diff options
Diffstat (limited to 'tex/SavingConnor.tex')
| -rw-r--r-- | tex/SavingConnor.tex | 465 |
1 files changed, 265 insertions, 200 deletions
diff --git a/tex/SavingConnor.tex b/tex/SavingConnor.tex index 4705c92..cbf6907 100644 --- a/tex/SavingConnor.tex +++ b/tex/SavingConnor.tex @@ -1,25 +1,14 @@ -\documentclass[10pt]{article} +\documentclass[10pt,oneside]{book} \usepackage[utf8x]{inputenc} \usepackage[english]{babel} -\usepackage{fancyhdr} %%%%% -% Make 0.75'' margins on all sides -\usepackage[top=0.75in,bottom=0.75in,left=0.75in,right=0.75in]{geometry} -% Margin adjustments -\setlength{\headsep}{10pt} -\renewcommand{\footrulewidth}{0.4pt}% default is 0pt -% Header Info -\fancyhead[C]{} -\fancyhead[L]{Saving Connor} -\fancyhead[R]{Page \thepage} -\fancyfoot[L]{Created \today} -\fancyfoot[C]{Fanfiction.net} -\fancyfoot[R]{Written by Lightning On The Wave} %opening \title{Saving Connor} \author{Lightning on the Wave} %%%%% \begin{document} +\maketitle +\tableofcontents % \textbf{Story:} Saving Connor\\ % \textbf{Storylink:} \url{https://www.fanfiction.net/s/2580283/1/}\\ @@ -31,192 +20,180 @@ % \textbf{Words:} 81263\\ % \textbf{Content:} Chapter 1 to 22 of 22 chapters -\section{Brother's Keeper}\label{chapter-1-chapter-1} +\chapter{Brother's Keeper}\label{chapter-1-chapter-1} ``What are your vows, Harry?'' -Harry knew what they were, even though he was only five. He whispered -them as his mother held him over his brother's bed, and his mother said -them with him, murmured hypnotic words that Harry had heard his whole -life. +Harry knew what they were, even though he was only five. He whispered them as +his mother held him over his brother's bed, and his mother said them with him, +murmured hypnotic words that Harry had heard his whole life. ``To keep Connor safe. To always protect him. To insure that he lives as -untroubled a life as he can, until he has to face Lord Voldemort -again.'' There was the pause for breath that his mother always took, as -though she were frightened. Harry waited until she started speaking -again, and then joined his voice to hers. ``To be his brother and his -friend and his guardian. To love him. To never compete with him, never -show him up, and never let anyone else know that I'm so close to him. To -be ordinary, so that he can be extraordinary.'' - -Harry remembered stumbling on that last word, back on his and his -brother's birthday, when his mother had first coached him into saying it -and not just listening to her say it. He'd never asked what it meant, -though. His parents thought he was smarter than he really was, -sometimes. But now he wanted to know, so he turned around as his mother -bore him towards the other bed and asked. +untroubled a life as he can, until he has to face Lord Voldemort again.'' +There was the pause for breath that his mother always took, as though she were +frightened. Harry waited until she started speaking again, and then joined his +voice to hers. ``To be his brother and his friend and his guardian. To love +him. To never compete with him, never show him up, and never let anyone else +know that I'm so close to him. To be ordinary, so that he can be +extraordinary.'' + +Harry remembered stumbling on that last word, back on his and his brother's +birthday, when his mother had first coached him into saying it and not just +listening to her say it. He'd never asked what it meant, though. His parents +thought he was smarter than he really was, sometimes. But now he wanted to +know, so he turned around as his mother bore him towards the other bed and +asked. ``Mum, what does extraordinary mean?'' -Lily Evans Potter hesitated for a long moment, looking down at Harry as -though she didn't know how to answer that. Then she smiled faintly, and -shook her head, and sat on the bed beside him. Harry wriggled under the -covers. He kept his eyes on her face, never taking them off. They both -had eyes the same extreme, bright green, while Connor and their father -James shared bright hazel eyes. Harry considered, in the secret box of -his thoughts where he put everything he couldn't say aloud, that he and -his mother had a special bond because they had the same eyes. He knew it -wasn't really true, of course, not when Connor was the Boy-Who-Lived, -but Harry liked to pretend, sometimes. - -Lily smoothed back his fringe from the scar on Harry's forehead, -absently. It was shaped like a lightning bolt. Harry knew how he'd -gotten the scar---from a bit of falling rock when Voldemort attacked, on -that horrible night he couldn't quite remember, when Lily and James had -been lured away from home by the idea that their twin sons had already -been kidnapped. Voldemort had stamped in, and shot the \emph{Avada -Kedavra} curse at Connor, and Connor had deflected it and destroyed him. -He had a cut shaped like a heart on his forehead, a curse scar. - -Thinking about that night, Harry realized he knew the meaning of -``extraordinary'' even before Lily whispered it to him. - -``It means---special, Harry. It means not ordinary. It means standing -out from the crowd.'' She hesitated again, as though she didn't know how -to speak the next words. - -``And I have to be ordinary, so that Connor can be special,'' said -Harry, nodding. He understood. His little brother would need help from -him. It wasn't an easy destiny, Lily had explained to him every day, -being the one expected to defeat Lord Voldemort from scratch. Voldemort -wasn't really gone, and would come back someday. Connor had to be ready -for that day, had to \emph{concentrate}, which was another word that -Harry had learned early. So Harry would help him \emph{concentrate} by -being ordinary. - -He didn't know just how that would work yet, but he would find out. -Whenever he looked over at Connor, he felt a fierce surge of love for -his little brother. Connor was special, and he was going to be special. -Harry would help him. - -When he glanced back at his mother, she was smiling at him, that secret -little smile that only the two of them shared. She nodded, whispered, -``Yes, Harry, that's it exactly,'' and kissed him before she stood and -walked out of the room. - -And Harry knew then, in a rush of joy, that their special bond wasn't -fake after all. His mum trusted him to take care of his little brother. -That was important. That was special. - -He turned and bowed in the direction of Connor's bed, a gesture he'd -learned about from an old story his godfather had told him the other -day. ``I'll protect you, Connor,'' he said. ``I'll be your knight, and -you can be king.'' +Lily Evans Potter hesitated for a long moment, looking down at Harry as though +she didn't know how to answer that. Then she smiled faintly, and shook her +head, and sat on the bed beside him. Harry wriggled under the covers. He kept +his eyes on her face, never taking them off. They both had eyes the same +extreme, bright green, while Connor and their father James shared bright hazel +eyes. Harry considered, in the secret box of his thoughts where he put +everything he couldn't say aloud, that he and his mother had a special bond +because they had the same eyes. He knew it wasn't really true, of course, not +when Connor was the Boy-Who-Lived, but Harry liked to pretend, sometimes. + +Lily smoothed back his fringe from the scar on Harry's forehead, absently. It +was shaped like a lightning bolt. Harry knew how he'd gotten the scar---from a +bit of falling rock when Voldemort attacked, on that horrible night he +couldn't quite remember, when Lily and James had been lured away from home by +the idea that their twin sons had already been kidnapped. Voldemort had +stamped in, and shot the \emph{Avada Kedavra} curse at Connor, and Connor had +deflected it and destroyed him. He had a cut shaped like a heart on his +forehead, a curse scar. Thinking about that night, Harry realized he knew the +meaning of ``extraordinary'' even before Lily whispered it to him. + +``It means---special, Harry. It means not ordinary. It means standing out from +the crowd.'' She hesitated again, as though she didn't know how to speak the +next words. + +``And I have to be ordinary, so that Connor can be special,'' said Harry, +nodding. He understood. His little brother would need help from him. It wasn't +an easy destiny, Lily had explained to him every day, being the one expected +to defeat Lord Voldemort from scratch. Voldemort wasn't really gone, and would +come back someday. Connor had to be ready for that day, had to +\emph{concentrate}, which was another word that Harry had learned early. So +Harry would help him \emph{concentrate} by being ordinary. + +He didn't know just how that would work yet, but he would find out. Whenever +he looked over at Connor, he felt a fierce surge of love for his little +brother. Connor was special, and he was going to be special. Harry would help +him. + +When he glanced back at his mother, she was smiling at him, that secret little +smile that only the two of them shared. She nodded, whispered, ``Yes, Harry, +that's it exactly,'' and kissed him before she stood and walked out of the +room. + +And Harry knew then, in a rush of joy, that their special bond wasn't fake +after all. His mum trusted him to take care of his little brother. That was +important. That was special. + +He turned and bowed in the direction of Connor's bed, a gesture he'd learned +about from an old story his godfather had told him the other day. ``I'll +protect you, Connor,'' he said. ``I'll be your knight, and you can be king.'' Connor sighed in his sleep. -Harry grinned, knowing he wouldn't wake up---Connor was too heavy a -sleeper for that---and closed his eyes. +Harry grinned, knowing he wouldn't wake up---Connor was too heavy a sleeper +for that---and closed his eyes. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + ``Good try, Harry! You almost caught the Snitch.'' -Harry grinned and landed lightly, stabbing his feet into the dirt so -that he wouldn't accidentally take off again. He loved to fly so much -that he was quite capable of shooting himself up to the sky without -meaning to. ``Thanks, Connor,'' he said, climbing off the broom and -nodding to his brother. ``I'll keep trying. I'm sure with you for a -coach, it won't take me long to get better.'' - -Connor, already off his own broom, bounced over and messed up Harry's -hair, not that it needed the help. ``You'll get better,'' he said. -``Next match.'' Then he tossed the fluttering Snitch into the air, ran -over to his broom, leaped on it, and started chasing the little golden -ball. - -Harry leaned back on the sun-warmed grass and watched. Connor was -already fifty feet off the ground, then sixty. Then he spiraled down in -a daring dive that just missed the Snitch and the grass both. He pulled -out of it, and Harry let out an anxious little breath. He'd showed his -brother how to do the dive himself, because Connor had to be a good -flyer, but he couldn't help the dread in his throat just in case -\emph{this} was the time that Connor crashed. - -A hand fell on his shoulder, and Harry rolled his head back, smiling -when he saw who it was. ``I didn't know you were here, Padfoot,'' he -said, and sat up to hug Sirius. His godfather hugged him back, -one-armed, and sat down beside him. His eyes were also on Connor. Firmly -convinced that that was the way it should be, Harry leaned against -Sirius and closed his eyes. +Harry grinned and landed lightly, stabbing his feet into the dirt so that he +wouldn't accidentally take off again. He loved to fly so much that he was +quite capable of shooting himself up to the sky without meaning to. ``Thanks, +Connor,'' he said, climbing off the broom and nodding to his brother. ``I'll +keep trying. I'm sure with you for a coach, it won't take me long to get +better.'' + +Connor, already off his own broom, bounced over and messed up Harry's hair, +not that it needed the help. ``You'll get better,'' he said. ``Next match.'' +Then he tossed the fluttering Snitch into the air, ran over to his broom, +leaped on it, and started chasing the little golden ball. + +Harry leaned back on the sun-warmed grass and watched. Connor was already +fifty feet off the ground, then sixty. Then he spiraled down in a daring dive +that just missed the Snitch and the grass both. He pulled out of it, and Harry +let out an anxious little breath. He'd showed his brother how to do the dive +himself, because Connor had to be a good flyer, but he couldn't help the dread +in his throat just in case \emph{this} was the time that Connor crashed. + +A hand fell on his shoulder, and Harry rolled his head back, smiling when he +saw who it was. ``I didn't know you were here, Padfoot,'' he said, and sat up +to hug Sirius. His godfather hugged him back, one-armed, and sat down beside +him. His eyes were also on Connor. Firmly convinced that that was the way it +should be, Harry leaned against Sirius and closed his eyes. ``James wanted to take your mother out somewhere private,'' said Sirius finally, and then leered at Harry. -``Sirius! Ew.'' Harry wrinkled up his nose. He didn't really want to -think about his parents having sex. Their eleventh birthday was -tomorrow, and they would receive their Hogwarts letters then. Harry knew -that his parents were probably feeling anxious about this last month -before they had to let Connor go out into the big wide wizarding world, -but he would just as soon not know what they were doing to settle their -nerves. +``Sirius! Ew.'' Harry wrinkled up his nose. He didn't really want to think +about his parents having sex. Their eleventh birthday was tomorrow, and they +would receive their Hogwarts letters then. Harry knew that his parents were +probably feeling anxious about this last month before they had to let Connor +go out into the big wide wizarding world, but he would just as soon not know +what they were doing to settle their nerves. Sirius messed up his hair in turn. Harry was resigned to it by now. -``Anyway,'' Sirius added, ``they wanted someone here to look after you. -Just in case.'' - -Harry stiffened and drew away. ``I look after Connor,'' he said. -``That's what I do.'' - -Sirius smiled gently at him. ``I know, Harry, but Connor's still a -child.'' He sighed and looked up as Connor missed the Snitch and flipped -his broomstick half upside-down to chase after it. ``And even though -Peter---'' he spat the name ``---is in Azkaban, there are other Death -Eaters who might be looking for a chance to harm him.'' - -Harry nodded. He knew all about the Death Eaters. His parents had given -him the names of the ones they knew for certain and had him study their -families and their powers, and practice a few essential spells until he -was almost good enough to stop Death Eaters. \emph{Almost}, Harry -repeated to himself. He wanted to think he was good enough, already, but -that was hard to say until he actually faced a Death Eater in battle. -Besides, he had to practice in secret. He was a little quicker than -Connor to pick up spells, sometimes, and he couldn't embarrass or show -up his brother. - -\emph{A little quicker, that's all,} he protested, and leaned back again -to watch Connor once again catch the madly fluttering Snitch. \emph{And -I'm a little quicker on the broom, too, but I always hold myself just -under his speed. He'll never know. And no one else ever will, either. -They'll all think he's the best.} - -That pleased Harry. Quite apart from giving Connor his place in the -sunshine---which was what he deserved, after being marked for death by -Voldemort---the extra advantages would come in handy someday. A Death -Eater who thought Harry was slow on a broom might underestimate him, and -then Harry would slam into him and take anyone trying to hurt his -brother down. - -``Merlin, Harry, you act like the weight of the world is on your -shoulders sometimes,'' said Sirius, breaking his reverie. ``Are you all -right?'' - -Harry hunched for a moment, then relaxed. He reminded himself that -Sirius, and Remus too, thought that he was just being earnest and -childish when he talked about protecting his brother. They didn't know -the truth, like his mum did. No one would know the truth. Harry would be -ordinary. - -``I'm fine,'' he said. ``And I'm not carrying the weight of the world on -my shoulders. That's for Connor.'' - -Sirius's face softened, and he once again watched Connor until he caught -the Snitch. ``He's going to have a rough road ahead of him,'' he agreed. - -\emph{Not as rough as it could be,} Harry promised himself, drawing his -knees up to his chin and putting his arms around them. \emph{I'll always -be at your right shoulder, Connor. I've got your back, and no one will -see me until they try to hurt you and I hurt them instead.} +``Anyway,'' Sirius added, ``they wanted someone here to look after you. Just +in case.'' + +Harry stiffened and drew away. ``I look after Connor,'' he said. ``That's what +I do.'' + +Sirius smiled gently at him. ``I know, Harry, but Connor's still a child.'' He +sighed and looked up as Connor missed the Snitch and flipped his broomstick +half upside-down to chase after it. ``And even though Peter---'' he spat the +name ``---is in Azkaban, there are other Death Eaters who might be looking for +a chance to harm him.'' + +Harry nodded. He knew all about the Death Eaters. His parents had given him +the names of the ones they knew for certain and had him study their families +and their powers, and practice a few essential spells until he was almost good +enough to stop Death Eaters. \emph{Almost}, Harry repeated to himself. He +wanted to think he was good enough, already, but that was hard to say until he +actually faced a Death Eater in battle. Besides, he had to practice in secret. +He was a little quicker than Connor to pick up spells, sometimes, and he +couldn't embarrass or show up his brother. + +\emph{A little quicker, that's all,} he protested, and leaned back again to +watch Connor once again catch the madly fluttering Snitch. \emph{And I'm a +little quicker on the broom, too, but I always hold myself just under his +speed. He'll never know. And no one else ever will, either. They'll all think +he's the best.} + +That pleased Harry. Quite apart from giving Connor his place in the sunshine +---which was what he deserved, after being marked for death by Voldemort---the +extra advantages would come in handy someday. A Death Eater who thought Harry +was slow on a broom might underestimate him, and then Harry would slam into +him and take anyone trying to hurt his brother down. + +``Merlin, Harry, you act like the weight of the world is on your shoulders +sometimes,'' said Sirius, breaking his reverie. ``Are you all right?'' + +Harry hunched for a moment, then relaxed. He reminded himself that Sirius, and +Remus too, thought that he was just being earnest and childish when he talked +about protecting his brother. They didn't know the truth, like his mum did. No +one would know the truth. Harry would be ordinary. + +``I'm fine,'' he said. ``And I'm not carrying the weight of the world on my +shoulders. That's for Connor.'' + +Sirius's face softened, and he once again watched Connor until he caught the +Snitch. ``He's going to have a rough road ahead of him,'' he agreed. + +\emph{Not as rough as it could be,} Harry promised himself, drawing his knees +up to his chin and putting his arms around them. \emph{I'll always be at your +right shoulder, Connor. I've got your back, and no one will see me until they +try to hurt you and I hurt them instead.} It was life. It was a way to be ordinary and yet ready to defend the Boy-Who-Lived. It was a way to make sure that Connor survived. @@ -225,7 +202,7 @@ Harry listened to his twin, destined for a life of hardship and pain, laugh, and couldn't imagine anything he wouldn't sacrifice to keep that laughter intact. -\section{Meetings, Cordial and Otherwise}\label{chapter-2-meetings-cordial-and-otherwise} +\chapter{Meetings, Cordial and Otherwise}\label{chapter-2-meetings-cordial-and-otherwise} ``Now, Connor, be good for your professors. Do you have Godric? Good. Keep him in his cage for right now, at least until you get to Hogwarts. @@ -234,7 +211,7 @@ I saw you take it out of your pocket. Put it back right now. He doesn't need that in his first year\ldots{}'' Harry trailed behind his parents as they escorted Connor towards -Platform 9 ¾, smiling as he listened. Normally his mother wasn't this +Platform $9 ^3/_4$, smiling as he listened. Normally his mother wasn't this fussy, but normally she had Connor right at home where she could keep an eye on him, or have Harry or Sirius or Remus keep an eye on him, and could pull her wand instantly if someone who might be a Death Eater @@ -461,6 +438,8 @@ Malfoy deserved an apology. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Draco rubbed his forehead as he walked. He'd got a headache in five seconds, being inside that compartment with such a powerful wizard. Potter's magic hummed and sang around him, and filled the air with a @@ -564,7 +543,7 @@ thing\ldots{}'' He left it at the end of a deliciously long pause. Draco smiled at the compartment door, which was now closed. ``There's going to be a Potter in Slytherin.'' -\section{Arguments With the Sorting Hat}\label{chapter-3-arguments-with-the-sorting-hat} +\chapter{Arguments With the Sorting Hat}\label{chapter-3-arguments-with-the-sorting-hat} Harry listened to the murmur of awe all around him as the first-years rode the boats across the lake towards Hogwarts. He was busy studying @@ -860,6 +839,8 @@ when they weren't in front of so many other people. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Draco wasn't stupid. He'd seen the blood come out of Harry's scar. He certainly hadn't missed the panicked expression on Harry's face when the Hat had announced him for Slytherin, or the way he had noticed his @@ -889,7 +870,7 @@ too.} \emph{I don't know exactly what's going to happen next, but it's going to be so much} fun. -\section{Detention With the Potions Master}\label{chapter-4-detention-with-the-potions-master} +\chapter{Detention With the Potions Master}\label{chapter-4-detention-with-the-potions-master} ``Wake up, Harry!'' @@ -949,6 +930,8 @@ the best of it. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + As it turned out, Friday came around before Harry saw his brother for more than a few minutes at a time, or closer than on the other side of a sea of uncomprehending faces. All the students were constantly on the @@ -1183,6 +1166,8 @@ that. It was for the highest purpose imaginable. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + A knock sounded on Snape's door at precisely eight-o'-clock. He looked up, checked the time, and raised his eyebrows. \emph{So the brat does have some semblance of good manners.} @@ -1316,7 +1301,7 @@ Snape snarled and stood up. \emph{If one Potter thinks to interfere for another, he should think again. I will not tolerate celebrity treatment of that brat in my classroom, even if his brother is the cause.} -\section{The Lion and the Serpent}\label{chapter-5-the-lion-and-the-serpent} +\chapter{The Lion and the Serpent}\label{chapter-5-the-lion-and-the-serpent} Harry hesitated for a long moment, and considered pulling open the silver-and-green hangings of the bed next to his, just to be sure that @@ -1599,6 +1584,8 @@ Harry could still see the smile when he reached the Great Hall. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Draco narrowed his eyes as he watched Harry come into the Great Hall and make a beeline for the Slytherin table. He was already feeling out of sorts, since he'd awakened to find Harry gone and Vince and Greg utterly @@ -1682,7 +1669,7 @@ himself.} Pleased with his own reasoning, Draco waited patiently for Harry to finish breakfast. -\section{Suspicious Eyes}\label{chapter-6-suspicious-eyes} +\chapter{Suspicious Eyes}\label{chapter-6-suspicious-eyes} ``Flying lessons!'' Connor declared as they walked outside. The sun blazed above them as if in approval of his grin, Harry thought, and he @@ -1927,6 +1914,8 @@ Connor and ridiculously happy Draco, went on. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Draco grabbed Harry's arm when he tried to leave the field with the Gryffindors. Harry turned and scowled at him. Draco knew that he hadn't earned his goodwill earlier, even if flying about with Neville's @@ -2109,7 +2098,7 @@ though Harry can hide forever. Talent is going to show itself, and if he isn't playing on the House team before the year's out, I'll eat five Galleons. No, ten. In front of Weasley.} -\section{Humility}\label{chapter-7-humility} +\chapter{Humility}\label{chapter-7-humility} ``\emph{Fumo!}'' @@ -2187,6 +2176,8 @@ would take. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Harry waited quietly outside the Great Hall that night until Professor Quirrell emerged, and then fell in behind him. He wished he had their father's Invisibility Cloak, but he was quite sure that Lily hadn't @@ -2279,6 +2270,8 @@ is.} \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Harry didn't get another chance to follow Professor Quirrell. Draco had taken to clinging to his side again. He always had some excuse. He had missed writing down the Potions homework that day. He wanted Harry to @@ -2315,6 +2308,8 @@ That did not please him. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + ``Come on, Harry! I'm hungry.'' ``Just a minute, Draco,'' Harry said absently, craning his neck. Ron and @@ -2358,6 +2353,8 @@ would work here, but he was prepared to try the same thing. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Draco was very quiet during the Halloween Feast. He ate, of course, but he mostly watched Harry. Harry was brooding, and despite the pleading glances that regularly came his way from the Gryffindor table, he @@ -2575,7 +2572,7 @@ And stupid. And risking his life where he doesn't need to, and then refusing to even take credit for it, which would be the only reason for such a thing. And he gave me a} headache. -\section{Dares and Dives}\label{chapter-8-dares-and-dives} +\chapter{Dares and Dives}\label{chapter-8-dares-and-dives} Harry smiled as Draco cast a stone into the lake and yelled for the Giant Squid to come up and attack him if it wasn't a coward. Draco would @@ -2917,6 +2914,8 @@ Hall. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Snape smiled after Harry, careful to make it a predatory smile and not one of sheerest exultation. This had been a good morning, far better than he might have expected when he heard the hated Potter's voice @@ -2958,7 +2957,7 @@ Harry had every chance of not being that person. But, Snape acknowledged as he stepped back into his office and shut the door, he was the best candidate Snape had seen yet. -\section{Sacrificial Unicorn}\label{chapter-9-sacrificial-unicorn} +\chapter{Sacrificial Unicorn}\label{chapter-9-sacrificial-unicorn} It had taken forever for the other boys to fall asleep. Harry had slept in the same room as Connor at home, and until now had never appreciated @@ -3359,7 +3358,7 @@ Harry hurried frantically towards the castle now. He could see no sign of Quirrell anywhere, and he had to get even better at wandless magic than he was by the time Saturday rolled around. -\section{Connor's Big Day}\label{chapter-10-connors-big-day} +\chapter{Connor's Big Day}\label{chapter-10-connors-big-day} ``Connor!'' @@ -3521,6 +3520,8 @@ hurt him now. I dare you.} \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + The whistle blew. The balls flew out of the circle at the center of the pitch. @@ -3764,6 +3765,8 @@ Harry smiled, closed his eyes, and let his weariness take him. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Snape stepped carefully away from all the festivity, lowering his wand. It appeared that the majority of the students were fine, and, in fact, had been more injured in the stampede from the stands than by anything @@ -3797,7 +3800,7 @@ refused to believe that he belonged in Snape's House. and quickened his steps, \emph{he fits in} so \emph{remarkably well. Will that not half-kill his father? Oh, I think it will.} -\section{Power United With Love}\label{chapter-11-power-united-with-love} +\chapter{Power United With Love}\label{chapter-11-power-united-with-love} ``You're quite sure that you don't want a sweet, Severus?'' @@ -4308,7 +4311,7 @@ mind, he did not worry overmuch about it. Halfway to the dungeons, he was horrified to realize that he was almost humming under his breath, and made himself stop it. -\section{Interlude: Correspondence}\label{chapter-12-interlude-correspondence} +\chapter{Interlude: Correspondence}\label{chapter-12-interlude-correspondence} \emph{September 1st, 1991} @@ -4342,6 +4345,8 @@ Your loving son, \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{September 2nd, 1991} Dear Father: @@ -4386,6 +4391,8 @@ Your obedient son, \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{September 6th, 1991} Dear Father: @@ -4432,6 +4439,8 @@ Your elegant son, \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{September 12th, 1991} Dearest Father: @@ -4478,6 +4487,8 @@ Your graceful son, \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{October 1st, 1991} Dearest Father: @@ -4497,6 +4508,8 @@ Your grateful son, \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{October 7th, 1991} Dear Father: @@ -4550,6 +4563,8 @@ Your refined son, \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{October 12th, 1991} Dear Father: @@ -4577,6 +4592,8 @@ Your calm son, \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{November 1st, 1991} Dear Father: @@ -4627,6 +4644,8 @@ Your angry, but rightfully so, son, \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{November 2nd, 1991} Dear Father: @@ -4651,6 +4670,8 @@ Your excited son, \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{November 10th, 1991} Father: @@ -4684,6 +4705,8 @@ Your expectant son, \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{November 11th, 1991} Dear my son: @@ -4696,7 +4719,7 @@ Yours in Merlin's name, \emph{Lucius Malfoy.} -\section{Three Uncomfortable Conversations}\label{chapter-13-three-uncomfortable-conversations} +\chapter{Three Uncomfortable Conversations}\label{chapter-13-three-uncomfortable-conversations} Harry put a hand to his head and sagged against the wall. He'd thought it was ridiculous for Madam Pomfrey to insist that he stay in the @@ -4870,6 +4893,8 @@ had been weak. He would have to practice more. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + ``I know that you threw that game.'' ``Yes, Draco, of course I did,'' said Harry, lowering his @@ -4976,6 +5001,8 @@ to bed for the night. \emph{Just ignore him.} \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + ``Detention, Mister Potter,'' Snape said almost absently, gliding past the cauldron where Harry was laboring to skin shrivelfigs. @@ -5166,6 +5193,8 @@ But I hate you for it.'' \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Snape rubbed his head as Harry left the classroom. He had a freshly-brewed headache potion waiting in his office, since he had rather expected that this detention would make Harry stare at him like a @@ -5195,7 +5224,7 @@ piercing gaze and the proximity of a powerful, angry boy wizard\ldots{}. Well, that was no one's business but his own. -\section{Discoveries}\label{chapter-14-discoveries} +\chapter{Discoveries}\label{chapter-14-discoveries} \emph{You'd think,} Harry thought, as he struggled to keep flat to the wall and not peer around the corner to see what Quirrell was doing too @@ -5391,6 +5420,8 @@ plan.} \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + ``Are you coming with me to the Manor for Christmas yet?'' ``No, not yet.'' @@ -5401,6 +5432,8 @@ Draco paused. ``Now?'' \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + ``Harry?'' Harry hastily stood up and shoved the book he was reading underneath the @@ -5489,6 +5522,8 @@ Harry thought it a good deal all around. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + ``Harry.'' Harry glanced up, blinking. He'd been deep enough in his Charms textbook @@ -5615,6 +5650,8 @@ Harry shuddered. He could imagine little more distressing than that. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Harry woke, blinking. He'd fallen asleep studying, which was unusual for him. He stood up and made his way to the loo carefully, since he could hear breathing around him and knew the other boys had returned. @@ -5646,7 +5683,7 @@ Forbidden Forest. ``Oh, \emph{shit.}'' -\section{Draco In Danger}\label{chapter-15-draco-in-danger} +\chapter{Draco In Danger}\label{chapter-15-draco-in-danger} Harry pushed aside a thickly clinging vine and ducked beneath it, drawn along the path by his pointing wand. At least he didn't have to be as @@ -6155,7 +6192,7 @@ prat. So that's all settled.'' He gave Harry another beatific smile. Harry, helpless, forced to remember that at least Draco was \emph{here} to smile instead of choked or kicked to death, smiled back. -\section{A Very Malfoyish Christmas}\label{chapter-16-a-very-malfoyish-christmas} +\chapter{A Very Malfoyish Christmas}\label{chapter-16-a-very-malfoyish-christmas} ``But you \emph{can't},'' said Connor, for the twentieth time, as if he hoped to wear Harry down by simple repetition. @@ -6235,6 +6272,8 @@ survive a few weeks at Malfoy Manor.} \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + ``Come on, Harry!'' Harry winced as Draco's shout drifted back to him. The other boy darted @@ -6450,6 +6489,8 @@ his way after him, beneath the gaze of disapproving portraits. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + It wasn't actually the size of the house, Harry thought the next evening, nor even the presence of ancient and powerful artifacts, that made this place so different from Godric's Hollow. It was the @@ -6524,6 +6565,8 @@ of cool, appraising eyes on him. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + ``Harry, wake up!'' Harry blinked his eyes, groggily, and lifted his head. It was dark @@ -6681,7 +6724,7 @@ the memories of pureblood customs he was marshaling, that the shadow in the left side of the Foe-Glass acquired a face as Lucius swept past him and towards the door. -\section{The Dance}\label{chapter-17-the-dance} +\chapter{The Dance}\label{chapter-17-the-dance} Harry walked into the study directly behind Lucius, not wanting to give him time to set up traps or firecall an ally. The room was wide and, Harry thought, five-sided, though enough bookcases crowded the walls @@ -7049,6 +7092,8 @@ whether he had been killed, and to reply that, no, he hadn't been. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Lucius waited until the door had closed before he unfolded the letter. Of course it was a breach of the guest-laws for a guest to attempt to read the post uninvited, but that didn't mean that Harry Potter wouldn't @@ -7120,7 +7165,7 @@ his family. \emph{And our most unusual guest, of course.} -\section{Interlude: Concerned Relatives}\label{chapter-18-interlude-concerned-relatives} +\chapter{Interlude: Concerned Relatives}\label{chapter-18-interlude-concerned-relatives} \emph{December 24th, 1991} @@ -7185,6 +7230,8 @@ Love, \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{December 24th, 1991} Dear son: @@ -7239,6 +7286,8 @@ Gryffindors. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{December 24th, 1991:} Dear my son: @@ -7307,6 +7356,8 @@ will have to work out how they did that. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + \emph{December 24th, 1991} Dear Harry: @@ -7347,7 +7398,7 @@ proper place. \emph{Love, Harry.} -\section{Between Brothers}\label{chapter-19-between-brothers} +\chapter{Between Brothers}\label{chapter-19-between-brothers} Harry swiveled between opposing currents of air, his eyes locked onto the gleam of gold ahead. He knew it was going to dive an instant before @@ -7497,6 +7548,8 @@ laughing, with all the others, and then wondering what he was becoming. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Harry hissed under his breath as Snape examined his potion. It wasn't the same glass-cleansing potion as the other first-years were brewing. Snape had assigned him a complicated sleeping potion that Harry @@ -7556,6 +7609,8 @@ him, pleased, and his twin's eyes, wide and betrayed. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Harry was getting desperate. It was the middle of March, and still neither Ron, Hermione, nor Connor @@ -7727,6 +7782,8 @@ remind himself of that. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Snape waited outside the common room door. He smirked when he saw the lone boy trailing back towards it, face bowed so that he didn't watch where he was going. But his head snapped up when he was still a distance @@ -7808,7 +7865,7 @@ seventh year, everyone shall see Slytherin rise again.} \emph{That is soon enough.} -\section{Putting the Pieces Together}\label{chapter-20-putting-the-pieces-together} +\chapter{Putting the Pieces Together}\label{chapter-20-putting-the-pieces-together} ``But, Professor McGonagall---'' @@ -7946,6 +8003,8 @@ really didn't want to think. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + ``His name is Norbert.'' Harry frowned at Connor. His brother had finally come to talk to him, @@ -8063,6 +8122,8 @@ was unjustified. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + ``So Connor's too stubborn to come right out and ask you where the Philosopher's Stone is. But I'm not.'' @@ -8195,6 +8256,8 @@ trust that Draco wouldn't go running to Professor Dumbledore. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Harry shook his head as Hagrid split Connor and Neville Longbottom, who had a detention for a stupid mistake he'd made in Potions, up. Both of them were to fire red sparks into the air from their wands if they ran @@ -8323,7 +8386,7 @@ have waited so long for this moment.}'' Harry gathered himself, and sprang into battle. -\section{The Boy Who Lived}\label{chapter-21-the-boy-who-lived} +\chapter{The Boy Who Lived}\label{chapter-21-the-boy-who-lived} Harry's Blasting Curse melted against invisible shields, but it had the useful effect of making Quirrell stop reaching for Connor and stare at @@ -8766,7 +8829,7 @@ other, but Harry had already decided what to believe about that. mouth? I would rather trust the light that ate Quirrell when he tried to touch Connor. Light tells no lies.} -\section{Truth}\label{chapter-22-truth} +\chapter{Truth}\label{chapter-22-truth} Harry knew that Hagrid had found them, and he knew that Hagrid had sent Neville running to the castle when Connor babbled out some version of @@ -9122,6 +9185,8 @@ games---on his side. \begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{\linethickness}\end{center} +\newpage + Snape smirked as he glanced around the Great Hall. It was the end-of-term feast, and Slytherin had done well. The walls were draped with green banners, and the cheerful noise from his charges' table was |