After Dumbledore had said this, the four of them went to the Hospital Wing. Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Ron and Hermione.
"Dumbledore, what about this – this dog?" Madame Pomfrey asked.
"He is allowed to stay, and he is quite trained. I would like you to give Harry a sleeping potion; Calleigh may have one if she wishes it," Dumbledore said. "Please, don't ask them questions, at least not tonight."
They were relieved at that, as they climbed into bed. When Madame Pomfrey had offered her the potion, Calleigh kindly declined. She enjoyed her dreams, nightmares and all. Slowlys they drifted lazily into sleep.
Calleigh woke up suddenly when they heard Fudge and Professor McGonagall's voices echoing down the hall. The strength in his voice gave her a start and caused Sirius to comfort her, nuzzling her hand. Snape was close at their heels and seemed just as angry.
When they came in Harry had been wide awake as well. Calleigh tried not to pay any attention to what was going on. Bad memories flooded her mind and she just wanted it to stop. Soon it did, and Dumbledore ordered various people around. He had told them to contact various people, people he trusted to believe him.
"And now, it is time for two of our number to recognize each other for what they are. Sirius… if you could resume your usual form," Dumbledore said wearily.
The big black dog an instant turned back into a man. He looked at Dumbledore and looked upon Calleigh and Harry.
Mrs. Weasley had shrieked and Snape seemed to explode. They were next to forced to shake hands and agree. Mrs. Weasley still looked quite shocked
"I have work for each of you. Sirius contact the old crowd, and lay low at Lupin's for awhile. I can contact you there," he said exasperating.
"No! He can't leave yet!" Calleigh protested.
"I will be alright. I always keep my promises, remember?" Sirius said gently.
"This is different. Voldemort is back and you are in more danger then ever!" Calleigh said near tears. She turned to Dumbledore. "It is selfish, I know. But please, can't he stay just until morning. Please…"
"Calleigh, I am afraid this must be done immediately. It is an urgency that I know you understand," Dumbledore sighed, looking torn.
"I will be alright, I promise," Sirius said smiling down upon his daughter.
"Okay. I want you to have this back though. A small reminder," she said, tears falling down her cheeks. "I will hold you to your promise."
As he turned back into the big black dog, Calleigh slowly climbed back into the bed that she had been occupying. Dumbledore had said something to Snape, but she didn't care to listen. Once again, she missed a perfectly good chance to be with her father because of reasons beyond her control.
Soon, Harry drifted back into his dreamless sleep after taking the rest of his potion. Mrs. Weasley looked upon her kindly; like she had seen her parents do many times before in memories.
"Calleigh, he will be back. He has always come back," Hermione said reassuringly.
"Yeah, I know. But, it was just too soon." Calleigh murmured.
"Excuse me, but am I missing something about Sirius Black?" Mrs. Weasley snapped.
"He is Harry's godfather, and my father," Calleigh sighed.
Mrs. Weasley didn't say anything but gave the others a look that said they should leave Calleigh alone until the morning. She closed the screens and wanted to be happy, so went to one of her favorite memories. Harry and she had been about a year old and were playing in front of a fire, and their parents were talking.
The last days of school passed slowly and Calleigh and Harry kept mostly to themselves. Harry didn't feel like talking about what happened and Calleigh felt guilty for not telling Harry her secret. She hated herself and was scared.
But the day soon came that they all got on the train. The four of them and Fred and George had hexed Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle which proved to be good entertainment. After Ron and Hermione had left, Harry gave his winnings to Fred and George.
Once those two had left, Calleigh asked Harry to wait.
"Harry," she said, waiting for him to turn around.
Once he did, she swept him up in a slow kiss, before rushing off the train with her trunk. She waited for Harry outside of the barrier by the Dursleys who gave her a disgusting look. Harry soon appeared with all of his things.
"Calleigh, I – um, see you over the summer," Harry called as he got into his Aunt and Uncle's car.
As they drove away, she sighed, waiting for her taxi to come. She hated her life. She never got anything she wanted, not completely at least.