That night, Harry had a dream. Not like the ones he'd had before, about that familiar looking girl. It was different. He seemed to be seeing everything that had happened this year, so far. It's started out when Professor McGonagall had approached Harry about Sirius teaching DADA. Then Harry was in the Great Hall, when Sirius and the teachers-in-training were introduced. Next he was in Sirius' class, and then he was in the Charms classroom. Next he was in Dumbledore's office, in the meeting he'd had about his and Hailey's abilities. Suddenly, the faces of many different people, people that he cared about, were whirling around him, swimming in and out of focus. He saw his parents, the Weasleys, and Sirius. Then he saw Hailey. She appeared to be looking at him, with and odd determination in her eyes. Harry had a strange feeling that someone was trying to show him something. But what? And how?...

Harry's eyes snapped open. He wasn't scared, his scar wasn't burning. But he was awake. Harry got the feeling that Hailey was behind this dream. In the past two months of school, he had seen her enter people's thoughts many times and he knew that it required a lot of concentration. Harry decided he would check and see if Hailey was up to something. He carefully hopped out of bed and tiptoed towards the door, not wanting to wake anyone up. He stopped however, as he considered taking his invisibility cloak. He returned to his bed and opened his trunk. Inside, under the many different contents, was a silvery cloak. He wrapped it tightly around himself and left for the girls' dorm. He quietly pushed the door open and peered around the room. He spotted Hailey's bed and approached it. Lifting the hangings back a bit, he peeked inside, only to see Hailey sound asleep. He let out a sigh and closed the hangings around her bed, then went back to his own. He laid awake for some time, thinking about a whole jumble of things that had crossed his mind. He wanted to know the answers to so many things, but knew better than to expect the people he intended to ask to know the answers. In the end, he decided he'd ask Hailey about his dream the next morning. He gradually fell asleep, as his mind wandered to less frustrating thoughts.

The next morning came around and Harry was being violently shaken. "Harry! Wake Up! We're gonna be late!" Ron said. Harry grumbled into his pillow and rolled over. "Late? It's Saturday! What time is it?" Harry asked, "It's 10:00. And we're not late for anything, Hailey wanted me to get you up, 'cause she need's ask you something…" he trailed off, "Ask me what?" Harry asked as he tried to put both legs in the same pant hole. Ron raised his eyebrows at Harry's lazy dressing style, "I dunno… she didn't say…" After a short battle with his sweatshirt, Harry left his dorm. He went into the common room and saw Hailey sitting on the couch, talking happily with Hermione (Hermione had warmed back up to Hailey by now…). "Morning!" they said brightly when they saw Harry and Ron, "Ready to go down to breakfast" asked Hermione. They went down to breakfast only to see that most people were already finished, and were now out on the grounds or elsewhere in the school. As they took their seats Harry leant over and whispered to Hailey, "What did you want to ask me?" she looked at with seriousness written all over her face, "I'll tell you after breakfast… I have my reasons…" she added as she saw the look of impatience cross Harry face. Ron, Hailey, and Hermione noticed Harry as he kept glancing at the teacher's table where Professors Fobert and McGonagall were deep in conversation. However, Professor Fobert was constantly glancing in Harry's direction, as if she were trying to attract his attention. "Is something wrong?" asked Hermionie, breaking Harry's concentration, "Huh? Oh…umm…No." he replied as he snapped back to reality. After breakfast, they decided they would go outside to enjoy the nice fall weather. It was one of their last snow free days. "Oh! Hold on a minute! I'm just gonna run up stairs to get something. I'll be back in a sec!" said Hailey, and with that, she tore up the stairs towards Gryffindor Tower. No more than five minutes had passed, when she returned with a black leather book that looked very old and dusty. It had gold lettering on the front and the pages were beginning to yellow and curl at the edges. Harry could just make out the one word the went across the top. Potter. "What's that?" asked Ron, as Hailey approached the group, "Well… I sent a letter home to the family I'm staying with, just to say 'Hi' and when they replied, they sent along a package. In their letter they told me that they were going through some old boxes and they found this," she held up the book, "It's a Photo album. Of the entire Potter Family! They sent it to me, because they thought I might like to see it… and I wanted to show it to Harry, and you guys can see it too!" she said, as she danced on her tiptoes with excitement. Harry was just as excited, as were Ron and Hermionie. They went outside, onto the grounds and found a nice spot on the crisp green grass, under a large maple tree. Hailey placed a hand on the cover and whisked away the layer of dust the sat on top. She carefully placed her fingers along the opening of the book, careful not to tear any pages, and lifted the cover. The front page had a large crest of some sort and underneath was "The Potter Family." It also had a year, but the lettering was so worn out, that it was difficult to read. Hailey flipped the page and saw pictures of many witches and wizards. They were all waving and smiling up at her and Harry, who was watching over her shoulder. Harry felt a wave of joy and comfort wash over him as he watch his happy family. There were names under each picture, including the date they were born and the date they had died. "These people must have been our Great-great-great-great-great-great-great Grandparents or something! Look at the years!" said Hailey, astonished that her family went back so far. They continued to flip through the pages until they reached the more recent years, where they found pictures of their dad when he was a small boy, right up to when he had married their mother. There was one particular picture that Harry had seen before. It was the one of his parents wedding. The same one he had in the small photo album Hagrid had given him. However, Harry attention was directed towards another photo that had caught his eye. This was further proof for Harry that Hailey truly was his sister. It was a picture of Harry and Hailey, when they were both just under a year, sitting happily together on lush green grass, hugging a large fluffy teddy bear. Hailey saw the picture too, and pointed it out. She had the biggest grin on her face and seized the moment to pull her brother in to tight hug. Harry, having been kind of used to having a sister by now, was a bit embarrassed but nonetheless, hugged her back. When they separated, Hermione and Ron were smiling too. Hailey turned to the last page of pictures and said, "Oh look! There are still some empty spaces! We can fill them up with even more photos!" She closed the book and stood. Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed. "I'm gonna take this back up to my room, OK?" Hailey said, as she brushed the grass off her bottom, "Alright, we'll come too…" said Ron. As they entered the entrance hall, Hailey stopped abruptly. The others turned around to see what she was doing. She had gone completely rigid. She dropped the photo album to the floor with a loud thump, and fell to her knees. She clapped her hands over her ears and gripped her head tightly as she screamed in pain. All she heard, before slipping into darkness, were the terrified yells of her three closest friends. "Hailey?! Hailey!" yelled Harry, as he dropped down beside his sister, "Ron! Hermione! Go find Dumbledore or Sirius! Quickly!" he said hurriedly. Ron and Hermione rushed from the Entrance Hall and headed for the staff room. When they arrived Sirius was there...with Professor Mitchell. "Sirius! Sirius!" they said, as they panicked in the doorway, "What? What is it?!" Sirius replied, seeing the worried looks on their faces. Hermione explained. Sirius went pale, "Where is sh-" he began, but he was cut off by a rather calm Professor Mitchell, "I'm sure she's fine Sirius. It sounds to me like she has nothing more than a headache!" she said airily. Sirius turned on her, "That is my Grand-daughter!" he almost screamed, "If she or Harry are not well, I will be at their side until I see fit!" He told Ron and Hermione to lead the way, leaving a slightly embarrassed Professor Mitchell to ponder her actions... However, when she knew that Sirius, Ron, and Hermione were out of earshot, she laughed to herself as her facial expression went from flustered to complete enjoyment...