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Never Leaving You

September 10th, 2007 (09:01 pm)

Title: Never Leaving You
Pairing: Fred/George
Rating: N-17
Summary: Poor Fred and George. Ron knows their secret, and has one or two misconceptions to deal with.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to everyone dammit! *pouts* but if it makes JK and WB feel better, I am still as broke today as I was since I first started this crazy perversion *loony grin*

Earlier Parts
Part One
Part Two


George cried that night.

Hunched up, snivelling into his pillow, he wondered where things had gone so spectacularly wrong. So shortly ago, life had seemed so wonderful.

He had Fred. And that was all George had ever truly wanted.

And now, a mere two days after winning him, stupid, bloody, fucking Ron was going to take it all away.

George unsuccessfully stifled another sob.

George heard movement from across the dorm, and a moment later he heard the curtains of his four-poster being drawn back. George lifted the blankets invitingly, shivering slightly as the cool night air, as the bed dipped with Fred’s weight. George sighed as a warm body slithered towards him under the covers and pulled him close into a tangle of limbs, and warmth, and love.

“It’ll all work out, George. We’ll sort this out.”

George nodded, smiling weakly as he felt Fred rub his ankle suggestively along George’s calf. “The others…” George whispered, gesturing vaguely around the dorm.

“Don’t care.” Fred whispered, kissing George’s neck. George tensed as an insistent tongue pressed against his pulse point.

“Don’t want them to hear…” he moaned as quietly as he could, pulling that wonderful mouth away and looking at Fred beseechingly in the dark. Two mischievous glints were the only parts of Fred’s face he could make out in the pitch black of night, but a moment later George felt a whoosh of magic and he knew Fred had cast a silencing charm around the four-poster.

“Far too late at night to be doing tricky magic like that.” Fred grumbled at a normal volume now. George smiled sleepily at him in the darkness.

“It wont be so tricky once we’ve practised it a few times.” George promised, nipping at Fred’s earlobe. Fred ran a hand down George’s pyjama-clad back, slipping it underneath the fabric and then tugging it over George’s head in one swift motion.

A few times, eh? So you think we’ll be doing this often, then?” Fred asked with an attempt at being casually cheeky. He knew he’d failed when George went uncannily still and seized his wrists.

“What do you mean?” George asked, his voice paralysed with terror. If Fred meant what George thought he meant…

Fred whispered a comforting ‘shh’ and planted a reassuring kiss on George’s lips.

“Relax love. I just meant… I mean, with Ron and all… you’re not getting second thoughts?” Fred’s voice cracked a little at the end, and he coughed gruffly to make up for it.

George softened instantly as he realised Fred’s feelings mirrored his own. “Never. Never leaving you.” George promised, a lump rising in his throat as he realised that just two days ago, Fred had said the exact same words to him. George leant in to kiss Fred deeper, trying to show Fred through his kiss how much their love meant.

“Wouldn’t let you leave. Never leaving you either.” Fred murmured between kisses. “Ron can say and do whatever the fuck he wants. But you’re staying with me.” Fred growled and seized George roughly around the waist, pushing him down onto the bed with his weight. George moaned loudly at the almost primal action.

“Fred…” he panted, only just realising how very aroused he was. George snaked a hand between their heated bodies in search of a familiar reaction from Fred and groaned in satisfaction when his fingers brushed over the warm bulge in Fred’s night time boxers.

“That’s it…” Fred hissed, bucking his hips encouragingly. George fished around for the slit in the boxers and triumphantly withdrew Fred’s hard length. He stroked it, smiling to himself when Fred moaned or swore in response, caressing it softly with his palm and running gentle fingertips along the head until Fred pulled his hands away and pinned them above his head.

“Being.” Fred snarled, sinking his teeth into George’s nipple, “Such.” Nip “A little tease.” bite “tonight, Georgie.” Fred clamped his lips around Georges nipple and sucked so hard George wondered through his haze of lust whether the sensitive, pebbled flesh would tear clean away.

“Fuck me.” George snarled back in equal measure, entwining his fingers in ginger locks and yanking the assaulting mouth away from his breast. George swore he could hear Fred smirk in the darkness.

“Wish I could, brother dear. But it would seem to me we haven’t any lube left, thanks to today’s bathroom activities.”

George swore, releasing the handful of hair in defeat. “Fuck me without lube.” He tried hopefully, ignoring the way his arse clenched in horror at the idea.

Fred snorted. “Certainly not. I have far too many plans for that pretty arse of yours to go and damage it so soon.” Fred smirked again as he envisioned how George was probably pouting right now. “Now now, Georgie, I’m sure we can find something to entertain ourselves.”

George could feel himself starting to grin in spite of himself. “Like what?” he asked in both mock-churlishness and curiosity.

Fred grinned and sneaked a hand between George’s thighs. “How does this grab you?” he asked casually as he started to play with Georges balls.

“Oh yes, grab me!” George moaned, his eyes rolling back. Fred rolled his eyes too, though for an entirely different reason.

That was possibly the worst joke you’ve ever made.” Fred chastised, moving his hand up to massage the swelling shaft. “We must work on your diction, brother dear.”

George made a weird noise between a snort and a groan. “You can work on my diction any day-” George was cut off by Fred pressing his lips firmly against Georges mouth.

“Idiot.” He said fondly, speeding the pumping of Georges cock. George nodded in helpless agreement as his hips rose to meet Fred’s hand with every downward stroke, the pleasure increasing at a ridiculously fast rate. George’s hips began to shake as his orgasm accelerated through his balls and he cried out in helpless abandon as the pearly liquid shot from his cock, invisible in the darkness of the night.

As the final waves of pleasure settled, George felt Fred moving against his body, rubbing his own cock into George’s thigh. George felt a tiny thrill shiver through him at the notion that he was being made a surface for Fred to frot against. Even through the post-coital drain, George couldn’t help moaning a little as Fred’s slow, powerful grinds switched to ungainly little thrusts and finally, the stiff tension as Fred found his own release. George sighed low as he felt Fred’s come smear against his leg, just before Fred himself collapsed on top of him and lay, breathing heavily onto Georges neck. They lay in silence for a few moments before Fred shifted uncomfortably.

“Can you stay?” George couldn’t quite keep the plea out of his voice.

Fred rolled off Georges body and wrapped his arm protectively around his twin. “Yeah, I’ll stay.” He promised.

George snuggled back into the comforting grip and for one moment, he was able to forget thoughts about Ron and secrets and shame- George couldn’t even contemplate thinking about anything besides the warm embrace of the one he loved.

The one he was never going to let go.


Dear Mum.

How are you? How is Dad? How are the chickens?
Listen, I know this is going to upset you, so maybe you ought to sit down or something.

Two nights ago, I caught Fred and George having sex in the common room.

And I reckon they’re doing the same thing to Ginny.

Lots of love

Ron re-read his latest attempt at a letter and snorted disgustedly. He didn’t need Hermione’s critique to tell him that the letter was shit.

Sighing, he crumpled up his fourth piece of wasted parchment and tossed it into the fire. Short and sweet hadn’t worked. But the long, detailed description (which oddly enough had made Ron rather too flustered for his liking) wouldn’t do either.

It was useless, Ron concluded, throwing his quill into the flames in frustration. How the hell are you meant to tell a mother that their children are having sex?

with each other???


“What? Do I have something on my nose?” Ginny put down her fork and went slightly cross eyed as she rubbed at her face. Ron smiled sadly at the unintended childish innocence of her gesture. He continued to stare at his little sister as he picked miserably at his food.

“That’d be the Sinusinbingers.” Luna Lovegood patted Ginny sympathetically as she made her way past to the Ravenclaw table. “Make the face itch something nasty, they do. Also have been suspected to cause a loss in appetite.” She told Ron seriously, indicating his untouched meal. “You’d best eat something Ronald. They’ll know they’ve gotten to you otherwise.” She concluded in a whisper, before skipping away down the hall.

Ginny snorted as she watched her go. “Sweet girl. Bit mad.” She commented airily. “Sinin-whatsits… I ask you…”

“Ginny.” Ron interrupted suddenly, leaning across and taking her warm little hand in both of his. Her eyebrows shot into her hair and as she looked up and made eye contact, Ron released her hand as though it had burned him. Ginny leaned forwards, looking concerned, and Ron got a powerful waft of that flowery moisturising cream. He inhaled deeply before continuing.

“I need to talk to you. It’s… important.” Ron blurted, his head spinning. What. The. Fuck. Are. You. Doing??? his inner monologue hissed, but he ignored all vestiges of common sense and hauled himself up from the dinner table, dragging his little sister by the hand as he left.

“Ron! Ron, couldn’t this have waited…” Ginny frowned as Ron bypassed the marble staircase. “Ron, where are we going?” She demanded, pulling back on his hand.

Ron stopped right outside a broom closet. “Get in.” he said simply.

“What? Have you lost your marbles?” Ginny tossed her hair indignantly and attempted to catch her breath. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly as she maintained her breathing, and Ron was suddenly caught off guard with an image of that chest heaving with effort and pleasure as Fred and George…

“Get in!” he snapped, all but throwing Ginny bodily into the tiny, dimly lit room.

“For God’s sake…” Ginny grumbled, perching herself on an upturned bucket as Ron closed the door behind them.

“Ginny.” Ron began, not looking at her, his heart beating madly in his chest. GOD, why was this so much harder than confronting Fred and George? “I… I know what’s going on.”

“That’s a switch.” Ginny countered, looking a cross between bored and mighty pissed off.

Ron took a shuddering breath and sat opposite her, so close in the tiny closet, their knees touched. “With Fred and George.” He continued. “I know what they’re doing… what they’re doing to you.”

Ginny blinked blankly and frowned in confusion. “Well, bully for you, because I sure don’t. What the hell are they doing this time?” Ginny asked seriously. If this was another line of Weasley’s bloody Wizard Wheezes…

“I know they’re having sex with you.” Ron blurted before he could help himself.

Ginny’s face went very still, a mask of complete and utter shock.

“Ew.” She said simply, her face not moving.

“Ginny…” Ron started cautiously, but Ginny flapped her hands to shush him.

“No, I mean really… ew, Ron! That’s… that… oh god, that’s just disgusting!” Ginny almost subconsciously wiped her hands down the front of her shirt. Ron felt his gaze linger a little longer than was strictly necessary and bought his face back up to look at her.

“So… wait, hang on, are you or aren’t you?” Ron asked, genuinely confused now. Ginny’s mouth hung open for a moment before she pulled herself swiftly to her feet.

“Ron.” She said bluntly. “I’m going to pretend this never happened, and you are going to see Madam Pomfrey. You’re not eating, Harry says your not sleeping, and now this? I’m worried about you.” She added more gently as she cupped his face in her small, white hand. Ron leant into the touch, but the next moment, it was gone, leaving Ron alone in a broom closet, his mind spinning and his stomach fluttering.


“Fred? George? Are you… decent?”

Fred and George looked at each other from where they were on the bed, quite innocently cuddling as they read each others potions essays.

“Yeah, we’re fine.” Fred answered wearily. Ron pushed open the door and reeled back in horror.

“I thought you said you were decent!” Ron hissed, slamming the door and gesturing accusingly at their bodies lying side by side. Fred rolled his eyes, but obligingly moved his hand from George’s leg.

“We’re just lying here, Ron. No harm in that, is there?”

“Yes, there bloody well is!” Ron snapped, putting his hands on his hips impatiently. Honestly, couldn’t they at least PRETEND to be ashamed about it? But no, there they were, bold as brass, lying side by side, like a proper couple in their marital bed.

Ron rubbed his eyes tiredly. “I spoke to Ginny today…”

“You didn’t tell her?” George sat bolt upright in alarm, sending a delicately balanced ink bottle flying.

“No! I asked if you were having sex with her, you idiot!”

“Why the hell would you ask that?” Fred asked blankly. Ron turned bright red and glared fiercely.

“Because I thought… never mind what I thought! I’m just glad you’re not.” Ron sighed, and as the relief coursed through his veins, he realised how glad he was that his little sister was not currently involved in a ménages à trois with Fred and George. “The point is… this whole thing is completely messed up. You have to stop.”

Fred and George looked at each other in unspoken understanding, like they’d known this moment was coming and knew what had to be done. Fred sat up beside George and, ignoring Ron’s glare, put his arm firmly around his twin. “We can’t.” he said simply.

“You have to.” Ron repeated, a little more gently, but none the less unable to keep a note of frustration out of his voice. “I know you’re feeling…”

You,” George ground out forcefully “have no idea how we’re feeling. What we’re feeling. You don’t understand, Ron. This isn’t just sex, this is…”

“It’s incest.” Ron said bluntly, as though that taboo word said it all.

Fred pursed his lips and nodded curtly. “Yes. It is.”

Fred and George watched challengingly as Ron’s eyes went wide with shock. “And… and you two are okay with that?” he asked incredulously, eyes darting between the two of them.

George bit his lip and took Fred’s hand. His heart swelled as it always did these past two days when he spoke the truth he had kept hidden for so long.

“When you realise you love someone… that you’ve always loved someone.” George tried to explain, leaning close to Fred as he said it. “There’s only one thing that seems more impossible than allowing yourself to have them.”

Fred inclined his forehead and rested it on George’s temple, fighting back the prickling in the corners of his eyes at George’s heartfelt words. Ron watched with awe, feeling both the sincerity of Georges statement and also the sincerity of the love in the air.

“What’s that?” he whispered, not looking away as though hypnotised.

“Allowing anyone else to take them from you.” Fred finished for his brother, reopening his eyes and bringing George’s hand to his lips for a kiss. The tenderness of the act caused an involuntary lump to rise in Ron’s throat. The twins turned to look at him in unison, their eyes bright with emotion.

“So you see, Ron.” George said, his voice thick and gravely with passion, “You can tell Ginny. Or Mum. Or the whole damn castle, if you really want, but it wont cause anything but hurt, because we’re still going to be together. Nobody, not you, not our friends and family, not You-Know-Who himself is going to keep us apart.”

Fred patted George soothingly on the back as his voice rose and breathing became heavier. Ron stood rooted to the spot, caught between his fading disgust and awe at how the two seemed so… natural around each other. There was a deeper love and connection here than Ron could have ever comprehended.

It had always been there, even as little boys, Ron realised. The way they finished each other’s sentences, the way they never liked to be without one another, the way each seemed to know what the other was thinking at any time of day. These two had a natural connection.

“You really love each other, don’t you?” Ron whispered, daring to step closer.

Fred and George looked up, their eyes softening as they realised they were on their way to making their little brother understand.

“Yes.” Fred smiled, pulling George into an embrace and sighing contentedly. “We do.”


I know they’re having sex with you …

Ginny shuddered again as she re-lived the conversation with Ron in the broom closet. What had gotten him to say such a thing, Ginny didn’t understand for the life of her, but she was going to find out.

Barely pausing to say hello to various Gryffindors scattered among the common room, Ginny stomped up the stairs to the boys dormitory ready to give Fred and George a piece of her mind. No doubt it was through some stupid joke or other that Ron was under some mad delusion that she and the twins were… ugh, don’t go there, girl Ginny shuddered again as a disturbingly graphic mental image sprang forth.

After the endless climb up the spiral staircase, Ginny stood outside Fred and Georges door, ready to knock when the sound of her own name made her freeze with her hand in mid air.

“…spoke to Ginny today.”

Ginny stepped back in surprise. That was Ron’s voice.

“I asked if you were having sex with her you idiot!”

“Why the hell would you ask that?”

Good question. Ginny rolled her eyes as she heard Ron splutter “Because I thought… never mind what I thought!” Ginny leaned closer to the door. “I’m just glad you’re not” she heard Ron sigh.

That makes two of us, she thought wryly. The voices in the room dropped again, and Ginny struggled to listen.

“You don’t understand, Ron… this isn’t just sex, it’s…”

“It’s incest.”

Ginny froze outside Fred and Georges door, heart beating a tattoo against her chest. Why wasn’t anyone saying anything? She leaned up right against the door, pressing her ear against it, praying for Fred or George or SOMEONE to deny the filthy accusation, to scream and shout and say Ron was crazy and deluded…

“Yes.” she heard Fred say. “It is.”

Next Part


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Posted by: pepper (jean_c_pepper)
Posted at: March 25th, 2008 01:12 pm (UTC)

Another fantastic chapter. I can't wait to see where you go with this.

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 25th, 2008 01:52 pm (UTC)

Eee! Thank you! I had no idea people were going to actually want me to keep going, but I'm kind of addicted now, so even if the entire LJ community begs me to stop posting I SHANT *cackles madly*

ahh. Sorry. You were just on the receiving end of a sugar high.


Posted by: pepper (jean_c_pepper)
Posted at: March 25th, 2008 02:29 pm (UTC)

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 06:13 am (UTC)

Posted by: savagewoman (savagewoman)
Posted at: March 25th, 2008 02:31 pm (UTC)

Girl, you are on a roll! Awesome! I guess you're pretty much going to fuck with the heads of every single member of the Weasley family? :D

Aww, I love it when they are cuddly :) Thanks for purty mental images!
(Question, though: can I friend you? I so enjoy your writing :))

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 06:16 am (UTC)

I have, at some point, fucked with every single weasley (George, Percy and Charlie in my other series which I intend to post after this one)

of course you may friend me! Always happy to make new friends lol

thank you for reading ^-^

Posted by: hope_to_last (hope_to_last)
Posted at: March 25th, 2008 02:32 pm (UTC)

This goes more weird with every chapter, but it's lovely! Can't wait to read more :D

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 06:17 am (UTC)

It's weasleycest! It cannnot BE weasley without teh weird! lol
thank youz!

Posted by: Is that why you're calling yourself 'Greg'? (gregoria44)
Posted at: March 25th, 2008 04:25 pm (UTC)

Another highly readable installment!

Looking forward to the next.

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 06:17 am (UTC)

thank you so very much ^_^ the next shall be comming soon

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Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 06:19 am (UTC)

Haha I think Ron's just going to pass the flowery smell off as a trick of the mind. The lube has been used up and shall be no more lol

but yes, only weasleys are good enough for weasleys

Posted by: coldlikedeath (coldlikedeath)
Posted at: March 25th, 2008 07:22 pm (UTC)

MORE! NOW! *cackles*... oh. Sorry. Yes, I want more but I also want food. *goes to look for some*

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 06:20 am (UTC)

Hmm.... I now want food *munches on biscuit*

Posted by: hogwartsgirl007 (hogwartsgirl007)
Posted at: March 25th, 2008 07:28 pm (UTC)
high speed net

(molly's reply to ron's letter)

Hello Ron,

i am doing well but i miss you. your father is still tinkering with teh muggle things. the chickens are fine. i am sitting down...


Ron, this is your father. i am coming to get you. stay away from the boys. lock Ginny away using any means possible.

(end letter)

OMG! what is going to hapen? Hermione and Harry are going to find the letters tossed away arnt they? no *WAIT* it will fall out in potions class and Snape will find it LMFAO.

hehehe for pranksters, they sure forget scilencing charms alot.

i kind of love Ron because he is protecing his little sister. and he is trying to tell the boys to stop but still...... awwww.

hehehe i think the next person to walk in on the twins will be Harry

Fred ang George *gettin it on*
Harry *Hello boys*
F&G *... Harry! We were just...*
Harry *i had sex with Ginny. your not mad are you?*
F&G *NO No! we approve! well have a nice day*
Harry *Bye*

i love you. please dont stop writing this story.


Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 06:23 am (UTC)

BAHAHAHHA *dies laughing*

Hmmm thats not a bad shower scene. Mind if I improve upon it?

Fred and George: *Gettin it on*
Harry: Hello boys!
George: Harry!
Fred: We were just...
Harry: Can I join?
Harry/F&G: *gettin it on*



Posted by: hogwartsgirl007 (hogwartsgirl007)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 10:41 am (UTC)

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 12:36 pm (UTC)

Posted by: hogwartsgirl007 (hogwartsgirl007)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 01:34 pm (UTC)

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 01:37 pm (UTC)

Posted by: 1taintedsoul (1taintedsoul)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 12:07 am (UTC)
jop blackwhite

Wow another great chapter!
Can't wait to see where you go with this.

Have you thought about joining twinspiration? They'd love this.

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 06:27 am (UTC)

*joins twinspiration*

Wicked cool, thanks ^_^

Posted by: magpie to the morning (edge_is_strong)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 12:21 am (UTC)

omg i hate you so much for leaving that. i was relieved that ron was coming around and now... more complications. but the way you portray them is so perfect, they are sarcastic and funny around each other but also so inseperable. thanks!

Posted by: magpie to the morning (edge_is_strong)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 12:22 am (UTC)

*for leaving it like that.

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 06:27 am (UTC)

Posted by: magpie to the morning (edge_is_strong)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 04:03 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Mistress of Bacon (confusinated)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 02:32 am (UTC)
i love it!

what is ginny going to do?
for some reason i see her telling Hermione.

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 06:29 am (UTC)
Re: i love it!

Hmm not where I was planning to go with it, but thats not a bad idea *swipes idea to maybe use later* lol

Posted by: i love you in the morning (saiilorsong)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 05:13 am (UTC)

oh yay, ron understandsss.
its so cute!
but now ginny?! oh noooo, for some reason i think ginny might cause more harmm.
i love it! and i can't wait for the next part.

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 06:30 am (UTC)

Yeh, I decided Ronnikins was getting too much hate ^_^
thank you ^_^

Posted by: Sal (feanix)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 08:42 am (UTC)


Well done! Knew there had to be another one :)

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 26th, 2008 08:45 am (UTC)

haha thank you!
Yes, I will make it clear when I intend to end this (what has now apparantly become) series

Posted by: Me (hpuckle)
Posted at: March 27th, 2008 01:17 pm (UTC)
FG | Touching

I love the tenderness and closeness that you always show between the twins, and I'm glad that you didn't make Ron awful and gave him just the right amout of not understanding because I know you're not a big fan of him, but I love him.

Looking forwards to seeing what Ginny's reaction will be!


Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 31st, 2008 11:20 pm (UTC)

Yay, thank you. Yeah, I don't like Ron terribly much, I reckon he can be a bit of a tosser... but he has a lot of fans, so I didn't want to just make him 'ruiner of the slashlove'

basically, what I get from cannon Ron is that he's very quick to judge, and his opinions/morals don't bend easily, but his friends and family are too important to him to lose.

Thats what I was aiming for anyway.

Posted by: YOUNG MAN, THERE'S NO NEED TO FEEL (la_dissonance)
Posted at: March 29th, 2008 07:16 pm (UTC)

Awww...that was sweet (twoo wuv!) ...and hot...and now Ginny, too?? Good thing they don't have any *other* youger siblings or else this could last forever! There had better be another part on the way, I'm too hooked now!

Posted by: k8 matty (k8matty)
Posted at: March 31st, 2008 11:02 pm (UTC)

yes, there is another part, but it is still in progress, since the Great Laptop Explosion of Last Thursday.

thank you!

Posted by: YOUNG MAN, THERE'S NO NEED TO FEEL (la_dissonance)
Posted at: April 1st, 2008 01:35 am (UTC)

Posted by: Wickedlady (wickedlady101)
Posted at: April 3rd, 2008 05:57 am (UTC)

More please....

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