Harry

I knocked softly on the door before going in. "Sirius?" I whispered.

"Harry, Harry! Come here. It better be important," My godfather called weakly and I fought back a wince.

Sirius had been seriously injured in a fight to save my life towards the end of my fifth term. I had thought him dead until Dumbledore had brought me to him right before sixth year term started. He was still rather weak, and from the way his voice sounded I knew he had pushed himself too hard today. He would have to stop that.

"It is Sirius," I assured him and showed him the picture. He smiled, and then looked confused. "I've seen that picture before. It's in your book, what so special about it?"

I pointed to Benji's mother, "Who is she?"

His eyes kind of glassed over, "She was the most wonderful woman in the world. Her name was Callie, Callie Calder. She was Lily's best friend." Then his face got dark, "She went to the Sates on vacation a month and a half after graduation. A few weeks later she sent we an owl saying she was engaged."

Maybe bringing Benji wasn't such a good idea. "Well Sirius, there's someone here. I want you to meet her," I began uneasily and then called for her to come in.

Benji walked in with a gust of air from outside that sent her black curls spinning from the breeze. Her tan skin almost made her look Hispanic and her dark eyes studied the floor shyly.

Sirius looked at me, "Who is she?"

She jerked her head up, "My name's Benji Arrington,"

He struggled to sit up in his bed. His incident had injured him greatly and he still had to stay in bed for a few more weeks. I quieted him and she came over to the bed. "Pleased to meet you Mr. Black,"

Sirius still looked confused, "Harry, she's very sweet. I'm glad you trust her enough to bring her here – but why?"

"Oh," she said and pointed to the picture of her mother, "That's Callie, she's my mom,"

Sirius' jaw dropped and a deep blush started in Benji's face.

I grinned, "Ok Padfoot, you need your rest. We'll be leaving now," Torturing him was a lot of fun, especially after what he'd put me through the summer before last. I'd thought he had died.

As we left the room Benji stopped and turned back, "I hope you get to feelin' better, Mr. Black,"

"Sweetheart, call me Sirius. I'm not old enough to be Mr. Black yet,"

She smiled her quirky little smile and nodded, saying, "Yes sir,"

When we got back to the common room, we were both exhausted. We picked up our photo albums and after tucking my copy of the picture back into place, I turned to her and grinned.

She gave me a strong hug, "Thank you for trusting me, Harry. I'll remember tonight forever," She whispered cryptically before starting up the stairs to the girls' dormitories.

When Benji and Harry had left Sirius stayed awake. "I ought to tell her, he thought. "She needs to know. She's been kept in the dark her entire life."