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Alrighty, so this is my first go at a fanfic and I hope I don't disappoint. This story adds a character to the Wizarding World. It will stay as close to canon as possible but will have to adjust a bit to the new character. This story also shows a new side to Lupin. The main character is Sirius' daughter and Lupin's Goddaughter, which also brings me to the fact that Lupin wasn't ever homeless or alone... At least not in my story... EVERYTHING in the Wizarding world belongs to the amazing, incredible JK Rowling, except of course the character I invented. The locations, people, etc. are hers and only hers. So, here goes.
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Prologue:
On a dark and misty night, in Surrey, a baby boy was being taken to his Aunt and Uncle’s house. His parents had just been murdered by the greatest evil ever seen, and he was now an orphan. But this is not a story about Harry James Potter, The Boy Who Lived. This story takes place a few hours later, in Shell Cottage, where a baby girl was being transferred to her Godfather’s.
A tabby looking cat with squared markings shaping her eyes stood on the corner of Shell Cottage and Sandy Lane. She had been on that same corner for a little over an hour. Glancing around, she shivered once and then rested her eyes upon a deserted patch of pavement right under a lamppost. After what seemed like ten minutes, there was a flicker of movement from a nearby bush. A man in long dress-robes and a pointed wizard’s hat stepped out into the light and clicked a cigarette lighter look alike. The closest light went out. After clicking it multiple times, the whole street was completely black. In the strange looking man’s other arm was a bundle of pink blankets with the softest sound of heavy breathing. The tabby cat transformed, for a second time that night, into her “human form.”
“Good Evening, Professor Dumbledore,” stated the witch as she walked up to him, her emerald robes billowing out behind her.
“Good Evening, or shall I say morning, Professor McGonagall,” smiled the tall wizard. “Long time, no see,” he chuckled.
“Albus, is it true? Did Sirius really betray them? His best friend, Albus?”
“I’m afraid the truth is not always easily seen, Minerva. We may never know what has truly happened. But, what I do know is that Sirius was found in a street with twelve muggles dead and only a finger left of Peter Pettigrew. He has been taken to Azkaban, and Amelia, going after him, found herself in the crossfire. I don’t know if Sirius will ever be able to forgive himself for that.”
“What will happen to Emily?”
“That, Minerva, is what brings us to another neighborhood tonight. I think it will be best if we take her to her godfather’s house. I think he will want to take her.”
“First Harry and now Emily; what has the world come to?”
“Ahh, Minerva, let’s not dwell upon the unpleasant. Once again, think of what has happened. He is gone, for now at least.”
“So, you don’t think he’s gone for good?”
“Only time can tell. Shall we get her inside?” asked Dumbledore, indicating the pink bundles in his hand.
The witch nodded, and they glided down the street. As they walked, they felt the light breeze linger in the air. The smell of the ocean swirled around them, stinging their nostrils a bit. Staying on the out-skirt of the street, they rounded right before stopping in front of a white cottage with flowers outlining the walk to the door. There was a dim light through one of the upstairs’ windows. Dumbledore and McGonagall made their way to the door, then knocked three times. While they waited, Dumbledore hummed a show tune and McGonagall stared at the baby they were about to hand off. They heard footsteps echo through the house, lights flipping on as they grew louder. The footsteps stopped and a man’s eyes could be seen peeping out the curtain. After realizing whom it was, a mediocre, straggly man with wild hair and deep circles under his green eyes opened the door.
“Albus, Minerva, what brings you to my neck of the woods?” asked the man, eyeing the two. He then noticed the pink blankets. His eyes widened and he nearly choked. “No, it can’t be. There’s been a mistake. Please tell me it’s not that, anything but that. They’re not...”
Albus held up his hand. “Dear boy, we can’t afford to lose you too, please calm down, Remus. Everything will be all right. May we enter?” Albus asked.
The man named Remus motioned for them to enter. After closing the door behind them, he made his way to the living room. Minerva and Albus sat side-by-side on the long couch while Remus took the armchair opposite them. Minerva took the baby girl from Albus’ hands and rocked her gently. Remus leaned his head back against the chair; he looked ghastly. He had turned pale white and was shaking slightly. Opening his eyes, he looked over at the pink blankets where he knew his goddaughter was hiding.
“Remus, we need to talk about a few things,” stated Dumbledore softly, but sternly. Remus nodded so Dumbledore continued. “Sirius was found in the middle of a street with his wand; twelve muggles are dead, but that’s not all. Not only muggles were in that street.” Albus was staring into Remus’ eyes with a sad expression. He felt sorry for Remus Lupin; he was about to tell him that he has lost all of his best friends—James, Peter, and even Sirius in some ways. Remus nodded, as if knowing what was about to be said. “It was believed that Peter Pettigrew searched for Sirius tonight to kill him for his betrayal against James and Lily. All they found of Pettigrew was his finger. Also, Amelia; she heard that Sirius might have been in trouble. She went after him and got blasted in the crossfire. I’m so sorry, Remus, I know this is difficult for you,” Dumbledore continued.
Silence followed after Dumbledore finished. Remus had tears welling up in his eyes. He couldn’t believe it. Prongs was dead. Lily was dead. Wormtail was dead. Amelia was dead. Padfoot was in Azkaban for causing the deaths. Everything was crumbling around him. He let a few tears escape before wiping them off. McGonagall took a tissue from the inside of her robes and sniffled behind it. She, too, was crying. Remus got out of his chair and knelt down in front of Professor McGonagall, looking at his goddaughter intently. A pale pink hand dropped out of the pink bundles, and Remus reached up, putting his forefinger inside it. The little fist closed around Remus’ finger.
“Albus, what happens to Emily?” asked Remus, looking up. He searched the old man’s face.
“She doesn’t have any living grandparents, Remus. She is your goddaughter, so I thought we might give you a chance to take her. If you do not wish to take responsibility, we understand and will take her to an orphanage first thing tomorrow morning,” stated Dumbledore.
“Of course I’ll take her,” said Remus without thinking.
“She is going to be a great responsibility, Remus, are you absolutely positive?” asked Professor McGonagall.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way, Minerva,” stated Remus determinedly.
“It’s settled then. I will need you to sign a few papers, just saying that you will be her guardian and what not, and we will be on our way,” smiled Dumbledore.
Remus nodded his head and motioned for the old wizard to follow him to the kitchen to sign the papers. McGonagall stayed in the living room with the baby girl sound asleep. Flipping the lights as he went, the tabby looking man sat at the head of the table, Dumbledore sitting on his left. Dumbledore rummaged in his cloak for a second, then pulled out a long stick. With a flick of his wand, some papers, a quill, and ink appeared. Remus looked into Dumbledore’s eyes and had the feeling that he was being x-rayed; like Dumbledore could see right through him. The old wizard gave him a small smile, nodding a bit.
“Sign here and here.” Dumbledore indicated to two lines then pushed the papers towards Remus.
Remus signed the papers, and with the flick of his wand, Dumbledore made the papers once again disappear.
“Is that all?” Remus asked.
“Yes, that will be all for now. I believe the ministry is looking over Amelia’s will and then they will be in touch shortly. Now, I believe we will let you and your goddaughter get some rest. Best wishes and if you were to need anything, please don’t hesitate to send an owl.” The old wizard pushed his chair out and stood up. Walking into the other room, he stated, “Minerva, I think it may be time for us to leave and not intrude on Mr. Lupin any longer.”
Standing up, the petite witch looked over to Lupin and took half a step. Remus met her the rest of the way and took the baby girl in his hands, balancing all of her weight evenly. The tabby wizard walked his guests to the door and bid them a goodnight. He watched as the two disappeared down the dark street. Closing the blinds, Remus Lupin walked up his stairs to his bedroom, flipping lights off as he went.
Pulling out his wand with his right hand, as his left was preoccupied, he waved it. A blur of pink and green scurried around the room, and after a few seconds, the silence prevailed. Trudging over to the pink crib by his bed, he sat the pink bundles down. He pulled a green blanket, which was engraved with ‘Emily J. R. A. S. Black,’ over the side of the crib and tucked Emily into it. Sighing, he sat down on the edge of his bed. Taking off his worn out tennis shoes, he glanced at the clock. It was after 2AM. It’s been a long day, he thought. Turning the lamp by his bed off, he lay back on his pillows and fell asleep to the soft breathing of the other life that he vowed to protect.
Hello Emily. Well now we know, don't we. You can write happy, this we know, just as well as you can write sad.This also is what we know. But, now we know you can write pain, just as well. Excellent writing Emily.
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“Sirius—” he choked out. Emily’s heart went to the tips of her toes. What about Sirius could make Remus act like this? There was only one thing and she knew it.
This is such an awful feeling, and yet you have to hear the words to believe your feelings.
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*Tell me watchya think... :/
But, surely you get tired of hearing how great you are?! No, just teasing. I'm happy to give praise where praise is due. You've written a very good chapter, and I'll be watching for your next.
OMG
Emily, THANK YOU for not going into more detail about Sirius' death!
I wouldn'y of been able to handle it!
Although it has the above tpoic, I loved it
George and Emily are meant to be and I'm sure everyone will be happy for them!
At least, I hope so... Harry will be hard to live with at the moment ILY
Abi... xox
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Hello Emily. Well now we know, don't we. You can write happy, this we know, just as well as you can write sad.This also is what we know. But, now we know you can write pain, just as well. Excellent writing Emily.
Awe, well thank you Connie
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But, surely you get tired of hearing how great you are?! No, just teasing. I'm happy to give praise where praise is due. You've written a very good chapter, and I'll be watching for your next.
Haha, thank you Connie
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OMG
Emily, THANK YOU for not going into more detail about Sirius' death!
I wouldn'y of been able to handle it!
Haha, I know! I think one reason I didn't do it is because I wouldn't have been able to handle it...
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Although it has the above tpoic, I loved it
Thanks, Abi
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George and Emily are meant to be and I'm sure everyone will be happy for them!
At least, I hope so... Harry will be hard to live with at the moment
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Hi Emily. I don't understand why on Earth you would think we wouldn't like this post. Sure its sad but you've written it very beautifully. I feel so sorry for Emily that she won't have any of her parent at her wedding. She's very luck to have Remus who loves her like his own daughter.
PAMS!
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Emily, George, Fred, and Remus Apparated to the train station and met up with quite a few people. Tonks gave Emily a hug when they got there. Tonks gave Remus a weird look, which he just avoided by looking off into the distance. She wondered what it was about, but didn’t get a chance to ask because Mrs. Weasley, her mother-in-law to be, engulfed her into a huge hug. She kissed Emily’s cheek, and Emily gave her a small smile. Moody was there as well. He clapped Emily on the back and shook the twins’ hands. They waited for a few minutes before students started coming through the barrier. Emily said hello to a few of her friends, but other than that she stood off to the side with the twins. She held George’s hand tightly, which, on occasion, he would lift to his lips and kiss. Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny finally came through the barrier. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were at them first. Mrs. Weasley was pulling one after the other into hugs.
“What are they supposed to be?” Ron asked, pointing at the twins’ new dragon skin jackets. Emily couldn’t help but giggle at his facial expression.
“Finest dragon skin, little bro,” said Fred. “Business is booming and we thought we’d treat ourselves.”
Ginny came up to Emily and gave her a huge hug. “How have you been?” Ginny asked.
“Fine,” Emily lied. Hermione was next. She gave her a one armed hug. Ginny noticed a glint form Emily’s left hand.
“What,” Ginny gasped loudly, “is that?” She grabbed Emily’s hand as everyone looked round at them. George came up behind Emily and wrapped his arms around her waist, his chin on her shoulder.
“Well, Gin, we were getting to that,” he smiled. Emily chuckled nervously.
“We’re getting married!” they announced together.
Ginny and Hermione’s shock only lasted for a second before they started hugging and congratulating the couple. The girls all squealed their excitement while the boys all shook hands.
“I want you to be my Maid of Honor, Gin,” Emily said. “And I want you to be a bridesmaid, Hermione!”
Ginny squealed her yes while Hermione gave Emily another hug, saying she would be honored to. Ron and Harry were asked to be groomsmen by George. And they were all happy. Well, all but two. Though Emily was happy to have her best friend back for the summer, she still felt a twang of guilt for her happiness. She caught Remus’ eye as he gave her a look. She smiled the best she could, but he saw through it easily. The other not completely happy person—Harry.
“Hello, Harry,” Remus said off to the left of Emily.
“Hi, I didn’t expect...what are you doing here?” Harry responded.
“Well, we thought we might have a little chat with your aunt and uncle before letting them take you home,” Remus said with a small smile.
“I dunno if that’s a good idea,” replied Harry quickly.
“Oh, I think it is,” Moody growled. “That’ll be them, will it, Potter?” he asked as he pointed with his thumb over his shoulder. Emily glanced to where he had pointed. A family of three, who looked simply disgusted at the sight of the group, was standing.
“Ah, Harry!” said Mr. Weasley. He had been talking to Hermione’s parents. “Well—shall we do it, then?”
“Yeah, I reckon so, Arthur,” said Moody.
Emily watched as Mr. Weasley and Moody took the lead across the station toward the Dursleys. Emily, George, and Fred followed slowly after the group, Hermione right behind them.
“Good afternoon,” said Mr. Weasley to Uncle Vernon. “You might remember me, my name’s Arthur Weasley,” he said pleasantly.
Emily watched as Harry’s uncle turned a deep shade of purple and glared at Mr. Weasley. Harry’s aunt looked mildly embarrassed and kept glancing around. Harry’s cousin tried to be unseen, but failed miserably.
“We just thought we’d have a few words with you about Harry,” said a smiling Mr. Weasley.
“Yeah,” Moody growled. “About how he’s treated when he’s at your place.”
“I am not aware that it is any of your business what goes on in my house—” Vernon Dursley started saying, his mustache bristling.
“I expect what you’re not aware of would fill several books, Dursley,” Moody interrupted.
“Anyway, that’s not the point,” Tonks interjected. Her pink hair seemed to be offending Aunt Petunia, which made Emily stifle a giggle. “The point is, if we find out you’ve been horrible to Harry—”
“—and make no mistake, we’ll hear about it,” Remus added pleasantly.
“Yes, even if you won’t let Harry use the fellytone—”
“Telephone,” whispered Hermione.
“Yeah, if we get any hint that Potter’s been mistreated in any way, you’ll have us to answer to,” growled Moody.
“Are you threatening me, sir?” Vernon asked loudly.
“Yes, I am,” promised Moody pleasantly.
“And do I look like the kind of man who can be intimidated?” Vernon barked.
“Well,” Moody said as he pushed back his bowler hat, revealing his revolving magical eye. Harry’s uncle leapt backward in horror and collided with a luggage trolley. “Yes, I’d have to say you do, Dursley,” Moody finished.
Moody turned to Harry. “So, Potter, give us a shout if you need us. If we don’t hear from you for three days in a row, we’ll send someone along.” Harry’s aunt whimpered and Emily giggled again, causing George to grin at her.
“’Bye, then, Potter,” said Moody. He grasped Harry’s shoulder.
“Take care, Harry,” Remus said quietly. “Keep in touch.”
“Harry, we’ll have you away from there as soon as we can,” Mrs. Weasley promised, hugging him.
“We’ll see you soon, mate,” said Ron, shaking Harry’s hand.
“Really soon, Harry,” Hermione said. “We promise.” Harry nodded.
Emily made her way to him and hugged him tightly. She knew, and so did he, that they would be bonded for life for what they’ve lost. They both lost their parents, their family. All they had left that tied them to their families were each other and Remus. She knew what he was going through, and she never wished that upon anyone. It wasn’t a great feeling.
“I’ll come and visit you, Harry,” she promised. He nodded slowly. “If you need me, use the mirror my dad gave you. I have one and Ginny has one. If you need us, don’t hesitate to call. I’ll keep in touch,” she said as she let him go. He smiled swiftly at her and the others, waved his hand in farewell, and led the way out of the station with his aunt, uncle, and cousin right on his tail.
George grabbed her hand and kissed her cheek. “So, have you picked a date yet?” Ginny asked brightly. George and Emily chuckled.
“Why don’t we go to the Burrow for dinner everyone?” Mrs. Weasley asked the group. “Everybody is invited,” she said. Everybody agreed and went back to the Burrow. Remus and Tonks Apparated the Grangers there, telling them they’d bring them back to their car afterwards. Fred took Hermione. George took Emily while Mr. Weasley took Ron and Mrs. Weasley Apparated with Ginny.
Moody and, after getting the word out, McGonagall, Dumbledore, and Kingsley met them there. They all ate in merriment as they talked about the wedding that was to come soon.
*Disclaimer: A lot of the quotes from the station are from the book. They belong to the one and only JK Rowling, not me and I do not have any intentions of claiming them as my own.
Okie dokie, tell me watchya think
Hello Emily Wonderful post! You put everything together very nicely.
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“Fine,” Emily lied.
Isn't it funny how the most tiny innocent question is what is most often hugely lied about? Nobody expects you to say the truth. Although in Hermione's case I'm sure she wasn't specifically thinking about Sirius dying. She just missed her friend and wanted to know how she was sense she didn't see her everyday to see the answer for herself.
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And they were all happy. Well, all but two.... Emily ... still felt a twang of guilt for her happiness. ... The other not completely happy person—Harry.
Forgive me for chopping up your sentences, but I just want to say how you did so good setting them both in happy settings and the both of them feeling the same. Unhappy but putting on a brave front for everyone elses sakes. I mean, I'm sure Emily had happiness about her engagement, and Harry had happiness for them also, but, they weren't exuberant like everybody else.
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“Why don’t we go to the Burrow for dinner everyone?” Mrs. Weasley asked the group. “Everybody is invited,” she said. Everybody agreed and went back to the Burrow. Remus and Tonks Apparated the Grangers there, telling them they’d bring them back to their car afterwards. Fred took Hermione. George took Emily while Mr. Weasley took Ron and Mrs. Weasley Apparated with Ginny.
I loved it that they took the Grangers too! That was brilliant! I always felt so badly for them for having to miss out so much in their daughters life. Hermione did spend a lot of time away from home, during school, and the end of term. I just think it was great of you to include them in the celebration. And after being at the Weasley's house, I'm sure they were much more at ease with Hermione spending so much time with them.
Great post Emily. I'll be watching for my e-mail notification for your next post.
Wonderful post! You put everything together very nicely.
Thank you, Connie
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Isn't it funny how the most tiny innocent question is what is most often hugely lied about? Nobody expects you to say the truth.
Haha, I know! I lie to this question all the time...
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Forgive me for chopping up your sentences, but I just want to say how you did so good setting them both in happy settings and the both of them feeling the same.
Thanks, Connie I was hoping I did it right.
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I loved it that they took the Grangers too! That was brilliant! I always felt so badly for them for having to miss out so much in their daughters life. Hermione did spend a lot of time away from home, during school, and the end of term. I just think it was great of you to include them in the celebration.
I know! They never get included to go anywhere, so I decided to make sure they were invited.
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Great post Emily. I'll be watching for my e-mail notification for your next post.
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“What are they supposed to be?” Ron asked, pointing at the twins’ new dragon skin jackets. Emily couldn’t help but giggle at his facial expression.
“Finest dragon skin, little bro,” said Fred. “Business is booming and we thought we’d treat ourselves.”
The twins' are too funny
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“What,” Ginny gasped loudly, “is that?” She grabbed Emily’s hand as everyone looked round at them. George came up behind Emily and wrapped his arms around her waist, his chin on her shoulder.
“Well, Gin, we were getting to that,” he smiled. Emily chuckled nervously.
“We’re getting married!” they announced together.
I'm am still soooo excited about the wedding. I can't wait !
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The other not completely happy person—Harry.
I wonder whats up with Harry? Why isn't he happy?
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“Yes, even if you won’t let Harry use the fellytone—”
“Telephone,” whispered Hermione.
I couldn't stop laughing!
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“And do I look like the kind of man who can be intimidated?” Vernon barked.
“Well,” Moody said as he pushed back his bowler hat, revealing his revolving magical eye.“Yes, I’d have to say you do, Dursley,” Moody finished.
Moody cracked me up the whole way through that conversation!
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Okie dokie, tell me watchya think
Great chapter Emily. I'm glad things are a little better for Emily.
I'm am still soooo excited about the wedding. I can't wait !
Haha, I'm glad. Me too
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I wonder whats up with Harry? Why isn't he happy?
Well, his Godfather just died... And I think he's kind of blaming himself for that one. Not to mention that he's already lost his parents, and then he finally feels like he has a father figure and he's ripped away from him too..
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I couldn't stop laughing!
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Moody cracked me up the whole way through that conversation!
Haha, I know I love that bit! They're all from the book Jo is incredible and brilliant
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Great chapter Emily. I'm glad things are a little better for Emily.
Sorry for the double post, but I wanted to make it official!
THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL!
The sequel, as of right now, is called Wishing Upon a Star, but it might change... It will not be ANYWHERE near as long as Meet You Under the Moon. And I will post it after I've finished this fic for you, because I don't want to spoil anything
The sequel, as of right now, is called Wishing Upon a Star, but it might change... It will not be ANYWHERE near as long as Meet You Under the Moon. And I will post it after I've finished this fic for you, because I don't want to spoil anything
I like it already!
DO NOT CHANGE THE TITLE!
Not as long?
IS IT LONGER!?
I it, Ems!
I can't wait till the wedding!
Well, I can't wait to see the dresses!
It's the same thing really!
Can't I have a sneaky peek? PLEASE! ILY
Abi... ♥
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Sorry for the double post, but I wanted to make it official!
THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL!
The sequel, as of right now, is called Wishing Upon a Star, but it might change... It will not be ANYWHERE near as long as Meet You Under the Moon. And I will post it after I've finished this fic for you, because I don't want to spoil anything
Wooohooo I acctually squealed when i read this! I'm super excited
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Meet You Under The Moon - Sa16+ 
No, just teasing. I'm happy to give praise where praise is due. You've written a very good chapter, and I'll be watching for your next.
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It had to happen though...
