A/N: There is a reason I skipped a few weeks of summer vacation. I needed
to get the plot going so I just decided to start school since most of the
stuff happens there.
Sorry I didn't warn you before....
SHARDWING: HEY! Didn't speak to you in a long time! Where have you been all this time?!
SLYTHERIN ROGUE: Finally I get to thank you for replying!
FINI: The reason I skipped is because I wanted to get my first plot in so I decided just to skip a part of the summer. It's not that important anyway.
KRIS: You've gone crazy. LOL you know I'm just playing.... meet my BETA READER EVERYONE!
EMILY: Can you email me about the you know what? I've been busy and can't seem to get on the computer as much as I've been on before. As you can tell its almost been a month since I posted last.
ASH: Wow! Um... thanks I've been wondering to ask you this, do you think you can post your story on ff.net? Please I don't go to HP.com as much as I used to.
THANKS TO EVERYONE ELSE FOR REPLYING!
I've been kind of busy with school and everything. New teachers this sememster and new rules. I just threw them all in the garbage when I got them... hehe not much in keeping them... I swear my school has TOO MANY RULES!
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Chapter 8 "Retelling of the Dream"
"Hey Harry wake up!" Harry groggly looked up to see Ron peering into his face.
"What time is it?"
"Time for breakfast and you better hurry." Ron said, running around getting dressed.
"I'll be there in an hour." Harry said not paying attention to the words coming out of his mouth.
"Get up. You got Potions and I got Herbology. And if you're late you know Snape's going to have your head. Got to be extra careful this year, he'll want to find an excuse to kick you out of his class."
"Ugh, don't remind me. I can't believe McGonagall would do this to me." Harry grumbled as he finally dragged himself out of bed.
"What's all the commotion?" Neville said from the other bed.
"Nothing, you guys have to get up too." Ron said.
"Ugh, do we have to? I really like the warmth of my bed." Dean complained.
"Me too." Seamus groaned.
"You know the three of you have Potions right after breakfast. Neville and I both have Herbology." Ron said perfectly happy he didn't have to put up with Snape.
"It's not with Slytherin is it?" Harry asked suddenly. Ron turned to him, his face grim.
Harry nodded, that was what he had expected.
"I don't know why they put us with Slytherin, Dumbledore knows when Gryffindor and Slytherin work together is when Hell finally freezes over, so why is he always too eager to put us in the same class." Harry said.
"Especially Potions." Dean agreed. All Harry, Ron, Neville and Seamus nodded in confermation.
"Come on, there's no sense in wallowing in pity for Gryffindors, we'll get rid of Slytherin soon." Ron said. He seemed to have gained the most sense, when he usually's the one spaced out.
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"Ron I have to tell you something." Harry said as they picked up their stuff and opened the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"What is it?"
"Can we get Hermione and Ginny? I don't want to repeat myself." Harry said, sighing.
"Alright mate. They're down in the Hall."
"Harry, Ron!" Hermione yelled as she and Ginny ran up to them.
"Or they were." Ron said.
"Morning, sleep well?" The boys asked them.
"Well enough thanks." The girls answered.
Harry and Ron shook their heads. This was getting too weird. For the last six weeks of vacation they had unintentionally spoke at the same time the same words.
"Well come on, we don't have enough time, you two have got to eat and then Harry, we have to go to Potions." Hermione said.
"I'm not hungry, Ron?"
"No, not this time, I want to know what you have to tell us." Ron said.
"Tell us what Harry?" Ginny asked, looking back and forth between the guys. Harry sighed, its now or never.
"Follow me."
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Harry led them to the Room of Requirements and shut the door behind them. He muttered a locking charm just in case someone wanted to investigate why suddenly a door appeared out of nowhere.
"Last night I had a dream. It wasn't an ordinary dream either."
"Harry none of your dreams are ordinary. Was it about You-Know-Who?" Ron said.
"Yes but-"
"Harry you should tell Dumbledore right away." Hermione interrupted. Harry glared at her.
"As much as Dumbledore wants to make up for his mistakes I don't have to tell him everything that's happening."
"But if the dream is about Voldemort you should go tell him, the Dark Lord could be trying to enter your mind again." Hermione pushed.
"Enough, if you hear me out, then we'll decide what to do." Harry said, finality in his voice.
Hermione nodded in defeat.
Harry began, "Last night I cleared out my mind of all thoughts and climbed into bed. The next time I opened my mind I was in a dark place, which I later realized was the same cemetary I was in fourth year/ I was looking around when Voldemort showed up and started talking."
"What did he want?", Ginny asked.
"Probably to gloat that he got passed Harry's barrier," Ron answered. The three knew that Harry was a skilled Occlumentist, actually they were the only ones that knew.
"No, it was worse. He came to ask me to join him." Harry said. The three stared at him.
"Why would he do that?" Ron asked.
"Because he saw what I did to the Death Eaters over the summer. He tried to tell me what power I had in my control. How it wouldmake the Ministry cower at my feet. He asked me how it was being the most pwerful wizard, besides him of course, and no one still listening to me. He asked how would I feel getting revenge on everyone who ever hurt me. He said if I joined him, he would grant me all that and more. When I said no, he got a bit angry."
"Oh my." Ginny and Hermione said.
"He hit me with curses. One was worse then the Crustacious has ever been. He kept telling me to join him and I kept saying no. Every time I said no, a new curse would hit me, each stronger then the other. After a while he got tired. So did I, I didn't know how long I was going to last. He had blocked out my magic so I couldn't fight him." (The others gasped.)
"When I got enough breath, he started telling me that if I didn't join my friends and my family would all suffer and it would be my fault. When I asked if I joined him, how would I know if I could trust him not to hurt you he said I 'didn't and the only thing I have were his words as a wizard." (Ron let out a sound of disbelief, followed by Ginny.)
"I still refused and started to back away and run. I thought I was going to make it, but then I felt a bind curse hit me, (Poor Harry!" Hermione and Ginny cried. Harry was getting annoyed of all the interruptions.)
"He came up to me and started persuading me more, when I declined he got more angry. And before I left he grabbed my right arm and gave me this." Harry lifted his right sleeve up.
"The Dark Mark!" All three cried.
Ginny and Hermione flung themselves on him. Harry was now wishing he only told Ron what happened.
"Why on the right?" Ron whispered.
Harry glanced at him and shrugged. Hermione had backed away, but Ginny was quietly sobbing in his chest.
"It's so small." "That's probably so no one sees it." Ginny whispered.
"That's what I thought too. He said that I'll be hearing from him, it better not be from the mark." Harry growled, glaring at the innocent but deadly tattoo on his arm.
"Harry, now I really think you should go to Dumbledore with this. This is serious and I really don't want a repeat of last year." Hermione said, she was afraid that Harry would get mad at her and say no...but he didn't.
"I guess I could tell him, I don't want to lose anybody anymore." Harry said. He gently pryed off the now silent Ginny and gave her a reassuring smile. Ginny smile back.
"Do you want us to come with you?"
"If you want. I can't tell you what will happen if Dumbledore doesn't tell me what I want to know. I just might end up trashing his office again." Harry said smiling.
"You shouldn't be too hard on him, Harry. After all, he's apologized and is trying to bring Sirius back." Hermione said.
When Ron scowled she elbowed him in the ribs.
"Ow." He cried glaring at her. Hermione's nose was held proudly in the air.
"You know I'm right."
"We know, and what would we do witout our brainiac Hermione." Ron teased.
Harry tensed and waited for the explosion. When none came he dared a glance in Hermione's direction. To his surprse she was blushing.
Harry raised an eyebrow and looked down at Ginny. She smiled and winked. Harry got more confused. That time Ginny laughed and shook her head, muttering something about 'boys'.
Harry wondered what exactly had been going on at Number 12 Grimmauld.
"Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny, to whom do I owe this pleasure?" Dumbledore smiled and waved a hand to the chairs that had appeared.
"Good morning, Professor." Ginny and Hermione said.
Dumbledore chuckled. "It's a bit after 1 o'clock girls, I think its afternoon."
"Oh, well good afternoon then." They said enthusiasticly. Harry and Ron shook their heads for what seems like the hundreth time that day.
"So what brings you four to my humble office?"
"For a visit, and to talk to you about something." Hermione said, before either of the others could open their mouth. Harry was definitely thinking something was wrong.
"Oh, alright, lemon drop?" Dumbledore asked and smilingly offered them the box. Th eteens shook their heads.
"Professor, Harry had a dream last night involving Voldemort." Hermione said again, Harry got pissed.
"Hermione, do that one more time and I'll do something very 'embarassing' (grrr....never can spell that word!), to you, like dying your hair black and putting grease on it." (Harry didn't notice that he just insulted a teacher in front of his Headmaster.) " Please don't talk for me or interrupt me, I do have my own mouth you know." Harry said, all the while glaring at her with a smirk on his lips, and a mischiveous gleam in his eyes. Hermione had reddened slightly, but was glaring back at him.
When Harry turned back to Dumbledore, he was staring at them in amusement.
"As Hermione said, Voldemort came to me and offered me a place in his Death Eaters ranks." Dumbledore looked thoughtful for a moment, "I think you should start fromt he beginning."
(Skipping, don't want to go throught it twice.)
Harry finished and wathed his Headmaster's expression.
"Harry you are an Occlumentist now, did you not clear your mind?" Dumbledore asked.
Harry looked at him. (Of course, nothing gets past Albus Dumbledore.) Harry thought. "Yes." He said out loud.
"Then how did Tom get past your shields?"
"Professor, we came to ask you that." Ginny said impatientlly.
"I do not know the answer to that, but if you want I can look into it. Now Harry you said he gave you the mark?"
Harry lifted his right sleeve up and put his arm up for better view.
"Professor do you know why its on the right?" Ron asked the question he had asked Harry.
"Tom marks the people he thinks are worthy of his attention on the right arm. That way he krowns where the ones bearing the right-hand Dark Mark are at all times."
"I don't want his attention, never did." Harry said angrily.
"It seems to me you have no choice." Dumbledore said. (Not much of a help is he?)
"Isn't there a way to take it off?" Hermione asked, mad at herself for no having the knowledge drilled into her.
"Only the caster of the spell can remove it." Dumbledore said sadly.
"That's just great! I'm stuck with this damn thing!" Harry said, furiously scratching the mark.
"Harry!" Ginny cried, forcing him to stop and look at his bloody hands.
"Sorry. I just can't bear to live with it here. I feel so dirty."
"I know how you feel, but you must not let it get to you. Be extra careful this year. It is going to be easy for him to get to you." Dumbeldore said, his face was wary, and the foursome got a glimpse of how tired he really was, before the mask was set firmly into place again.
"Professor did you have any luck with the spell for Sirius? Is there any way I can help?" Hermione asked. Harry stared at her. \Just what I was thinking\
"Not much I'm afraid. We have translated a part of an ancient spell we found, but it will be a while before we finish it and finally start to work. You will have to wait a little longer I'm afraid." Dumbledore said.
"If we can help, we will." Harry said getting up.
"Harry, I told you. I have enough help, please don't get involved." Dumbledore said, he was staring at Harry, pleading him. Harry sighed.
"Fine. But please if we can help, please call us. We want Sirius back more then any of you." Harry said. He was fighting the tears that were trying to leak.
\Now I cry! Couldn't cry before but now in front of people I start to cry!\
"Come on Harry! Snape is going to kill you and Hermione, and McGonagall is going to kill me when she finds out what we were doing all day. You'll excuse us from class today right sir?" Ron said staring at Professor Dumbledore. The man laughed.
"Yes, yes. Don't let Severus and Minerva catch you along the way." Dumbledore laughed at the scruntched up faces and stood up.
"Harry, I think this belongs to you." Harry turned back from the door and stood gaping at Dumbledore. In his headmaster's hand the Firebolt gleamed in all its glory.
"You got it?! Sir thank you! I thought Frog- uh I mean Umbridge destroyed it."
"No, I found it in Argus' office. He was beating third years with it one day while I was walking down the hall. An amusing sight if it hadn't been so serious."
"Thank you." Harry clutched his broom, with a wave the four student left.
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A/N :I hope this is long enough.... can't really tell. But it was 10 pages in my note book. I had to do something while I was in Creative Writing class. My teacher asked me what I was doing I just hid the note book away and said nothing, I think she may have gotten the wrong idea... but don't they always.... lol okay ttyl!
SHARDWING: HEY! Didn't speak to you in a long time! Where have you been all this time?!
SLYTHERIN ROGUE: Finally I get to thank you for replying!
FINI: The reason I skipped is because I wanted to get my first plot in so I decided just to skip a part of the summer. It's not that important anyway.
KRIS: You've gone crazy. LOL you know I'm just playing.... meet my BETA READER EVERYONE!
EMILY: Can you email me about the you know what? I've been busy and can't seem to get on the computer as much as I've been on before. As you can tell its almost been a month since I posted last.
ASH: Wow! Um... thanks I've been wondering to ask you this, do you think you can post your story on ff.net? Please I don't go to HP.com as much as I used to.
THANKS TO EVERYONE ELSE FOR REPLYING!
I've been kind of busy with school and everything. New teachers this sememster and new rules. I just threw them all in the garbage when I got them... hehe not much in keeping them... I swear my school has TOO MANY RULES!
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Chapter 8 "Retelling of the Dream"
"Hey Harry wake up!" Harry groggly looked up to see Ron peering into his face.
"What time is it?"
"Time for breakfast and you better hurry." Ron said, running around getting dressed.
"I'll be there in an hour." Harry said not paying attention to the words coming out of his mouth.
"Get up. You got Potions and I got Herbology. And if you're late you know Snape's going to have your head. Got to be extra careful this year, he'll want to find an excuse to kick you out of his class."
"Ugh, don't remind me. I can't believe McGonagall would do this to me." Harry grumbled as he finally dragged himself out of bed.
"What's all the commotion?" Neville said from the other bed.
"Nothing, you guys have to get up too." Ron said.
"Ugh, do we have to? I really like the warmth of my bed." Dean complained.
"Me too." Seamus groaned.
"You know the three of you have Potions right after breakfast. Neville and I both have Herbology." Ron said perfectly happy he didn't have to put up with Snape.
"It's not with Slytherin is it?" Harry asked suddenly. Ron turned to him, his face grim.
Harry nodded, that was what he had expected.
"I don't know why they put us with Slytherin, Dumbledore knows when Gryffindor and Slytherin work together is when Hell finally freezes over, so why is he always too eager to put us in the same class." Harry said.
"Especially Potions." Dean agreed. All Harry, Ron, Neville and Seamus nodded in confermation.
"Come on, there's no sense in wallowing in pity for Gryffindors, we'll get rid of Slytherin soon." Ron said. He seemed to have gained the most sense, when he usually's the one spaced out.
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"Ron I have to tell you something." Harry said as they picked up their stuff and opened the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"What is it?"
"Can we get Hermione and Ginny? I don't want to repeat myself." Harry said, sighing.
"Alright mate. They're down in the Hall."
"Harry, Ron!" Hermione yelled as she and Ginny ran up to them.
"Or they were." Ron said.
"Morning, sleep well?" The boys asked them.
"Well enough thanks." The girls answered.
Harry and Ron shook their heads. This was getting too weird. For the last six weeks of vacation they had unintentionally spoke at the same time the same words.
"Well come on, we don't have enough time, you two have got to eat and then Harry, we have to go to Potions." Hermione said.
"I'm not hungry, Ron?"
"No, not this time, I want to know what you have to tell us." Ron said.
"Tell us what Harry?" Ginny asked, looking back and forth between the guys. Harry sighed, its now or never.
"Follow me."
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Harry led them to the Room of Requirements and shut the door behind them. He muttered a locking charm just in case someone wanted to investigate why suddenly a door appeared out of nowhere.
"Last night I had a dream. It wasn't an ordinary dream either."
"Harry none of your dreams are ordinary. Was it about You-Know-Who?" Ron said.
"Yes but-"
"Harry you should tell Dumbledore right away." Hermione interrupted. Harry glared at her.
"As much as Dumbledore wants to make up for his mistakes I don't have to tell him everything that's happening."
"But if the dream is about Voldemort you should go tell him, the Dark Lord could be trying to enter your mind again." Hermione pushed.
"Enough, if you hear me out, then we'll decide what to do." Harry said, finality in his voice.
Hermione nodded in defeat.
Harry began, "Last night I cleared out my mind of all thoughts and climbed into bed. The next time I opened my mind I was in a dark place, which I later realized was the same cemetary I was in fourth year/ I was looking around when Voldemort showed up and started talking."
"What did he want?", Ginny asked.
"Probably to gloat that he got passed Harry's barrier," Ron answered. The three knew that Harry was a skilled Occlumentist, actually they were the only ones that knew.
"No, it was worse. He came to ask me to join him." Harry said. The three stared at him.
"Why would he do that?" Ron asked.
"Because he saw what I did to the Death Eaters over the summer. He tried to tell me what power I had in my control. How it wouldmake the Ministry cower at my feet. He asked me how it was being the most pwerful wizard, besides him of course, and no one still listening to me. He asked how would I feel getting revenge on everyone who ever hurt me. He said if I joined him, he would grant me all that and more. When I said no, he got a bit angry."
"Oh my." Ginny and Hermione said.
"He hit me with curses. One was worse then the Crustacious has ever been. He kept telling me to join him and I kept saying no. Every time I said no, a new curse would hit me, each stronger then the other. After a while he got tired. So did I, I didn't know how long I was going to last. He had blocked out my magic so I couldn't fight him." (The others gasped.)
"When I got enough breath, he started telling me that if I didn't join my friends and my family would all suffer and it would be my fault. When I asked if I joined him, how would I know if I could trust him not to hurt you he said I 'didn't and the only thing I have were his words as a wizard." (Ron let out a sound of disbelief, followed by Ginny.)
"I still refused and started to back away and run. I thought I was going to make it, but then I felt a bind curse hit me, (Poor Harry!" Hermione and Ginny cried. Harry was getting annoyed of all the interruptions.)
"He came up to me and started persuading me more, when I declined he got more angry. And before I left he grabbed my right arm and gave me this." Harry lifted his right sleeve up.
"The Dark Mark!" All three cried.
Ginny and Hermione flung themselves on him. Harry was now wishing he only told Ron what happened.
"Why on the right?" Ron whispered.
Harry glanced at him and shrugged. Hermione had backed away, but Ginny was quietly sobbing in his chest.
"It's so small." "That's probably so no one sees it." Ginny whispered.
"That's what I thought too. He said that I'll be hearing from him, it better not be from the mark." Harry growled, glaring at the innocent but deadly tattoo on his arm.
"Harry, now I really think you should go to Dumbledore with this. This is serious and I really don't want a repeat of last year." Hermione said, she was afraid that Harry would get mad at her and say no...but he didn't.
"I guess I could tell him, I don't want to lose anybody anymore." Harry said. He gently pryed off the now silent Ginny and gave her a reassuring smile. Ginny smile back.
"Do you want us to come with you?"
"If you want. I can't tell you what will happen if Dumbledore doesn't tell me what I want to know. I just might end up trashing his office again." Harry said smiling.
"You shouldn't be too hard on him, Harry. After all, he's apologized and is trying to bring Sirius back." Hermione said.
When Ron scowled she elbowed him in the ribs.
"Ow." He cried glaring at her. Hermione's nose was held proudly in the air.
"You know I'm right."
"We know, and what would we do witout our brainiac Hermione." Ron teased.
Harry tensed and waited for the explosion. When none came he dared a glance in Hermione's direction. To his surprse she was blushing.
Harry raised an eyebrow and looked down at Ginny. She smiled and winked. Harry got more confused. That time Ginny laughed and shook her head, muttering something about 'boys'.
Harry wondered what exactly had been going on at Number 12 Grimmauld.
"Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny, to whom do I owe this pleasure?" Dumbledore smiled and waved a hand to the chairs that had appeared.
"Good morning, Professor." Ginny and Hermione said.
Dumbledore chuckled. "It's a bit after 1 o'clock girls, I think its afternoon."
"Oh, well good afternoon then." They said enthusiasticly. Harry and Ron shook their heads for what seems like the hundreth time that day.
"So what brings you four to my humble office?"
"For a visit, and to talk to you about something." Hermione said, before either of the others could open their mouth. Harry was definitely thinking something was wrong.
"Oh, alright, lemon drop?" Dumbledore asked and smilingly offered them the box. Th eteens shook their heads.
"Professor, Harry had a dream last night involving Voldemort." Hermione said again, Harry got pissed.
"Hermione, do that one more time and I'll do something very 'embarassing' (grrr....never can spell that word!), to you, like dying your hair black and putting grease on it." (Harry didn't notice that he just insulted a teacher in front of his Headmaster.) " Please don't talk for me or interrupt me, I do have my own mouth you know." Harry said, all the while glaring at her with a smirk on his lips, and a mischiveous gleam in his eyes. Hermione had reddened slightly, but was glaring back at him.
When Harry turned back to Dumbledore, he was staring at them in amusement.
"As Hermione said, Voldemort came to me and offered me a place in his Death Eaters ranks." Dumbledore looked thoughtful for a moment, "I think you should start fromt he beginning."
(Skipping, don't want to go throught it twice.)
Harry finished and wathed his Headmaster's expression.
"Harry you are an Occlumentist now, did you not clear your mind?" Dumbledore asked.
Harry looked at him. (Of course, nothing gets past Albus Dumbledore.) Harry thought. "Yes." He said out loud.
"Then how did Tom get past your shields?"
"Professor, we came to ask you that." Ginny said impatientlly.
"I do not know the answer to that, but if you want I can look into it. Now Harry you said he gave you the mark?"
Harry lifted his right sleeve up and put his arm up for better view.
"Professor do you know why its on the right?" Ron asked the question he had asked Harry.
"Tom marks the people he thinks are worthy of his attention on the right arm. That way he krowns where the ones bearing the right-hand Dark Mark are at all times."
"I don't want his attention, never did." Harry said angrily.
"It seems to me you have no choice." Dumbledore said. (Not much of a help is he?)
"Isn't there a way to take it off?" Hermione asked, mad at herself for no having the knowledge drilled into her.
"Only the caster of the spell can remove it." Dumbledore said sadly.
"That's just great! I'm stuck with this damn thing!" Harry said, furiously scratching the mark.
"Harry!" Ginny cried, forcing him to stop and look at his bloody hands.
"Sorry. I just can't bear to live with it here. I feel so dirty."
"I know how you feel, but you must not let it get to you. Be extra careful this year. It is going to be easy for him to get to you." Dumbeldore said, his face was wary, and the foursome got a glimpse of how tired he really was, before the mask was set firmly into place again.
"Professor did you have any luck with the spell for Sirius? Is there any way I can help?" Hermione asked. Harry stared at her. \Just what I was thinking\
"Not much I'm afraid. We have translated a part of an ancient spell we found, but it will be a while before we finish it and finally start to work. You will have to wait a little longer I'm afraid." Dumbledore said.
"If we can help, we will." Harry said getting up.
"Harry, I told you. I have enough help, please don't get involved." Dumbledore said, he was staring at Harry, pleading him. Harry sighed.
"Fine. But please if we can help, please call us. We want Sirius back more then any of you." Harry said. He was fighting the tears that were trying to leak.
\Now I cry! Couldn't cry before but now in front of people I start to cry!\
"Come on Harry! Snape is going to kill you and Hermione, and McGonagall is going to kill me when she finds out what we were doing all day. You'll excuse us from class today right sir?" Ron said staring at Professor Dumbledore. The man laughed.
"Yes, yes. Don't let Severus and Minerva catch you along the way." Dumbledore laughed at the scruntched up faces and stood up.
"Harry, I think this belongs to you." Harry turned back from the door and stood gaping at Dumbledore. In his headmaster's hand the Firebolt gleamed in all its glory.
"You got it?! Sir thank you! I thought Frog- uh I mean Umbridge destroyed it."
"No, I found it in Argus' office. He was beating third years with it one day while I was walking down the hall. An amusing sight if it hadn't been so serious."
"Thank you." Harry clutched his broom, with a wave the four student left.
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A/N :I hope this is long enough.... can't really tell. But it was 10 pages in my note book. I had to do something while I was in Creative Writing class. My teacher asked me what I was doing I just hid the note book away and said nothing, I think she may have gotten the wrong idea... but don't they always.... lol okay ttyl!