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diff --git a/novellas/contingency/01-plans.mdwn b/novellas/contingency/01-plans.mdwn
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--- a/novellas/contingency/01-plans.mdwn
+++ b/novellas/contingency/01-plans.mdwn
@@ -1,14 +1,14 @@
-[[!meta title="Chapter 1: Plans"]]
+[[!meta title="Introduction: Plans"]]
 
 Hermione was scared.
 
-Ron had abandoned them, they had *no idea* where the remaining horcruxes were or
-how to destroy them, snatchers and death eaters were just *everywhere*, and
-*everything just kept getting worse.*
+Ron had abandoned them, they had *no idea* where the remaining horcruxes were
+or how to destroy them, snatchers and death eaters were just *everywhere*,
+and *everything just kept getting worse.*
 
-Frankly, it seemed like failure was the most likely outcome. Almost certain, in
-fact. But Voldemort couldn't be allowed to win! If they were going to die, she'd
-just have to do something about it.
+Frankly, it seemed like failure was the most likely outcome. Almost certain,
+in fact. But Voldemort couldn't be allowed to win! If they were going to die,
+she'd just have to do something about it.
 
 "Harry, there's something I need to do."
 
@@ -45,11 +45,12 @@ like batteries collecting magic. We're going to borrow some of that magic."
 promise it's safe, and after we do this you can just forget all about it. It's
 just something I need to do for us."
 
-"I trust you, Hermione. OK, let's get everything packed up and we can head out."
+"I trust you, Hermione. OK, let's get everything packed up and we can head
+out."
 
 <hr />
 
-"...seventh year, so we draw from the point seven degrees deiseil of Jupiter,
+"...seventh month, so we draw from the point seven degrees deiseil of Jupiter,
 and orient towards the moon. There, done!"
 
 "Done?"
@@ -78,8 +79,9 @@ Hermione had pieced together this ritual from bits and pieces she'd found
 looking for ways to help in the fight against Voldemort. Nothing like it had
 ever been tried, as best as she could tell. That was one reason she'd
 constructed the ritual circle in the Ring of Brodgar; the ancient stones held
-protections that should safely ground any dangerous magics if her ritual failed.
-If the ritual succeeded... best not to think of it. Just a contingency plan.
+protections that should safely ground any dangerous magics if her ritual
+failed. If the ritual succeeded... best not to think of it. Just a contingency
+plan.
 
 Harry took a few minutes to enjoy the stars. He trusted Hermione to know what
 she was doing; if she wasn't telling him what the ritual was for, there must be
@@ -95,8 +97,8 @@ flashed red, then darkened and returned to its mundane state.
 
 Harry looked over at Hermione. "Was that it? Did it work?"
 
-"Yes, Harry, it worked. Now forget about it. Help me erase these runes and clean
-up, will you?"
+"Yes, Harry, it worked. Now forget about it. Help me erase these runes and
+clean up, will you?"
 
 "OK, Hermione. Hey, that thing you drew on my chest is gone!"
 
@@ -106,11 +108,11 @@ up, will you?"
 
 Plans. His whole life had just been other peoples' plans.
 
-Dumbledore's *stupid* plans to ruin his childhood and make him sacrifice himself
-to defeat Voldemort. The Ministry's plans to parade him around as a figurehead
-and political tool to keep the same old politicians in power. Molly Weasley's
-plans for One Big Weasley Family and her damnable willingness to help her
-children along with love potions.
+Dumbledore's *stupid* plans to ruin his childhood and make him sacrifice
+himself to defeat Voldemort. The Ministry's plans to parade him around as a
+figurehead and political tool to keep the same old politicians in power. Molly
+Weasley's plans for One Big Weasley Family and her damnable willingness to
+help her children along with love potions.
 
 Those love potions had shattered what was left of Hermione's independence and
 motivation. Marrying Ron had destroyed all her plans for the future.