will be the one to break him. He deserves no more than that.�

�Well, Potter, it seems like this is the end of our conversation. I better get going.� Draco winked at Harry and set off towards the house.

Harry looked at Draco�s retreating back and he called out to him, hating himself for doing so, �Malfoy! Wait!�

Draco turned, a triumphant smile once again on his lips. �Yes, Potter? Miss me already?�

Harry ignored Draco�s jibe, �Malfoy�don�t� Please don�t�tell� Please don�t tell�anyone that I� That I am here.�

�What if I want to? After all, I have the power to do anything I please,� Draco said.

Harry looked at him, desperation and pride warring within him. �Malfoy�I� I�� He broke off.

�What would you do to make sure I never told anyone where their Boy-who-Lived is hiding?� Draco asked.

Harry looked straight into Draco�s silver eyes and said the one word that changed everything between them, �Anything.�

Draco smiled and in that instant knew that he had won, �Anything?�

Harry nodded.

�Well, I�ll have to take you up on that, don�t I?�

They stared at each other for the longest time, considering what each had said and wondering how far this�game would take them.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Bryant walked past the courtesans milling about and the patrons that were searching for their respective lovers. He nodded to several of them but continued to make his way to Magnum�s rooms. He took the stewo awo at a time and made it to the top of the stairs in no time at all. He walked briskly down the hall to Magnum�s rooms and once there, knocked impatiently. He belatedly realized that Magnum might have a client but shrugged.

�Can�t do anything about it now.�

He knocked again, louder this time. He called out, �Magnum? Are you in there? I�m sorry if I�m disturbing anything but you really have to---� he got cut off as Magnum opened the door.

Magnum was just putting his clothes on when someone started to bang on his door. He hastily pulled his pants on and buttoned them. He threw his silk shirt on but didn�t bother to do up the buttons.

�What is it, Bryant?� he said, seeing who had been pounding away on his door as if his life depended on it.

�Sorry about bothering you like this, Magnum, but I thought you should know. Your boy was arguing with Draco Malfoy. Draco just dragged Harry off to the gardens,� Bryant informed Magnum.

Magnum�s eyes widened. He knew Draco well enough that a conversation starting off in an argument and ending in a stroll in the gardens wasn�t that good of an idea, especially for Harry. Plus, Draco tended to be a bit�impulsive at times. He might just forget that Harry was only a server.

�That�s not a good thing. I better go find them.� With that, Magnum left his room, closing the door behind him. �Which part of the gardens did they go to?� he asked Bryant.

Bryant shrugged apologetically, �Sorry, Magnum. I didn�t get a good look because I immediately went to get you. All I can tell you is that they used the doors in the dining room. They might be somewhere near there.�

Magnum nodded and started to button his shirt as they made their way downstairs. He finished buttoning his shirt just as they reached the bottom of the stairs and they entered the dining room.

Magnum turned to Bryant, �Thanks for calling me, Bryant. I really appreciate it and I�m sure Harry will, too. You better get back behind the bar before Alexander throws a apoplectic fit.�

Bryant smiled and said, �It�s no problem, Magnum. I like Harry. Seems to be a good kid. I�ll see you later, okay? Hope you find the both of them.� With that, he headed towards the bar.

Magnum took a deep breath and ventured out the doors and into the gardens. He greeted several couples that weren�t preoccupied with snogging each other�s lungs out and walked past them. He stepped off the porch and set off towards the most likely place Harry and Draco might be.

After some time, the noise and light of the house faded into the background. The only sounds left was that of a garden at night and the only light left was that of the night sky. He walked around, resisting the urge to call out for the both of them. After walking aimlessly around for several minutes, he began to hear the murmur of voices. He reached the willow tree that housed a swing and saw on its seat Harry. Draco was standing a ways from him, near to where Magnum was. They were currently locked in a heastarstaring match. Magnum decided that this would be the best time to interrupt.

He stepped into the clearing. �What are you two doing?�

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Draco and Harry turned at Magnum�s voice.

Draco let his lips form a devilishly charming smile, �Nothing really, Magnum.�

Magnum frowned, not liking the way Harry shivered, especially since it wasn�t all that cold. �Harry, are you all right?�

Harry silently nodded.

Draco said ruefullMagnMagnum, I�m afraid I�m going to have to cancel our appointment today. I have other things to do.�

`Magnum nodded but continued to frown as he looked at Harry.

�I�ll come by tomorrow, though. Wouldn�t miss it for the world.� He looked at Harry as he said this.

Draco smiled at them one last time. However, when he looked at Harry, his smile resembled that of a smirk. He nodded to Magnum and set off towards the house.

Once Draco was gone, Magnum moved closer to the where Harry sat, not liking the way he just sat there, as if catatonic.

Magnum reached out to Harry and shook his shoulder. �Harry. Harry. Harry, are you all right?�

Harry mutely nodded his head but seemed to droop more.

Magnum gently placed Harry on his feet. �Come on, we can talk about what Draco to yto you when we get to my rooms. You look like you�re freezing.� He gently guided the boy towards the house, wondering what could have happened to get Harry to act like this.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Draco swept into the dining room and headed over to Argento�s table when he noticed that his friend was flagging him down.

�What happened? Where�s Bello?� Argento asked.

�Nothing happened, Argento, and Bello is with Magnum,� he answered.

�Ah�I see. Wait, Draco, where are you going? I thought you were waiting for your courtesan,� Argento enquired when he saw that Draco was about to leave.

�I just remembered that I have to do something. I�ll be back tomorrow though. And you?�

�Alexander said that my courtesan should be arriving shortly.�

�Well, then, I�ll be seeing you tomorrow. Are you coming tomorrow?�

�Si, Drago. I wouldn�t miss it for the world. Ciao, then!�

�Goodbye,� Draco said, amused at Argento�s nickname for him.

Draco left the dining room and went to the foyer. He took his cloak from the coat rack and opened the front doors. He set down the path that led to the gates. They opened by themselves and he set off towards the Apparating Zone that was linked to the Malfoy Manor wards. Draco got there in no time at all and as he said the spell that would take him to the Malfoy Manor Apparating Chamber, he couldn�t help but feel anxious about what he would find out regarding his rival.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Magnum led Harry away from the dining room and they rounded the corner of the house, entering it through the French doors situated on the back porch. They stepped into the main hallway downstairs and Magnum led Harry past the people milling about and up the staircase. They finally reached Magnum�s room several moments later. Throughout that entire walk, Harry had not let out a single sound. He had just stared at the floor.

Magnum led him to his bed and made him sit down. He closed the door and the room was bathed in semi-darkness. He went over to his desk and picked up the matches. He lit all the candles in the room until a warm glow spread throughout the bedroom. Magnum placed the matches on his bedside table and sat beside Harry.

�Hey. Are you all right?� Magnum asked worriedly.

Harry nodded.

Magnum sighed impatiently. He didn�t feel like coddling Harry right now and frankly, the catatonic silence was starting to bother him.

�Harry, you sitting there and just nodding doesn�t look �all right� to me. What�s wrong? What were you and Draco arguing about?� Magnum asked, a bit of impatience entering his voice.

�It was nothing,� Harry finally said.

�Bollocks!� Magnum snapped. �Bryant saw the two of you arguing and how you reacted when Draco said something to you. What did he say?�

Harry abruptly stood up, startling Magnum. Harry walked over to the balcony doors and put his palms flat against the glass. He stared at the gardens below.

Magnum sighed again and was just about to say something when Harry spoke up, �Have you ever done something that you knew was really, really stupid but when you think about it really hard, you know that you�d do it all over again because it felt good?�

Magnum froze, staring at Harry.

Harry continued, �As in so stupid that people are now after your blood and would do anything to see you behind bars?�

Magnum felt a heavy weight settle at the pit of his stomach.

�And because of this really stupid thing that you did, you had to run away, the real kind of running away, too. You had to run away from all your friends and all the people that you thought you trusted because when it comes down to it, you just don�t know if you can trust them enough to keep you out of trouble because they believe what you did was plain wrong.�

Magnum felt his heart start to beat a bit too fast.

�All right, say that you have run away and you found someone who was willing to help you. This someone is really nice about it, too. He offers you a place to stay, things to wear and food to eat. He doesn�t ask for your soul in return, just that you help around the house. Plus, it feels as if you�ve known this someone all your life and you can�t help but feel that maybe things will finally turn out fine for the first time in your entire life.�

Magnum felt the claustrophobic feeling dissipate when he realized that Harry was talking about himself.

�But out of the blue, life throws you another one of her right hooks and it hits you square on the nose. You see, you thought that nobody would find you where you were hiding but lo and behold, your school rival saunters up to you and whispers right in your ear that he knows you�re hiding and he�s going to do anything to see you go down.�

Magnum realized that Draco must be the rival that Harry was talking about.

�So, to make sure your secret doesn�t get out, you make a deal with the devil and you don�t even know if he�s going to keep his end of the bargain.� Harry turned to look at Magnum and there was this lost, desolate look in his eyes that Magnum recognized.

Magnum made as if to say something but Harry turned his gaze back to the gardens below.

Magnum looked at Harry�s back, �He trusted me enough to tell me his fears. Maybe it�s only right that I tell him mine. After all, he wouldn�t be here if it wasn�t�meant to be somehow.�

�Harry, I think you need to know something,� Magnum started.

Harry continued to stare out the balcony doors.

�We all have our fears, our secrets, our deepest, darkest wishes,� Magnum continued. �You told me yours. I think it�s only right I told you mine.�

Harry looked at him, his green eyes swimming with so much emotion.

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I can�t believe it! I actually finished the fourth chap! I thought that I�d never get it done. Cliffhanger�I love ending the chapters like that. Mwahahaha!

Right, explanations. It�s up to you guys to decipher what Dumbledore�s last thought was about. It seems that he�s shaping up to be, not exactly bad but pretty manipulative. What did you guys think of �Sassi?� Everyone calls Narcissa, Cissa or Cissy or Nissa or Narci. I just thought Sassi was different. Tell me if it�s not as original as I think, ok?

As for Draco�s parents, don�t think they�re OOC. JK only let us see brief glimpses of who they were through Harry�s eyes. There was plenty of room for artistic interpretation.
Also, let me clear this up. Lucius was NOT in love with James. That would be too clich�. Lucius just didn�t love anyone that way in that time. He didn�t love Narcissa that way, either.

Remus fans! What did you think of Remus getting off his butt and finally helping Harry out? You see, he�s not going to turn his back on Harry.

The interaction of Draco and Harry, believable? Please don�t think Harry is being a wuss for not fighting back. Just think of it this way, if you had done something really bad and you were trying to cover it up, how would you act if your �enemy� found out?

Oooh�Magnum. I�m going to explain his past in the next chapter but I already gave hints in this one. A high five to anyone who can guess what his big secret is.

Love you all! Ciao, la mia bello! Mwah!

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