Sirius arrived in the Entrance Hall and assumed Harry's spot beside Hailey. Sirius placed his hand on Hailey's back in a comforting way, "Hailey? What's wrong?" he asked, hoping she would answer. "S-Sirius?" Hailey said in no more than a whisper. She had come round and was trying to roll over. She tried to sit up but Sirius stopped her, "Hailey! What happened?" he asked, Hailey sat for a moment, while she tried to remember. "I-I don't know... I just, all of a sudden got this terrible pain in my head... and then it sounded like a banshee was screaming, right in my ears!" she raised a shaking hand and wiped the cold sweat off her forehead. Sirius stared at his goddaughter, as he tried to put it all together. "Hmmm… well, if truth be told, I honestly don't know what that was all about... How are you feeling now? Good enough to walk?" Sirius asked, concern evident in his voice. Hailey nodded and slowly began to get up. Sirius and Harry gripped her under the arms as she swayed on the spot. "I think maybe she should go up to the Hospital Wing..." Harry suggested, as he helped his sister balance on her own two feet. Before they left for the Hospital, Hermione took the liberty of picking up the photo album that Hailey had dropped. The matron checked Hailey, but she insisted, as usual, that she stay a bit longer just to make sure that everything was still in working order. Hailey sat on the hospital bed in silence, as she stared off into space. "Umm, Hailey?" asked Hermione quietly, "You dropped this..." she handed Hailey the Potter Family photo album. Hailey smiled at Hermione gratefully, as she opened the book to look at the pictures a second time. Just then, Dumbledore entered the Hospital Wing. Sirius stood to greet him and to try and explain what had happened. Dumbledore raised a hand, "No need to worry Sirius, she's in good hands." Sirius nodded, then narrowed his eyes and stared at Dumbledore, "How did you know we were here?" he asked, eyeing him suspiciously. Dumbledore turned to face Hailey. He gave her a wink, and answered Sirius' question, "Hailey told me." he said simply, Sirius had a politely bewildered look on his face, and then it clicked. "Oooh..." he said, and he left it at that. Dumbledore asked Sirius if he could have a quick word with him outside. They left, leaving Harry, Hailey, Ron, and Hermione alone. "I don't get it..." said Ron, breaking the silence, "How did you tell Dumbledore? You were out cold!" Hailey shifted in her seat, and Hermione snapped back to reality. Harry looked at Hailey and then at Hermione. Ron as the only one who didn't know, or he was the only one who hadn't pieced it together yet . "Uh... Umm... I'm a bit tired. I think I'll go back up to Gryffindor Tower..." Hailey said, trying to change the subject, "Oh no you don't!" Madame Pomfrey said, as she bustled towards them. She forced Hailey to sit back down, checked her temperature, and went back to minding her own business. "Well? How did you tell him? I don't get it!" Ron said. He was becoming a bit annoyed and impatient with the fact that no one would answer his question. "Umm, Ron? How 'bout I explain it a bit later... You know, when no one else will over-hear..." she jerked her thumb over her shoulder at Madame Pomfrey and stared hopefully at Ron. She gave him her puppy dog eyes, and Ron gave in. "Alright... promise?" he raised his eyebrows at her and stuck out his hand, "I promise!" said Hailey, and she shook Ron's hand to seal the deal...
That night in the common room, Hailey was trying her hardest to avoid Ron and was doing a pretty good job of it; even though she had made him a deal that she would tell him her secret. Whenever he caught her eye she would look away and busy herself with something else. Or if he approached her, to try and ask her a question, she'd look hopefully at Harry and Hermione, and soon enough, they would come to her rescue. It was nearing 12 o'clock, and the common room was becoming void of any students. Besides the four of them, only Fred, George, Angelina, and Alicia were left. They were discussing Quidditch tactics in the far corner, when they too decided to head upstairs for bed. Making a move, Hailey jumped up and headed for the stairs, "I'm gonna go to bed. See you all in the morning!" she said quickly, as she made to leave. But he was too fast. He blocked her way to the stairs and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't get passed. It was no use trying to avoid him anymore. She might as well just tell him. Hailey sighed and drooped her shoulders. She hung her head as she spoke, "Alright, alright. I'll tell you..." Ron looked pleased, "Well, you promised! And besides, from the looks of it, I seem to be the only one who doesn't know. Am I right?" he asked with an edge to his voice and a lopsided grin. Hailey nodded. "I see." was all he said. "I know I should have told you... It's just, Harry found out, because Dumbledore told him. And Hermione figured it out on her own..." she trailed off. She felt kind of bad for leaving Ron out but, she didn't want to tell if she didn't have to. "It's alright, I understand... So, what is it then?" he asked, definitely not hiding his curiosity, "Well, I'll tell you under one condition...You are not to tell a single soul!" she demanded, Ron nodded and he gave her the scouts honor. "OK. You see, I have the ability to-" she cut her self off, and spun around. "What is it?" asked Hermione, "I heard-...I dunno...I've got a strange feeling about something..." she took light steps towards the corner and lunged her hands into a basket. She returned with... Crookshanks. She had the cat by the scruff of the neck, and looked a bit disgruntled, as did the cat. "Oh! There you are! My 'ickle Crookshanks!" Hermione said in a mock baby voice. She took the cat from Hailey. "You seem kinda jumpy lately, Hail... What's up?" Harry asked, "It's nothing..." sh said and she took a seat by the fire. "Come and sit down Ron, and I'll tell you the rest." Ron went over to her and sat in the armchair across from her. "As I was saying, I have the ability to, well, do things with my mind." Ron's eyes widened, "Telepathy?" he asked her, "Well, yeah...phew! This was easier than I thought!" she said, relieved that she wouldn't have to explain. But as she caught sight of Ron, she knew he was itching to ask questions. "Please, Ron. No questions tonight. I'm awfully tired." she pleaded with him. He could tell she wasn't in the mood to answer questions, so he simply nodded and left it at that.
Hailey woke bright and early the next morning. She made her way down stairs to the common room, only to find that no one had woken up yet. She glanced at her watch. "6:00...hmph..." she muttered to herself. She decided that she would go down to breakfast around 7:00. While she waited, she sat in her favorite spot by the fire and occupied herself with a deck of muggle playing cards. She wasn't really paying attention to what she was doing, though. Her mind was more occupied with thoughts about the previous night. It seemed to be bugging her. She had even had a brief dream about the happening in the Entrance hall. When 7:00 came round, she put her cards away and left for breakfast. When she arrived in the Great Hall, it was nearly deserted, except for a few students, here and there. As her eyes wandered through the Hall, she saw Sirius sitting at the teachers' table, reading a copy of the Daily Prophet and sipping his juice. She walked up to him, "Good morning!" she said merrily. Sirius lowered his paper and beamed down at her. he was pleased to see that she was in such a good mood. "Good morning Hailey! How're you feeling?" he asked her, as he tried and failed to stifle a yawn. Hailey smiled and said, "I'm fine!" They sat and talked about tomorrows lesson. After half an hour Harry, Ron, and Hermione entered the Hall. Hailey said bye to Sirius, and went over to see them. As they say at the Gryffindor table the discussed a number of pranks that Fred and George had informed Harry and Ron about, for the next Friday was Halloween, and that was when they intended to put their plans into action.