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Chapter One � A Trophy Wife (Oh How Cute!)
�Alright, where�s the birthday girl?� The waitress called unnecessarily as Hermione already had both hands high in the air, bobbing up and down, her faux-diamond tiara slipping off her head. Harry caught it without a second thought and started to put it back on her.
Hermione waved him off, her eyes following the tray of twenty test tube shots making their way in front of her. �Just leave the blasted thing off, it won�t stay. In fact�� She pulled the tiara from his fingers and leaned across the high bar table, not aware how far her short black dress rid up and that she had just exposed, to Harry and the entire dance floor, her bum. Harry quickly moved behind her to block the sight from anyone but himself. Letting his gaze only linger mere seconds, he transferred his attention back to the table. Hermione was beckoning Ron over with clumsy fingers.
�Ronald! You are required under Birthday Law to do anything I say tonight� Now please lean forward.�
Ron shot a �oh Lord its going to be a long night� look to his girlfriend, Luna, and then did as he was told and met Hermione halfway over the table. As if the diamonds were real, she very delicately placed the tiara on Ron�s head then sat back and admired her handiwork.
�Well that�s just not fair.� Her drunken pout caused many giggles around the table.
Seamus wrapped an arm around Parvati�s shoulders and lifted his beer to his lips. �What�s that, Hermione?�
She propped her elbow up on the table and pointed accusingly at Ron. �You�re not supposed to look better in it than me!� Seamus backwashed the gulp of beer he took and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.
Harry snuck a hand under her curls and soothingly rubbed her neck. �That�s complete nonsense darling�� Seeing that she wasn�t buying it, he decided to change the subject. �Ready to do your slightly modified Birthday Shot?�
An insanely large and pretty smile overtook her face and she clapper her hands together. �Oh most definitely� Wait a minute! Did you say modified? Why is it modified?�
Harry laughed and dispensed a test tube shot to the eight other inhabitants of the table then took one for himself. He shuffled the remaining eleven in front of Hermione. She eyed them hungrily and licked her lips. She was just about to grab her first when Harry�s hand stopped her.
�No, see, this is how it�s going to happen. You will not be doing one shot for each person � you will only be doing half.� At her immediate protest, he placed a finger over her lips. �Oh no no no. There is no bargaining on this. Do I need to remind you what happened last year? You downed ten shots in less than a minute. And who was the one holding your hair back when you vomited twenty minutes later?�
She sighed and dropped her eyes. �You were.� Her drunken, foggy mind then remembered an insignificant tidbit. �But you like playing with my hair.�
He smiled, and as if to prove her point, wrapped a curl around his finger. �Of course I do sweetheart, but not while there�s vomit coming out of your mouth.�
She conceded and grabbed five shots out of the tray, leaving the rest, sadly, behind. She started on her left and worked her way around the table, saving Harry for last. Harry always got the last shot. She reached her first victim and Parvati raised her shot in the air.
�To always defending your friends.� Parvati shot the liquid back in one gulp while Hermione was forced to only drink half. Parvati leaned over and gave her customary kiss on the cheek. Afterwards, Hermione looked down at her half full shot glass and shot Harry a menacing glare but he only laughed and swatted her on the butt.
�Keep moving, you have eight more people to see. You�ll stop being mad by the time you make it back to me.�
She made her way to Seamus and repeated the process, then continued on. Each person contributed their own little line of praise then kissed her cheek, forehead or in Ron�s case, the tip of her nose.
When she reached Luna, the bright eyed girl looked up at her with a mischievous grin. She raised her glass, shot a quick glance at Harry, and then clinked Hermione�s glass.
�To undeserving boyfriends not coming to their girlfriend�s birthday party.� Everyone raised whatever bottle they had in front of them, shouted things along the lines of �hear hear!� and �damn straight!� and slammed their drinks down.
Hermione looked around the table at her adoring friends, suddenly grateful to have at least a few people in her life she could count on. She knew what they were waiting for. Whenever someone called her out on her �never there� boyfriend, she immediately become defensive and made excuses for him. �Oh, he�s held up at work� Oh, he wanted to come, but the coach had him on a strict no-drinking rule� �

Not tonight. Tonight, she wanted to be surrounded by those who loved her� And obviously she was. Switching all her birthday shots into one hand, she grabbed a fresh one from the tray. She ignored Harry�s quirked eyebrow and raised the glass to the middle of the table.
�Fuck him!�
Harry�s smile could not have been prouder. They all raised their drinks next to hers, everyone with silly stupid smiles on their faces, and toasted to the greatest revelation ever spoken. Hermione downed her shot quickly then tossed it on the table where it rolled back and forth aimlessly. A few friends later she was down to her last shot. Harry�s shot.
She walked back to him, dragging her hand along his lower back. He smiled and raised his glass to her, gently pushing her sweaty side swept hangs away from her eyes. �I do believe your two word speech was the most poetic thing I�ve ever heard.�
She laughed and leaned into him. �Well, it�s about time I said it, isn�t it? You�ve all been saying it in your minds, and on that one occasion, out loud.� Everyone simultaneously turned their heads towards Harry and laughed, remembering.
�Well, it was well deserved��
She smiled at the memory as well, although she knew she shouldn�t have. She shrugged the feeling off and raised her shot glass to Harry�s. He clinked the bottoms together twice then intertwined their arms.
�To always knowing that your friends love you above and beyond everything else; to finding pure happiness in the smallest of ventures; and to always being aware of your own needs and not compromising one ounce of yourself to appease someone else. You�re brilliant and beautiful Hermione, and he�s a fool to not be here with you tonight. We love you.�
He clinked her glass again to signify he was done and they shot the last of the birthday alcohol down. He leaned in and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips and pulled back smiling. �Happy Twenty-Two, Hermione.�
She smiled and rubbed his cheek lightly, her drunken state making her more emotional than she usually allowed. She threw her empty glass on the tray then wrapped her arms around his neck, sniffling ever so lightly. �Thank you, that was very sweet.�
Harry rested his hand on the small of her back when she pulled away, unknowingly caressing her with his fingertips. She turned to say something to Ginny when a familiar song pounding through the speakers got her attention. Both girls looked at each other with delighted smiles on their faces then rushed over to plunk Luna off her barstool. Hermione and Ginny squealed �it�s our song!� while Luna just supported a dreamy smile, allowing her self to be dragged to the dance floor.

�Let them in, get the lights, let the party begin, mix a little love, get the mood jumpin��

As the three girls made their way to the dance floor, all remaining members of the party followed behind, lining the outside of the dance floor and watching from a distance. Hermione kept signally them to join them, but no one did. Finally she just rolled her eyes, turned back to Ginny and Luna, and gave into the music. To warm her body up from the upcoming choreographed steps, she swayed her hips back and forth, raising her hands above her head and slowly grinding down to the ground. Several catcalls sounded from the sidelines but she heard none of it.

�You want it, you got it, you need it, but you know you gotta have it boy.�

By this point, several more girls and a few guys joined in the dance. Apparently they knew the moves as well. Harry saw they were at a point where the guys and girls were to be dancing together� And he felt a little bad. Neither Hermione, Ginny or Luna had a guy out there with them to dance against. But he didn�t feel bad enough to go out there and humiliate himself. Besides, by the looks of things, they were handling themselves just fine without a man to drool on them.

�This is for my girls comin� from NYC, and everybody down from LA to BC.�

Watching Hermione dance always caused some kind of reaction in him, so he wasn�t surprised when his mouth became dry and his pants because a little snugger. He watched, smiling, that she was still so in tune with her steps even after the amount of alcohol she consumed. The once group of three had grown into a crowd of about twenty people. All doing this� dance. He didn�t even know the name of it. He knew it was from a movie the girls watched but it had to be a real dance if these other people knew it. It looked like a harder more glorified version of the Electric Slide.
Harry chugged the last of his beer, placing it on the empty table beside him, not knowing that his now empty hands made him a target for Hermione.

�Slip, gone until the dawn�s gone with me.�

As soon as Harry turned around, he saw the three girls swaying towards them, obviously with a goal in mind. Luna grabbed Ron, Ginny grabbed Draco and Harry didn�t even have a chance to protest before Hermione�s hands snaked in his and she pulled him out to the dance floor. All the girls had congregated on one side of the dance floor and pushed their respective male partners to the other side. Harry noticed some of the guys had been up the whole time dancing, but others were pulled out by their female counterparts like he was.

�Now all my ladies, move it to the front, show�em what you got.�

The girls started dancing intoxingly exotic in front of the men, swaying their hips and running their hands over their bodies. Hermione locked eyes with Harry, winked, then mouthed �Don�t worry; I�ll take care of you.�
The bulge got bigger.

�Fellas, oh like that!�

The girls walked back to the guys, each grabbing one, and pulled them forward. Hermione pulled Harry flush against her body and wrapped her arms around his neck. He could tell she felt the hardness pressed against her waist because her eyes lit up and she began grinding on his leg.

�And all my ladies say (Ah! Ah!), and all the fellas say (Ah! Ah!), everybody say (Ah! Ah!), come dance with me.�

Just then, Hermione pulled away slightly so her right side was tight against his right side and they were facing each other. Her right hand came up and grasped his shoulder while the left shot straight into the air. And then she was jumping. She did two quick jumps, her breasts against his arm, and then she lunged behind him, turned and then was pressed against his back. Another two jumps and lunge and she was on his left side. She swung around so her rear was pressed against his strained erection and he had no choice but to grab her hips. She quickly bent at the waist, leaving her rear pressed against him and her hair cascading to the floor.

�Once again, you can shake your thang and there ain�t no cops.�

She gyrated her hips, causing her dress to ride up, leaving the smooth expanse of her thigh exposed. Just as Harry slid his fingers towards her inner thigh, she whipped herself up, her hair flying over both her and Harry�s shoulders. His grip on her thigh tightened as he pulled her even closer, making sure she knew what she was doing to him. She bit her lower lip and threw her hands around his neck, tangling her fingers in his messy raven locks. She knew she was supposed to be dislodging herself� there were more dance moves left. But she couldn�t pull herself away from him.
He bent down and nuzzled her neck, then kissed her ear. �Have I told you how amazing you look tonight?�
She smiled and turned in his arms, retightening her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and his hands came to rest on her naked back. �Yes, many many times. But I thank you. You always make me feel however you�re describing me.�
He decided to take a moment and memorize everything about her in this moment. Her soft dark brown hair with honey highlights slightly frizzed from the frantic movement and the heat of the club. He reached up and pushed her bangs aside again to see her large caramel colored eyes staring up at him through long, thick lashes. Her pert nose and pouty pink lips, which lead him down to the smooth, graceful column of her neck. The black halter dress she was wearing was low cut and no back. He had a perfect view of the valley between her breasts and the beautiful arch of her spine. He looked down farther, admiring her slender thighs, and the black strappy four inch stilettos that had fabric criss-crossing up her calves.
She gently rubbed her pelvis against his and brought him out of his self-induced stupor. There was never any awkwardness when it came to them. They were both so open about their sexuality and how attracted they were to each other that they could get away with these long stares and not have to worry about explaining it the other. But that�s all the further they let it get. Stares, casual caresses, chaste kisses and lots of naughty innuendo. And it worked for them.
The upbeat tempo faded and he stared down at her. �And I�ll tell you many more times, you know that much.�
She smiled and twirled his short hair as a slow song started playing. She looked up into his eyes and no words needed to be said. He slowly started swaying with her in his arms. He at least knew he could dance this way with her. She rested her head against his chest, one arm still around his neck while the other came down and rested over his heart. He brought his hand up and placed it over hers, interlocking his fingers with hers.
Hermione�s eyes, which had fluttered closed at one point, opened slowly to take in their surroundings. She wanted to make sure none of her guests where sitting back at the table by themselves. There were two people in particular she was worried about � Neville and Lavender. They were the only ones to come solo to the party. Her eyes raked the crowd � Ginny and Draco clung together, practically mauling each other. Ron and Luna were near them, dancing sweetly together. Hermione had to giggle when she saw Ron still wearing her tiara. Seamus and Parvati had their arms wrapped around each other, dancing in slow circles. She finally spotted Neville dancing with a pretty brunette, looking more nervous than she had ever seen him. She nudged Harry slightly and pointed in Neville�s direction.
Harry�s face lit up and he pumped his fist in the air. �It�s about time Nev get�s some ass�� Hermione�s laughter suddenly left from her face and Harry noticed the change immediately. �Mione, what is it?�
Her eyes suddenly burned as she felt the bile rise in the back of her throat. Harry started to get frantic when she wouldn�t respond to him. �Hermione� Mione, talk to me. What�s going on?�
Without giving him an answer, she started to stalk towards Neville. Brushing past him, Harry following close behind, she jumped the two-step landing to the bar, stumbling slighting in her four inch heals, but Harry was close enough behind her to steady her before she fell. Once Harry joined her on the landing, he finally saw what she did. His jaw clenched and his hands curled into fists.
Hermione turned and faced him. �I want you with me but you have to promise me you won�t do anything.�
�You know I can make no such promise.�
�Please Harry, I don�t want everyone�s time ruined because of him� If I let you do what I know you want to do, we�ll all get kicked out of here. So please, for me, stay calm. Let me do what I should have done weeks ago and we�ll walk away, get lots of alcohol and drink away the pain, eh?� Her attempt at humor was lost on him. All he saw was red. He wanted to rip his fucking throat out and�
�Harry! Please! For me?�
The quiet desperation in her voice finally broke him. He looked down and his fists unfurled and his jaw slackened. �Only for you. But if he tries to hurt you, I won�t be held responsible for my actions.�
She smiled, gave him a small hug then turned herself back around. She took a deep, shuddering breath, then walked towards her preoccupied boyfriend. He was cradling a blonde in between his legs, one hand snaked under the front of her skirt, the other holding the back of her neck to him, his tongue lost somewhere in the depths of her mouth.
She looked to the bartender closest to her, who also happened to be watching the little display and caught his eyes. Luckily, it was one that she was on a first name basis with � coming here so often. Sam knew Hermione and also knew that the man the blonde was kissing was her soon to be ex-boyfriend. Hermione nodded at him and he understood. He slowly turned around and busied himself mixing a drink but didn�t leave the area in case he was needed.
Hermione tapped the blonde�s shoulder and waited until she turned around, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and readjusting her skirt. �Uh, can I help you?�
�Uh, yeah, you can move aside.� The nameless blonde was about to retort when a hand on her shoulder stopped her. She stepped to the side and Hermione was finally able to come face to face with him. �Jason, how wonderful to see you�re feeling better and could come out and celebrate your girlfriend�s birthday.� At the word girlfriend the blonde blanched, slapped Jason across the face, grabbed her purse and left. �Aww, and I thought you had a real chance with her� You know, with your hand in her panties and her tongue down your throat. And she�s just your type too, bleach blonde and big tits. A trophy wife, oh how cute!� She clapped her hands together in dramatic fashion and took a pregnant pause.
It was at this pause that Jason finally noticed Harry standing behind Hermione, vengeful murder radiating from his eyes. He audibly gulped and turned his attention back to Hermione. He saw she was about to go on another rant so he would try to get a word in while he could.
�Hermione, I thought you were supposed to be at the pub across town� You said��
This was his first of two mistakes he would make. He was better off keeping his mouth shut.
Hermione drew her hand up to silence him. �Are you really going to sit here and try to put this on me? It�s my fault you were cheating because I happened to be in the wrong bar and CATCH YOU?! You fucking coward, at least own up� No, you know what� I�ve already wasted enough of my night on you and I�m not going to let you pull me into a fight with you. This,� she motioned between them, �whatever this was� It is 100% done. Do you hear me?� He numbly nodded. Hermione turned around to walk away but then thought better of it. She faced him again. �No you know what, you�re not getting off that easy.� With that, she pulled her fist back and delivered a punch to the side of his face. Jason fell against the bar out of shock and she immediately began shaking her hand. �Ow! Dammit!�
Jason, angered that he was just punched by a girl in a public place, took a step towards Hermione with his hand raised. This would be his second mistake. Harry immediately stepped in front of Hermione and pushed Jason back against the bar, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt. Harry�s voice was low and thick with hatred when he spoke. �I want you to think real hard about your next move. You can either get your shit and leave quietly, or you can do what you were about to do to Hermione to me and see how far it gets you. I truly am hoping you chose the second option because I�ve wanted to pound you for the past four months and I have a lot of pent of rage��
Jason knew a losing battle when he saw one so he threw up the white flag and Harry let him go. He paid for his drinks, threw a tip on the bar, and then walked past them to the exit. Harry didn�t turn around until he saw the door shut behind his retreating form. He then spun around and gathered her in his arms.
�I can�t believe you punched him� I have never been so proud of you��
She laughed into his arms then pulled her swollen hand up to her face to try to get a better look. He gently took her hand and carefully moved the fingers back and forth. She winced slightly but it was a dull pain. Nothing was broken. He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed each knuckle softly.
It was already feeling better.
Someone yelled over the loud music. �Harry, Hermione!�
They both turned around to Sam, who was handing Harry a small glass filled with ice. �Here, get this on straight right away to cut back the swelling.� The forty year old Irishman smiled at the pair and winked at Hermione. �You got a strong upper cut there, Hermione.�
Harry�s heart burst with pride as he started rubbing the ice over her fingers and knuckles. �We�re sorry for causing a minor scene in your bar Sam, you know we try not to.�
Sam simply waved at Harry in dismissal. �I saw nothing Harry, me back was turned the whole time.�
Hermione handed the glass back to him, then leaned over and kissed him sweetly on the cheek. �Thank you, Sam. I promise it will never happen again though.� She looked down at her now white and pink blotchy hand. �I don�t think my hand could take it, to be honest.� He laughed and threw his bar rag over his shoulder, then scurried off to help other customers.
She turned back to Harry, who was watching her intently. She smiled and leaned against him. �Thank you for keeping your word.�
He tucked the hair behind her ears and she shivered slightly. His ice cold fingers were a contrast to her warm face. �I always keep my word when it comes to you, you know that.� He kissed her forehead lightly, and then smirked. �Plus after your punch, mine would have just been redundant.�
She laughed and grabbed his hand with her good one. �Come on, I haven�t had any alcohol in like�. Thirty minutes. I want my buzz back, baby!�
Walking back to the table with more test tubes and bottles of beer, she wasn�t surprised to see Ginny and Draco getting their jackets on. She smiled knowingly at her friend and nodded, letting her know she wasn�t mad at them for leaving.
Ginny visibly relaxed and came over to them, dropping a kiss on Harry�s cheek then enveloping Hermione in a massive hug. �I�m sorry for leaving, but I�m terribly horny and haven�t been able to sleep with my boyfriend for the past 4 days.�
Hermione laughed knowingly, having been in that predicament before. �So the flow finally ended, eh?�
Ginny nodded enthusiastically and kissed her cheek. �Happy Birthday Hermione. Call me... in two days and we�ll do a girls day.� At that, Draco came over, giving one of those �manly goodbyes� to Harry and kissing Hermione�s forehead, wishing her a happy birthday as well, then they were gone.
Ron looked around the table, a drunken smile on his face. �And then there were six��
Harry then noticed that they were missing two other people. �Where�s Lav and Nev?�
Parvati giggled, wrapped herself around Seamus� arm, and dropped her head on his shoulder. Oh, she wasn�t going to last too much longer. �You missed it. Neville was dancing with this really pretty girl and Lavender got all jealous and spouted off to him� Poor Neville, he didn�t know what hit him. Well, the pretty girl realized she was in the middle of something, so she took off and Nev and Lav just stared at each other. Then at the same time, they both reached for each other and started �� She used her hands to symbolize two people kissing heavily. Everyone got the picture.
Hermione pushed the alcohol into the center of the table and noticed Ron and Luna swallowing each other whole. She decided to put them out of their misery since she knew they wouldn�t leave until her and Harry did.
�How �bout we finish up these drinks then call it a night?�
Ron and Luna both turned to her with excited grins on their faces. They both reached for two test tube shots each and waited for everyone else to do the same. Hermione didn�t need to be told twice. She was all about the double-fisting. They had forty tubes in front of them that needed to go. Parvati was done drinking for the night so between the five of them, they would get it done.
Hermione held her final shot of the night in her hand. She looked around and saw everyone else still had their last ones and were looking at her with gentle smiles. She lifted it, suddenly feeling the weight of burden disappear off her shoulders.
She was free.
They silently said their own little prayer, praise, thoughts and downed the shot. She looked up at Harry who smiled down at her. �Ready to go home, Birthday Girl?� She nodded and swayed a little in her seat. Harry caught her and grabbed her jacket, draping it over her shoulders. He placed a kiss on the top of her head, put on his own jacket, and then helped her off the stool. He wrapped his arms around her as the three pairs made their way out of the pub.
Harry turned to Seamus and Parvati. �Will you be able to make it home okay or do you want to crash at our place?�
Parvati answered, her voice suddenly devoid of the drunken slur she had earlier. �It�s okay Harry, we�re going to my place and it�s within walking distance of here.� They gave their goodbyes and started walking in the other direction. The remaining four smiled at each other and started walked towards their shared flat, only four blocks away.
Harry wrapped his arm around Hermione�s shoulders, holding her jacket to her. �Except for the minor fifteen minute glitch, what did you think of tonight?�
Hermione smiled and snuggled into his side. �Oh Harry, it was fantastic. And I�m not worrying about that glitch until I wake up tomorrow. In my drunken mind, it hasn�t really sunk in yet. I had so much fun tonight, that�s what I want to remember, okay?�
Harry nodded and noticed Ron and Luna walking ahead of them. He shook his head and laughed. �Horny little buggers.�
Hermione sighed wistfully. �I know the feeling� You know, it�s my birthday dammit, and everyone�s getting laid but me!�
Harry laughed and stroked her neck playfully. �Well you know, that could be arranged��
She smirked and lightly elbowed him in the stomach. �Don�t tempt me.�
�Baby, you know my body is yours for the offering� I�d gladly be your vessel, do with me as you wish!� He could barely get the last line out without his lip twitching into a smile.
She genuinely laughed and wrapped both arms around his waist. �Oh Harry, now you�re speaking my language!�
He grunted in response and bent down to pick her up, then began to run, passing Ron and Luna on the way, whom only laughed and sprinted behind them.
Hermione was laughing so hard so could barely breathe but managed to keep a tight grip on his neck. Harry slowed down to a fast walk and turned his head to look at her.
�Have I told you how amazing you look tonight?�
Hermione�s laughed turned into drunken giggles and she ran her finger over his lips. �Shhh� you flatter me too much.�
�Mione, you know only truths come out of this gorgeous mouth.�
�Oh it is a gorgeous mouth, you ridiculously good looking man.�
Harry mockingly puffed his chest out and slowed his walk down to a casual step, causing Ron and Luna to almost ram into him.
�Whoa, way to lose momentum there Harry. Now if you�ll excuse us.� Ron pulled Luna around them and Harry, seeing they were close to their flat, put Hermione down on her feet, opting to hold her hand instead.
Ron was fumbling with the door when Harry and Hermione came up the steps behind them. �Now who�s slowing the momentum? I may have finally talked Hermione into some mad bedroom action and this stalling is just going to make her stop and think about things.� To prove his point, he turned Ron to look at Hermione and saw she was staring at the sky and tapping a finger to her chin. Harry could tell it was taking every ounce of her willpower to keep a straight face. Harry turned back to Ron with a cold face.
�God damn you Ron.�
That was the last straw for Hermione. She broke into horrific giggles, struggling for breath, leaning against Harry for support. �Oh Ron� Your face.�
Ron was not as amused. �Yeah, laugh it up, fuckers.� And with that, he finally got the door open and ushered Luna inside. �Don�t expect to see us before noon tomorrow. Goodnight and happy birthday Hermione.�
Hermione smiled as she watched them scramble up the steps to their shared bedroom. She looked up at Harry with sad, pouty eyes.
He rolled his eyes and rolled up his sleeves like he was about to perform some strenuous chore. �Hermione, if you want me to sex you up, just say something. Stop with the eyes, they drive me crazy.�
She bumped her hip against his and smiled. �How �bout you just make me some of your famous hangover tea?� He nodded and was about to walk into the kitchen when her hand on his chest stopped him. �Feel free to watch me walk into the kitchen though.�
Harry�s smile broadened as he watched her hips and ass swing to the time of non-existent music. The low scoop of the back of her dress fell even lower and he swore he saw a peak of what was concealed beneath it. After getting his eye full, he walked into the kitchen and started brewing tea for the both of them.

References and Inspirations:

�Til The Dawn� by Drew Sidora (From �Step Up� Soundtrack)
�Never Again� by Kelly Clarkson (From �My December�)
The dance scene is from �Step Up.�
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