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Life Eternal

By Alecto Perdita

Chapter 7 - The Intruder

Beta'ed by Amanda Saitou

Rating: R

Posted: July 29, 2005

Revised: September 17, 2005

Warnings: Slash, HP/SS

Email: alecto.perdita@gmail.com

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Disclaimer: Harry Potter is the intellectual property of J.K. Rowling, and is being used in this fanfiction for fan purposes only. All situations, opinions and characters not belonging to J.K. Rowling are the intellectual property of Alecto Perdita.

Severus tried not to gnaw on his lower lip, knowing they were drawn into a taut line by then. The warding had been successful- very successful with the addition of Wesley�s power to theirs. The only one who was suffering any aversive effect was Wesley, who was presumably still unconscious and passed out on his bed.

He was pacing back and forth across the library with his robes snapping around his ankles. Something about the experience had left him severely agitated, but he couldn�t grasp the reason though. He did know one thing. Wesley�s magic, the magic of a stranger, was now part of the wards of his family home. It might give Wesley some measure of power over the castle. Yet, that wasn�t the reason for his agitation, even though it was a worrisome circumstance. It was entirely something else.

Why had Wesley lost control like that? It was not one of the risks inherent in the ritual like magical fatigue was. Severus was still trying to wrap his mind around how strong Wesley�s magic was. Severus remembered how tempting that power had reached out to him when he tried to anchor Wesley. He had always known the man to be powerful- if the man�s initial display of wandless magic was any indication- but not frighteningly so. A wizard of that kind of power simply did not just fade into anonymity to be hired out as an exterminator. There were too many people in the world that stood to benefit greatly from power like Wesley�s.

The library door opened, and Siobhan and Jessica entered.

�Well?� He barked impatiently.

�Sinclair is watching Cedric right now.� Siobhan was wringing her hands, a nervous habit he recognized from their childhood.

Severus knew he had to put his foot down now or never. �Wesley needs to go. This is the second time he�s-�

�What?� Jessica screeched so loud that he couldn�t help but wince. �You can�t just turn him out like that. He doesn�t have work lined up for at least another month!�

He looked at the young woman with an impassive expression. �Of course we can. Just pay the man the rest of what he was promised and send him on his merry way. In fact, he offered to leave without any pay.�

She marched up to him and poked his chest with an index finger. �Look, I know you have problems with Cedric. Hell, I�m not blind. You two argue like cats and dogs or some old married couple,� his mouth fell open to protest but she wouldn�t give him the chance. �You get what I mean. I wasn�t really implying anything but sometimes I can�t help but wonder about you two.�

He simply glared down at her. The nerve of her to imply such a thing! �Are you quite finished with whatever asinine and useless comment you have? Let us review the facts. As demonstrated just minutes ago, and time and time again before that, Wesley is unstable at his best and destructive at his worst. Need I remind you of the incident concerning Lupin and myself? Yes, he is a powerful wizard, but he has already lost control once before. He is dangerous and inherently Dark, Jessica. We don�t know anything about his past and he refuses to share. How can we possibly trust a man like Wesley?�

�You mean a man like you?� Jessica hissed in return.

That was an unexpected blow to Severus. Even Siobhan looked shocked at how her future daughter-in-law had twisted the knife. Jessica didn�t appear sorry for what she said for a second. She held her head high and back away only slightly to give Severus a little air. Indeed, Sinclair had chosen a strong woman for himself.

�I�m not going to take back what I said,� she continued. �I just feel as if you�re being unnecessarily cruel to Cedric. Cedric is a good man, and I know he would never do anything to put any of us in harm�s way intentionally, not even you. So what if he keeps a few secrets? They can�t possibly be any worse than what the whole world already knows about you. His professional reputation is on the line and he�s the very best in his line of work.�

Severus gritted his teeth. He agreed with her statement, but Wesley was becoming a liability at this point. �It needs not be his intentions. The man is simply too dangerous. The wards are now keyed to him as well.�

He found it odd that Siobhan had remained silent through the entire conversation thus far. He knew the woman couldn�t keep her mouth shut or withhold herself from expressing her opinions for too long. He looked over to his aunt, who appeared to be standing firmly in Jessica�s corner.

Jessica threw her hands in the air. �So what? We�re going to dismantle the wards and then redo them all over again? You said it yourself that the castle knows its owners by blood and marriage. Cedric has neither to any of us, so he has no true power over the castle.�

�Jessica-�

She shook her head. �No, you listen, Severus. I respect you, I really do, as my soon-to-be cousin-in-law, as a wizard, and for everything you�ve done to help defeat the Dark Lord. But you are one of the most narrow-minded irrational hypocritical jackasses I have ever met. I�ve known Cedric for longer than you have, maybe not so well at first but that�s besides the point. Just give him a chance, dammit. I�ll talk to him. I�ll find out what�s up and help him.�

Severus observed the stubborn set of her chin. Glancing at Siobhan�s smug grin over her shoulders, he knew he had lost the argument almost before it had even begun.

He sighed, �If you had attended Hogwarts, I do believe you would have been Sorted into Hufflepuff.�

Siobhan doubled over in laughter. At Jessica�s confused expression, his aunt simply stated, �Just take that as a compliment of your unfaltering loyalty, ch�rie,� and with a twinkle far too akin to Albus�, she added, �I don�t know, Severus. I think our dear Jessica would make a fantastic Gryffindor.�

�How appropriately ironic that I should live out my life with those that irk me the most, surrounded by Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs,� Severus drawled. He observed the achingly empty shelves of the library for a few moments before he remembered his investigation of Wesley�s room earlier. �Jessica, perhaps you would care to enlighten me on what contact lens solution is?�

~~~

When Harry regained consciousness sometime late in the afternoon the next day, the first thing that hit him was how much his eyes itched. He tried to recall the blurry circumstances around what had happened- why he felt so lethargic. He rolled out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom. After promptly relieving himself in the toilet and washing his hands, he removed the contact lenses and tossed the pair into the bin. He would need to dig up the box somewhere in his trunk for a new pair.

Harry rubbed his eyes. They were red and bloodshot. It was strange to see his green eyes again. He always avoided looking into the mirror when he could, especially when he wasn�t wearing his contacts. For one, everything was just a horrible blur of colors. It was always the green of his eyes that stuck out the most.

He sighed and dragged himself back into his bedroom. His entire body stilled ached from last night. It was a numb sort of pain. He stopped dead when he spotted Jessica holding a tray of food.

Jessica set the food down on the table they had just moved into the room the day before. �You must be starving. Moppy made something quick for you. I wanted to see how you were feeling,� Jessica froze when she looked up at Harry. �Cedric, your eyes�they�re green��

Harry�s thoughts began racing a mile a minute. Jessica now knew his true eye color. Fine, but his disguise wasn�t compromised yet. It was just a minor detail Jessica would never need to repeat to anyone. He could be changing his eye color for vanity�s sake for all she knew. He just had to convince her of that fact.

He kept his tone nonchalant as he approached the food. �I forgot how itchy it is sleep with contacts.�

�Colored contacts?� she inquired. He nodded and sat down at the table while she took the seat across from him and continued. �Yeah, contacts can be annoying, but they�re the better alternative compared to potions and spells. The spells are prone to malfunction since they need very specific fine-tuning and the potions! I don�t even want to think about the price on some of them! None of them are permanent anyway. You might as well get laser eye surgery.�

Harry chuckled. �Funny, isn�t it? How we can re-grow bones but still can�t cure simple near-sightedness?�

�No one ever claimed you European wizards were a sensible bunch.� Jessica teased.

�And you Yanks are?� He raised an eyebrow and resisted the urge to poke her across the table.

�I would hope so! At least we�re not still stuck in the Victorian ages,� she reached over and nicked one of the bangers off his plate. �And don�t do that eyebrow thing. You look like Severus and one of His Grumpiness is more than enough.�

Harry felt the good mood bleed out of him at the mention of Snape. His former professor must be furious at him, just because it was the sort of illogical thing that Snape would get upset over. Though he hadn�t meant to, he had slipped up yet again. �I reckon the professor�s mad about the warding.�

�Mad? Furious was more like it. He was ready to kick you out.� She toyed idly with the silver cross pendant around her neck.

�Guess I should be glad my trunk�s packed already.�

�Please, Severus was just being a bully last night. You�re not going anywhere until you finish your job and if I had it my way, until after my wedding. Siobhan�s your employer, not Severus. She happened to like the case I presented more than Severus�,� A deeper concern soon became apparent in her expression. �I am worried though. Is there something you should tell us? Is there something I can help with?�

�It�s nothing you need to worry about,� He stared at his plate. �I�ll leave on my own if something becomes a problem.�

�I�m worried for you.� She said.

�Once again, no need. Once this job is finished, I�ll be gone and Snape and you will never have to worry about me again.� He looked up and smiled sadly.

�You and Severus seem so much more alike than you would think. Or maybe it�s just arrogance on my part for thinking I know either of you two that well. You both claim to act out of mere obligation, but I know that some part of you two is genuinely fond of the rest of us.� She shook her head sadly.

Harry wasn�t sure how to answer her so he chose not to. He didn�t realize exactly how hungry he was until he took his first bite. He focused his attention on the food instead and they sat together in silence.

�You should think about getting just regular contacts,� she suddenly declared. �You have really pretty eyes and you shouldn�t hide them.�

He thought it to be wiser not to reply.

~~~

Harry ran a hand through his unruly blond hair. This was probably a bad idea. Maybe he should have politely refused and spent a night in his room sorting through all those owls he had been receiving recently. He needed to line up jobs for when his task at Snape Castle was done. The housewarming party was due to begin any moment with the arrival of the first guest.

Instead, he diverted his attention to how Siobhan had decorated the large dining room. To a side was a long table filled with appetizers and punch. Harry imagined the room had been restored to much of its former glory before falling into disuse. He tightly gripped the glass of champagne Sinclair had shoved in his hand.

He nearly jumped out of his skin when the first guest came tumbling out of the fireplace. Siobhan was upon the guest in an instant. Harry was just glad it wasn�t anyone he knew. The first few guests to arrive were all Siobhan, Sinclair, and Shavonne�s friends from France. Harry almost felt himself relax as he spotted Snape hiding and sulking in some dark corner.

About fifteen minutes later, the first of Snape�s Hogwarts co-workers arrived. It was Professor Sinistra. The woman exchanged a brief but warmth-filled hug with Siobhan before heading straight for Snape. Sinistra was followed by Flitwick and Pomfrey. Hagrid came in through the front entrance with Hooch. He must have missed seeing Dumbledore and McGonagall come in but saw them in the crowd later on. Harry was careful to avoid more than a few words of greeting with his former professors if he could.

Soon the room was filled with party guests. Siobhan was entertaining a circle of friends and business acquaintances. Sinclair and Jessica were talking to well-wishers about their upcoming wedding. Snape hadn�t been seen for a while. Shavonne had been surrounded by enthusiastic friends (many whom are fellow recent graduates of Beauxbaxtons), but she tired quickly due to her illness. He was sitting with her so she wouldn�t be completely bored.

While she seemed to be recovering the last few days, she began regressing all of a sudden in the last day. She was even weaker than when she first was sick. Yet she didn�t want to miss any party for the world so Siobhan and everyone else had simply insisted she dare not exhaust herself. She was also scratching the side of her neck constantly, despite everyone else�s reprimand not to do so, until an angry red rash that was impervious to even the strongest of cosmetic spells and harshest of ointments developed. She finally resigned herself to wrapping a thin silk scarf around her neck to hide it from view.

Harry nearly choked on an appetizer when Malfoy stepped out of the fireplace with an arm around Hermione�s shoulder. Shavonne, who had been leaning slightly against him, looked up at him in surprise when he coughed. She followed his line of sight to the new arrivals through the Floo. Harry watched as all signs of fatigue seemed to melt away and a vibrant red started to overtake her cheeks again. She was once again looked like that vivacious girl he had first met that strange morning.

�Draco!�

Malfoy let go of Hermione. He spoke a few quiet words to her and bowed to Siobhan before making his way over to where Harry and Shavonne were. Harry swallowed back that nervous lump in his throat. There was no way Malfoy would know who he really was. Malfoy would always be a bit taller than him. The man still walked with the same arrogant grace he did in his school days, which was eternally ironic to Harry because Malfoy had been disowned after taking side with the Light.

Shavonne offered a hand, which Malfoy took gently and kissed the back of. His silver gray eyes were bright in a way Harry had never witnessed before though. �Severus told me you were ill. Really, Shavonne, you need to learn how to care for yourself.�

Shavonne laughed in such a way that her entire face lit up. �Now why would I need to do that when I have men like P�re, Sinclair, Cedric, and you to worry about me?�

Malfoy rested his gaze on Harry. �Who is this gentleman?� he drawled.

Harry squared his shoulders and sat up straighter. He had never been intimidated by Malfoy and he certainly wasn�t going to start now. �Cedric Remius Wesley, exterminator at your service.� Harry extended a hand. He didn�t expect Malfoy to actually take it.

�Ah, so you�re the dunderhead Severus has been mumbling so much about lately,� Malfoy gripped Harry�s hand in a firm handshake. �It�s always a pleasure to meet anyone who can irk Severus like that.�

A smirk tugged at the corner of Harry�s lip. �It doesn�t appear to be a talent lacking in those of his company.�

Malfoy actually burst into laughter. �With a tongue like that, it�s no wonder Severus talks about you all the time. I can�t remember the last time since Harry Potter that he�s been so pre-occupied with trying to enumerate a person�s flaws.�

Harry�s heart leaped into his throat at Malfoy�s declaration. He knew there was no hidden intent behind the other man's words, but it did make his heart skip a second there. He could have kissed Shavonne when she insisted that Malfoy take her somewhere private where they could catch up. He exhaled loudly and relaxed when they were gone.

�You shouldn�t believe everything you hear. Draco Malfoy�s a better person than one would think.�

Harry didn�t know how much more his heart could take talking to these people who used to be a part of his life and he theirs. He knew instantly it was Remus when the curse jumped to life. He wrestled with it briefly before coaxing it into a hesitant dormancy.

�I can see it,� he mumbled quietly. He had come to learn and know that unwillingly since the beginning days of the war.

�We haven�t been formally introduced. I�m Remus Lupin, werewolf.� It was Remus that extended the courteous hand.

�Pleased. I�m Cedric Remius Wesley, the exterminator.�

Harry found Remus� grip to be uncharacteristically strong for someone with a disability of sorts. The werewolf held Harry�s gaze just as firmly as Harry�s hand. �I can�t say I approve of your occupation but Siobhan believes you to be a good man.�

Harry felt a lump forming in his throat, but he would not allow Remus to see any of his discomfort. �Well, we all have to make a living somehow.�

He almost wanted to squirm under the werewolf�s stare. The full moon had only passed a few days ago so the wolf was still apparent in the man. �I feel as if we�ve met before. I should know you, am I right?�

He wrenched his hand out of Remus�, even though he wanted nothing more than to hug the man. �No, you must be mistaken. Excuse me.� He leaped to his feet and fled to the other side of the room. He wondered briefly if he could just up and go right then.

~~~

Severus supposed this gathering could have turned out worse. It was all the more tolerable when he was left to himself. Albus was his usual self- annoying. The elderly wizard had insisted on entertaining him for the better part of the evening before Minerva finally dragged the old man away. Minerva, Merlin bless her old maid soul, always was the most sensible of the whole lot, even if she was a Gryffindor.

He was simply grateful for the fact that his aunt hadn�t insisted he �mingle�- at least as of yet. He stood in the northwest corner of the room like he always did at any social gathering. He was pleased to see Shavonne with Draco. Draco was far more suited for her than Wesley.

He was still no closer to solving the enigma that was Wesley. He had a cream sample, which he couldn�t even identify the main ingredients of. It was not any type of salve or healing cream he had ever encountered before. It appeared to have some coloring agent, but Severus wasn�t sure of anything else beyond that.

Watching Wesley now, Severus saw that Wesley�s hair color was indeed very similar to Draco�s, but it was a hue darker. The hair always looked uncombed, though Severus had seen Wesley struggle with a comb before. He watched as the younger man moved through the crowd, courteous to all but politely distant. He didn�t seem to offer anything of himself to any of the other party-goers, not even the briefest of conversations.

He noted each time that Wesley turned down an advance made by one of either Sinclair or Shavonne�s friends. However, he still found no sign that Wesley was gay like he asked sometime ago in the lab. Was it truly possible for a young attractive man like Wesley to be so completely uninterested in romantic trysts? Perhaps he already had someone back home- wherever that was.

Severus� mouth suddenly went dry at the reminder of Wesley writhing against his desk just last week. He turned and went in search of alcohol. He tried to shove the unwanted thought out of his head. The last thing he should be thinking about was the seemingly endless column of Wesley�s pale throat. He suddenly felt something lodged in his throat.

He was still staring at Wesley when the lights in the room started flickering- which shouldn�t have happened. The lights were all magic. He scanned the crowd for any possible culprit, but he couldn�t pinpoint the source of the problem. Then the food and china set on the table levitated into the air and flew about the room.

Severus drew his wand and blast apart a bowl of punch coming at him- drenching a few other guests in punch. He turned around to see Draco- who was sheltering Shavonne- Jessica, and Sinclair being pelted by food flying off the table. Guests were being rammed by chairs moving across the floor aggressively.

It was like a tea party gone mad, straight out of Alice�s wonderland.

�Accio knife.�

A flying butter knife, aimed at his back Severus realized belatedly, was redirected into Wesley�s hand.

�What�s going on, Snape?� the blond man was soon by his side with his wand drawn. �A curse on this house?�

�Possible but I�ve already checked the castle over for any lingering curses,� Severus waved a smaller table shuffling about aside. �A poltergeist, perhaps?�

�No,� Wesley stated firmly as his narrowed gaze swept across the room. �Poltergeists feel different than human beings, and even werewolves. They even feel different from regular ghosts. There are too many lives in this room, I can�t pinpoint it.�

Severus was tempted to ask more questions but knew now was not the time. Siobhan was directing the guests out of the room as quickly as she could. Wesley had zoned out, his eyes fluttering closed, leaving Severus to deal with their share of flying utensils and food.

�There!� Wesley�s eyes snapped open and his wand whipped in the direction of a corner of the room.

�Accio.�

There was always a problem inherent in summoning something without specifying the object. Most of the time, the spell would just fail, but that was the case for lesser wizards not of Albus� and Wesley�s caliber of power. Albus and Wesley had cast the charm simultaneously at the same spot. A loud ripping noise sounded through the room, and two pieces of a cloak smacked into Albus� and Wesley�s chest respectively.

An invisibility cloak, Severus realized too late.

The culprit, a bundle of rags and filthy hair, was already racing for the door as soon as his protection was ripped from him. Severus wasn�t going to let someone who had endangered his family get away so easily. Yet once again, Wesley was quicker. The intruder crumbled to the floor bound in magical ropes.

All of occupants left in the room surrounded the intruder with their wands drawn. Sinclair knelt down to pull the attacker to his feet and when the intruder refused to budge, he brushed away the long shaggy black hair that hid the attacker�s face.

Severus recognized the face immediately even after all those years and hissed, �Nott.�

Theodore Nott, a mere shadow of the young man he once was, snarled at him and spat at Severus� shoe. �Blood traitors,� he wasn�t done yet and turned to spit directly into Sinclair�s face. �Mudbloods and foreign pigs. The Snapes have all but tainted England, and Snape women are the worst, all whores who sell their bodies to any man who would have them-�

Severus could no longer just stand by and listen to Nott deride his cousins and family name. He stepped forward and punched Nott, sending the man flying back and crashing into the floor again. �Do not speak of my family like that in my presence. In fact, don�t you ever talk about my family in that manner.�

Wesley moved to cover Draco and Shavonne from anything Nott might try. He was watching Severus with a strange expression. Draco appeared just as furious as Severus felt and Shavonne looked even paler than before. The excitement must have been detrimental to her already fragile health.

Siobhan moved to his side and placed a hand on his raised arm. He turned his head to glare furiously at her but she just shook her head. He stepped back and allowed his aunt to take care of the situation since the threat appeared to be largely neutralized on the most part. He would much rather have Nott to himself in some locked room where he could teach the man a lesson he would never forget.

�How did you get in?� Siobhan demanded. He could tell she was just as furious under that calm fa�ade.

Nott smirked. �Simple, I just used the Floo.�

�Impossible,� he scoffed. �Our Floo is warded.�

Nott let out a short bark of laughter. �You always were overconfident when it came to your wards and protection spells, Snape. That�s going to be your downfall one of these days.�

Severus couldn�t help but glance at Wesley out of the corner of his eye. Was Nott implying something? Couldn�t be. There was no way Nott would know something like that.

�How?� Siobhan� tone was quiet but deadly.

�Recognize the cloak, whore?� Nott raised an eyebrow in her directions.

Sinclair lunged forward, but Jessica caught his arm and pulled him back. �Don�t call my mother that.� He gritted through his clenched teeth instead.

His aunt snatched the piece of cloth from Wesley�s hand, and he leaned over to examine the cloak himself. It was a thick winter cloak. Though it might have invisibility properties, it didn�t appear to have been made an invisibility cloak specifically. Her face lost all color suddenly.

�Where did you get this?� Siobhan dropped to her knees and shook the tattered piece in Nott�s face.

Nott simply smirked in return, revealing yellowed teeth.

�Where?! Tell me.� She demanded vehemently.

�M�re, what�s wrong?� Sinclair asked.

�Don�t you remember, Sinclair?� Siobhan offered the cloak to her son. �That Christmas we went skiing in the Alps?�

Sinclair�s hand shook as he took the cloak and rubbed it between his fingers. He turned over the corner so that all could see the ornate SS stitched into the fabric. It was the label Siobhan stitched onto every article of clothing she made. �This was P�re�s.�

Severus knew instantly that Sinclair wasn�t joking about him now. This cloak had belonged to his cousin�s blood father and his uncle-in-law, Paul. He now knew why it struck such a chord in his aunt. Even after almost sixteen years, she still had trouble dealing with her husband�s death.

�Where?!� Siobhan grabbed the lapel of Nott�s ragged robe and shook the man furiously. �How did you get it? All of my husband�s belongings are locked in a trunk in my closet.�

�I�m just the messenger. The rightful owner of this castle is going to take it back. He doesn�t want you here. Soon, he�ll take back this castle, this town,� Nott�s slightly mad gaze fell on the pale Shavonne enfolded in Draco�s embrace. �And everything else that belongs to him.�

Shavonne began trembling in Draco�s arms, shrinking back from Nott with eyes wide with fear. Her mouth opened and closed like she was trying to say something, but no words escaped. Her eyes then rolled back and she collapsed in Draco�s arms.

�What did you do to her?� Draco rearranged his grip on Shavonne.

�Please, Malfoy, as much as I would like to, you know I don�t have that sort of power. She�s simply weak from her illness.� Nott sneered.

�Wesley, take Shavonne up to her room. Then direct the guests home,� Severus ordered. �The party is over.�

�Perhaps, I should-� Draco began.

�No,� Severus cut him off. �Wesley will do it.�

Wesley opened his mouth as if to protest. He then promptly closed it and took Shavonne from Draco.

�You�re Cedric Wesley, aren�t you?� Nott directed the question to Wesley. The man nodded slowly in confirmation. �He has a message for you too. He wasn�t lying. He knows of a way to silence it. He can help you. You won�t ever have to hide again afterwards.�

Wesley�s arms around Shavonne tightened. �I�I don�t know what you�re talking about.�

Severus had thought Wesley to be a rather accomplished liar before that.

�Say what you may, Wesley. He�s watching you. He�s not going to wait for your answer for much longer.� Nott�s eyes swept up and down Wesley�s figure in an unnervingly hungry manner. Severus was tempted to gouge out Nott�s eyes right there and use them as potion ingredients.

�Get to it, Wesley!� Severus thundered and spurred the man out of the room.

Albus had been watching the proceedings from the background until then. The elderly wizard placed a hand on Severus� shoulder. �Perhaps Veritaserum would be of use now?�

*To Be Continued*

So Albus shows up in this chapter, and what's this? No Albus Omniscience of Doom (TM)? kk noted how astonishing it was that no one noticed with an obvious name like "Cedric Remius Wesley." Yes, the name was meant to be that obvious. As readers and writers, we all have the benefit of a hindsight or an inside look into the minds of the characters. It may seem very obvious to us from this point of view, but I believe it would be the last thing any of the characters would be expecting after six years of absence.

P.S. For those of you who were curious about the laughter at the end of chapter 6, that was indeed Voldemort's laughter. It wasn't Abraham. I don't think Harry has heard Abraham laugh yet.

As always, please R/R and thanks for all your reviews. See you next week as always.
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