He Has Risen Above
Ch 1
Disclaimer: I don't own HP and this is the disclaimer for the whole story.
On the 27th June, a prophecy was made. One by Sybill Patricia Trelawny to Albus too-many-names Dumbledore. It went as this:
The one with the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches… born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies… and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not… and either must die at the hands of the other for neither can live while the other survives… the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies.
Severus Snape, lurking in the shadows of the Hog's Head, rushed to his master, the Dark Lord Voldemort and informed him of the prophecy. Alas, he only heard the first half so the Dark Lord did not know the whole contents. It was narrowed down to two families by the 20th July- the Longbottoms and the Potters. Both Alice and Lily were heavily pregnant and were due in just over a week.
On the 30th July, Neville Francis Longbottom was born and the following day, it was Lily's turn. Luckily for her, she gave birth to twins- Hadrian James Potter and Daniel Charles Potter. Hadrian was born at 11:55 whilst Daniel at 11:59. The elder Potter twin had his father's face and hair coupled with his grandmother's (Dorea Potter nee Black) regal cheekbones but the most prominent feature was his mother's eyes, a vivid emerald but so much brighter that they seemed to gaze into your soul and danced with fire. The younger Potter twin, on the other hand, had his mother's soft and bubbly face, his father's gentle eyes and his messy mop on his head.
Unknowingly to the family, a meddling and manipulative old man would be watching over these two families, having found out that they were in fact the ones of they prophecy. He advised both the families to go under the Fidelius. However, the old man knew that the Potters' secret keeper, Peter Pettigrew was a traitor. He had planned it this way, so we would be able to get control of Daniel Potter, the most likely child of the prophecy as he was born exactly as the seventh month dies.
On 31st October, Pettigrew fled to his master, Voldemort, and told them where the Potters were residing. The Dark Lord walked into the Potter Cottage, a trial of destruction in his wake.
"Lily, take the twins and run!" James Potter cried, furiously duelling the Voldemort for his life. He threw several dark curses at Voldemort, momentarily surprising the man. Finally, a reducto hit James, knocking him to the floor unconscious. Voldemort walked on not caring whether the man was dead or alive. Lily had tried to escape but had felt the anti-apparation and anti-portkey wards go up.
"Enough!" cried Voldemort. "Stand aside or die."
Lily refused to budge, protecting her children. "Please, take me not my children."
The Dark Lord, casually threw a stunner, catching her in the chest and she collapsed to the floor. "Severus wanted you as a prize and that's the only reason you're alive." He approached the twins, deciding which one to kill first. He settled on the elder Potter twin, looking into his burning eyes. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" he cried, shocked when the curse hit him on the head and rebounded towards the caster. It was too quick for him to do anything. The spell struck Voldemort on the chest, leaving him in utter agony as he fled the house as nothing but a spectre. It had formed a lightning bolt on Harry's forehead, which was hidden by his mop of hair, and a V on Daniel's cheek from the magical backlash. Another side effect was that Voldemort's soul splintered and fractured attaching itself to Harry's head.
Soon, Dumbledore rushed into the scene with Hagrid in tow reviving Lily and James as he walked past. Internally, he was cursing. His plan had failed- he had wanted the elder Potters to die so he could control Daniel and send Hadrian to Petunia. However, he knew he could still get the situation under control. He picked up both the twins and cast a few diagnosis spells on them. He concluded that Daniel must have deflected the curse and a part of Voldemort's soul must have latched on to Harry.
"Daniel Potter is the boy-who-lived!" he announced to the delight of the Potter parents. "However, he must be trained so he can fulfil his destiny. Unfortunately, Hadrian will get jealous. James, what about your parents? They could take Hadrian in." Dumbledore could see doubt crinkling the eyes of the Potter parents, but he waved it off as nerves. After a lot of comforting and perhaps a couple of subtle compulsion charms, they agreed and floo-called Charlus and Dorea Potter.
"Ah. Charlus and Dorea, welcome," said Dumbledore as they stepped out of the fireplace. "As you know, Daniel is the boy-who-lived so he must be trained. Hadrian will prove a distraction and will be jealous so we are hoping that he could go live with you."
"Are you mad?!" shrieked Charlus, "abandoning a child like that, one of your own blood. I thought we raised you better than that." The head Potter was enraged seeing the looks on James and Lily's face. "I will take the child because of our love for him and the fact that we know leaving him with you will do more harm than good." The Lord and Lady Potter took the child and stepped back into the fireplace.
"We shall be taking the heir Potter and raising him true to the high standards of the house of Potter," said James' mother her voice clipped and cold.
James stepped back, shocked. "You mean, he is now the heir."
"Yes. You are no longer the heir and will have no chance of passing on the Lordship to Daniel, who you will undoubtedly favour." The pair cried "Potter Manor" after taking a handful of Floo powder and disappeared in blaze of green fire.
Dumbledore, was beaming inside. He had managed to save the situation and now had James and Lily on his side. He could easily train Daniel, sacrifice Hadrian eventually and defeat Voldemort. Eventually, both the Lord and Lady Potters would die along with Hadrian which would transfer the Lordship to Daniel, who would be under Dumbledore's control. It would further his own reputation, and undoubtedly make him much more influential. He didn't need the wealth of the Potters, but a couple of the books they held would certainly please him. It was a shame really- Hadrian had always been such an adorable baby. All was going to plan.
17th August 1983
It had been nearly 2 years since Harry had been given to Charlus and Dorea Potter, not that they were ungrateful. They loved the bubbly 3-year-old with all their heart, even more than they had loved James at that age. Although that was because he wasn't as hectic and hard to put up with. Yes, the child was very hyperactive but he didn't cause mayhem in Potter Manor like his father had done before him, wrecking everything in sight due to his skills on a broomstick. Their relations with the rest of the Potters had become very fragile with the 2 halves of the families only meeting at social events or at necessary times of the year.
This was because James and Lily had become quite arrogant and had begun to dislike Harry for "stealing" the Potter fortune from them, although it was a recent development. They had continued to treat Daniel like royalty, which had given him an extremely big head, made him quite fat for a 3-year-old and made him think that he was the next Merlin. This was anything but the case. Unlike Harry, Daniel had only shown one small piece of accidental magic (levitating a stuffed animal) and that was quite recently. His magical core was just above average, even though his family and Dumbledore thought it would develop later on in his life. Harry, on the other hand, had been performing accidental magic since the Christmas of 1981. He would be randomly lifting items in the air with magic and often threw them about like leaves in a wind. He also had an eidetic memory, which meant that he remembered everything and matured much faster.
His grandparents were proud of the fact that he was so powerful and that he was also very kind and good-natured. They had mended their relations with Sirius and Remus, cutting them off after the attack as they had thought that they would support James and Lily. It had been the complete opposite. They had been so disgusted by the actions of their ex best friends that they had severed all their ties with them in just under a year. Sirius was the godfather of Hadrian and Remus was an honorary uncle, and Harry's favourite out of the pair (which he constantly rubbed in Sirius' face.) The family of 5 were extremely happy, with Charlus and Dorea staying in Potter Manor with Hadrian and Sirius and Remus living in Black Manor, which had been completely revamped. All in all, they were all content.
28th September 1987
It had been 6 years since Harry had been living with his grandparents. His training had started straight form his 6th birthday. He had learned wizarding etiquette and the delicate art of politics. Although he was not as proficient in it as his grandfather, he knew enough to get by and not make any unnecessary enemies. His brother, on the other hand, had learned nothing of the sort. His parents and Dumbledore casually disregarded his family history, instead teaching him that he would be extremely powerful and everyone would want to be his friend.
One of Harry's most crucial training was his instruction into Occlumency. It had begun but was not very successful. Every time he would attempt it, his scar would pain horribly. He and his grandparents had gotten so tired and annoyed by it, they had decided to visit a goblin healer. Unlike Harry's parents, they were on exceptionally good terms with the goblins ever since Charlus had been named a goblin friend. The other half of the family were ride and disrespectful to the goblins making all of them hate James, Lily and Daniel Potter.
"Greetings Master Goblin. We wish to request a meeting with a goblin healer." Charlus said once they reached the goblin's stall.
"Follow me," the goblin replied to the trio. They were led into a chamber with a runic circle drawn on the floor.
"What did you want me for?" a gruff voice said when they had walked in.
They turned around to face Grimhook, a master healer. "We wish for you to take a look at Hadrian's scar. The goblin readily agreed, knowing that these 3 Potters were classed as Goblin friends, the highest honour for humans in Gringotts. The goblin raised his hand, mutterings incantations in Gobbledegook. When he had stopped, his face grimaced with an expression of utmost loathing.
"Hadrian's scar is a horcrux. The Dark Lord's horcrux." He spat out the words much to the shock and disgust of Charlus and Dorea. Both of them knew what it, considering Dorea was from the Black family.
"How soon can we remove the soul piece?" they asked extremely worried.
"Right now, in fact. However, it will take a few hours and will undoubtedly be quite painful." They all looked at Harry, who instantly nodded not wanting a piece of Voldemort's soul stuck in his head for any longer. Harry was led into the runic circle where he stood expectantly.
The goblin once again began to chant in Gobbledegook, his words harsher and louder than the previous time. Harry's scar burst into pain; he felt like it was on fire. His knees were shaking but he could not collapse. After 1 hour of chanting, it all stopped and Harry collapsed. His grandparents rushed over to him and picked him up carrying him to a nearby bed. He lay there for the next few hours, slowly recovering from magical exhaustion. When he woke, he felt refreshed and re-energized as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. In fact, his magical core had expanded becoming much bigger than it had been before. Little did they know that Harry had kept the power to talk to snakes.
7th March 1990
Harry was now nearly 10 years old. Since the removal of the horcrux, everything had flowed much better to Harry including all types of magic. At 8 years old, he had received a practice wand so that he could begin to practice spells. He was a prodigy in charms, transfiguration, duelling and potions. All the rest of the subjects came naturally to him but he was not as proficient in them as he was in the others. His occlumency had become so good that it was nearly impenetrable and had unlocked his eidetic memory. This had allowed him to remember everything he had ever seen since he was born. With this, he had realised and confessed to his grandparents that he was the boy-who-lived not Daniel. However, they had agreed to keep it a secret as they did not want the attention. Another thing that had come across quite well was his skill in wandless magic. He could levitate, summon and banish items along with basic transfiguration. His grandparents were very proud.
After learning of the horcrux, Harry's family had found a few more that Voldemort had made. They had found the locket through Kreacher, who had then become extremely devoted, the ring as it was a Peverell heirloom and the cup since Sirius had disowned Bellatrix Lestrange and had taken back the contents of her vault.
He also had a large number of friends from attending the various balls they had been invited to. The most notable were Neville Longbottom, his best friend and son of the 2 exceptional aurors that were still catching dark wizards, the Greengrass sister, Daphne and Astoria, Blaise Zabini, Tracy Davis, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Susan Bones and Hannah Abbott and his 2-year-old (cousin?) Aries Regulus Black, the son of Sirius Black and Marlene Black nee McKinnon. The two had married a few years ago, and Aries had been born when harry was 8. Although they knew Draco and Theo's fathers were death eaters, they also knew that the Malfoys and the Notts held quite a lot of sway and would be stupid to make an enemy of them.
The other end of the family still held quite a lot of sway, with Daniel being the boy-who-lived, but were much less likeable than Hadrian and his grandparents. Like Harry, Daniel also had gotten a training wand but was only able to make a feather levitate. His parents and Dumbledore claimed that he was a late bloomer but Harry knew that he was an average wizard at best. The family would still attend the balls and social gatherings but used them to mainly boast about how powerful Daniel was and how he had killed Voldemort (not that they used his name).
Hadrian was also a partial Metamorphmagus, due to the genes that his grandmother had given him. He could only change his hair and eye colour, but the skill was still extremely useful in avoiding large crowds. Harry knew that Daniel also had the ability, but he very rarely used it for some reason.
One day, Harry discovered that he could talk to snakes. There was one in the gardens of Potter Manor and he could hear it raging about how it had been left by its owners in the wild and had managed to slither all the way here. This had shocked Harry, as he knew that the family did not carry any Slytherin genes. They consulted a goblin healer and found out that he had received the ability from Voldemort due to the horcrux. Even though it had been removed, it left Harry with the power to talk to snakes and gave him a larger magical core. Harry was told to keep it quiet as many people thought that Parseltongue was evil.
31st July 1991
It was Harry's birthday and not just any birthday, his 11th birthday. Harry woke up at 6 30, a little later than normal considering it was his birthday, and rushed to get ready. Almost an hour later, he was ready. The hyperactive boy rushed into his grandparents' room to drag them out to the breakfast table. He was greeted with a leaning tower of steaming hot pancakes, drowning in syrup. Knowing that the kitchen elf, Nipsy, had made them, he wolfed all of them down and was eagerly waiting for a special letter.
At precisely 10 am, an owl came flying into the Manor landing directly in front of Harry. He took the letter, quickly reading the front.
Mr H. Potter
The Dining Room
Potter Manor
Wiltshire, England
Harry took a piece of parchment, scribbled out a quick reply and sent it back to the school via the owl. He opened the letter, excitement dancing in his eyes.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Harry excitedly removed the second piece of paper and began reading it aloud.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic
by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory
by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration
by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi
by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions
by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection
by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS
ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK
Yours sincerely,
Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus
Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions
By the time he had finished reading the letter, he was beaming. Finally, he could go to Hogwarts! Most of the stuff he had already; all he needed now was a wand and a pet. The family apparated (Harry side-apparated) over to the Leaky Cauldron, greeting Tom, and entered Diagon Ally.
As soon as they walked down the street, they were met with a sight that made them grimace in disgust. James and Lily Potter along with their son Daniel were walking down the road, revelling in their fame and announcing how powerful their son was. Harry was quite fit, beginning to develop abs and had a lean body with hair that looked as if he had rolled out of bed. They had a sort of casual elegance to them, one that his twin lacked. Unlike James and Daniel, Harry did not wear glasses. He had gone to a healer and had his eyesight corrected. His twin, Daniel, was quite chubby, not fat but not lean either. It was obvious that he had eaten loads, giving his face a sort of round look. His hair was always a bird's rest, similar to his father's. It was a raven black and had begun to develop red streaks in it the colour of Lily's hair.
Harry had already got enough money from Gringotts the day before when his grandfather had made a business trip to the Ally so decided to go buy a wand first. He didn't need robes as he had a whole wardrobe in his trunk, consisting of over 10 pairs of highly expensive embroidered robes in various colours made of acromantula silk.
The trio walked into Ollivanders', closely followed by James and Lily and their chubby son.
"Mother. Father. Hadrian." James greeted when he saw them, his voice full of disapproval.
Lily and Daniel followed his example but choosing only to greet Harry with a stiff "Hadrian." Harry and his grandparents chose to ignore, making their faces slowly redden.
"Ah. The Potter twins! Greeting to you all." Ollivander exclaimed from behind the family. They all turned around to face him. "James Potter, 11 inches, pliable excellent for transfiguration. Lily Potter, 10 ¼ inches, willow, wonderful for charms. Charlus Potter, 13 inches, cherry, brilliant for duelling. And finally, Dorea Potter, 12 inches, birch, amazing in healing." The adults all nodded and Ollivander turned to the twins. "You must be here for your wands. The Potter twins."
He was cut off by Harry who smirked, his eyes shining with mirth. "I don't know about twins, Mr Ollivander." He concentrated and his hair changed from a raven black to a bright blue leading to the raised eyebrows of the adults in the room and a glare from Daniel. Harry knew that Daniel was one as well, but why he didn't use the ability much more surprised him. Harry's younger brother opened his mouth to argue but was cut off by Ollivander.
"Stop bickering for now. You are here to purchase wands, not argue with your families." Ollivander saved them from future discussion, his voice a tad harsher than normal.
"Mr Potter, the younger Potter, which is your wand hand?"
"I'm right-handed."
Daniel began to try out the wands that Ollivander presented to him. Finally, they came to one special wand. "Ah. Holly and phoenix feather, 11 inches." Ollivander presented the wand to Daniel, who waved it expectantly. However, it was the same as the 10 different wands they tried out. "Oh. I had been expecting that would be the wand for you, Mr Potter. The wand is the brother wand of Lord Voldemort's wand. The phoenix that gave a feather for this wand gave one more for the wand of the Dark Lord. Considering your history with him, I thought that this wand would choose you." Ollivander harrumphed yet still gave more wands to try out. At last, after 13 tries, a wand chose Daniel. "Wonderful. Oak and 9 inches, particularly stiff, with a unicorn hair for its core. Should be quite good for defence. That will be 7 galleons. Now, let's move on to Hadrian."
Out of interest, James, Lily and Daniel stayed as they were wondering how long it would take Harry to get his wand. The younger Potter twin was quite pleased with his wand, considering that he had tried 13 different wands- surely it was a sign of how powerful he was.
Ollivander went through the same procedure with Harry. "So, which is your wand hand, Mr Potter?" he said looking at Hadrian.
"I'm ambidextrous, sir."
"Ah." Harry then tried out all the wands in the shop, including the holly and phoenix feather one. With that wand, he found it so repulsive that he violently threw it to the floor and the wand in question began to sizzle. None of the wands fit him so Ollivander had an idea. "Alas, Mr Potter, none of the wands fit you. This means I will have to make a custom wand for you. I have not done this for a long time and I suspect it will be quite interesting. Follow me."
The rest of the family was shocked at this revelation. For someone to have a custom wand would mean that they are extremely powerful. In fact, even the Dark Lord did not have a custom wand. Harry and his grandparents followed Ollivander through a small door in the side of his shop. When Harry's parents and brother went to do the same, they were stopped by Hadrian. "This is a private matter. You do not have the right to see this. You gave up that right when you gave me to my grandparents." The aforementioned members flinched at Harry's tone but glared at him nonetheless. Fortunately, they did not try to follow him through the door.
When Harry stepped inside, his senses were assaulted by the raw magic that the contents of the room were emitting. He had to concentrate hard so he would fall to his knees there. There were thousands of items laid out in 3 groups. "I would like you to reach out with your magic and call upon the items that your magic is in sync with. Start with the woods, move on to the cores and finish at the focus items."
Harry did so, closing his and using his magic like feelers to find the items that appealed to him. Suddenly, a block of wood slammed into his palm. "Wonderful. Elder wood. Symbolises power and death. You are an interesting wizard Mr Potter."
Harry repeated the process for the cores and felt something soft fly into his hand. "Very interesting." Ollivander held up the item, "This is a feather from a blue-flame phoenix, the rarest phoenixes in the world. Unlike red phoenixes, they do not symbolise light and unlike dark phoenixes, they do not symbolise the dark. Blue-flame phoenixes are neutral, grey if you will. I was lucky enough to encounter one when I was travelling the world and it bestowed upon me a single feather. Once more, if you will."
Harry reached out with his magic once more and all of a sudden, 2 more things slammed into his outstretched hand. This time, Ollivander was very giddy, behaving like a 6-year-old girl. "I would never have thought this would be possible." He held up one of the items before speaking, "this is an emerald gemstone, over 3,000 years old," and he held up the other, "and this is nundu fang, taken from a nundu that killed 104 wizards before being defeated. You are a very interesting wizard, Mr Potter."
Harry and his grandparents were shocked at this. The materials were extremely rare and almost impossible to come by. The latter looked at Harry but a combination of pride, shock and awe. "It will be 75 galleons as the materials are so hard to come by. I should have the wand ready in 2 hours." With that the family bade goodbye and walked back into the main area of the shop when they were greeted by Harry's brother and parents.
"So, how was the wand?" his brother asked him with annoyance in his voice and his face slowly reddening. "No way Harry's more powerful than me. I should have got a custom wand. I'm the boy-who-lived. I defeated You-Know-Who."
"None of your business, little brother." Harry replied and walked past him, performing a wandless tripping charm as he went by. The sound of Daniel falling made Harry smirk and his eyes danced in mirth and amusement. "Grandfather, grandmother. Shall we go and buy a pet?"
"Indeed, Hadrian," his grandparents replied, surprised that they had said the same thing at the same time. The trio made their way over to Eeylops Owl Emporium. Inside, a lot of owl were fluttering about in their cages. Harry's eye was caught by a particular snowy one with amber eyes.
"I'll take that one, please. Add a perch, a cage and a year of owl treats," he said, having made his mind up.
"Are you sure? That owl's been biting whoever comes near it." Harry nodded once. The man carried the owl down along with all the other stuff. "That'll be 30 galleons." Harry forked over the money and took the owl.
"I think I'll name you Hedwig." The owl hooted happily and the trio went over to the Leaky Cauldron to have some lunch. When they had finished, they went back to Ollivander to collect Harry's wand.
"Ah. Mr Potter. Your wand is ready. A thing of beauty and power."
The wand was 13 inches long, as thick as a finger and had strips of nundu fang running down the side. The emerald gemstone had been cut several times and each piece was placed above the handle, which was covered in dragonhide. The wand practically hummed with power and when Harry took it, he felt like he was reunited with a part of him that had been missing. The wand threw a shower of blue, green, red and yellow sparks. "Can I have 2 dragonhide holsters with the correct charms on them, please?" Harry said after he had collected his wand.
Ollivander raised an eyebrow but did not comment. He passed two of them to Harry who put 15 galleons on the desk before walking out of the room. He attached the holster, which had charms so no one else could remove the wand from them, on the inside of his forearm. He popped his wand into the holster on his left forearm and another wand into the holster on his right forearm. The holsters promptly turned invisible. The other wand in question was the wand of Henry Potter, Harry's great-grandfather. It fitted him quite well and was his practice wand. He did need a new one as the other wand was not perfectly fitted to him but he kept the old one as a spare in case he was disarmed.
With that, they apparated back to Potter Manor, ready to celebrate Harry's birthday with his friends, Padfoot and Moony and (unfortunately) his parents and brother.
AN/ And this fic returns! I combined the first chapter and the prologue for you guys, as it was too short. I've made some subtle differences that will lead to major incidents later on in the fic. Also, should I pair Neville with Hannah, or with Tracey. If I pair him with Hannah, I will put Tracey x Blaise. I'm leaning towards Nev/Han, and Tra/Bla but let me know.
People have been asking me about redemptions, and I promise there will be some redemptions but others will be bashed throughout.
Review Responses:
Sagemask4: Lily wasn't concious- Voldy hit her with a stunner first. Also, she would be annoyed as Severus basically said to kill her children and husband.
Perseus12: I am not doing the MI6 thing sorry
Guest: I always found it stupid how purebloods and some half-bloods aren't miles ahead of the muggleborns. Like parents, give your child a f*cking advantage!
Donny Donuts: That was going to be a future arguement for me.
spitfyre1: I'll try to make it less rushed
Warrior1131: sorry no familiar only hedwig
Devilsummoner666: most ancient and noble, which is the highest (then its ancient and noble, noble and last is just the house of...)
Scorpion12391: I won't because I was planning to resume it
shedges19: I think this chapter answers your question