For what seemed like the next hour and a half Sarah tried her best to answer all of the headmasters questions, Her full name: Sarah Alexandra McKenzie, Where she lived: 653 Howlette Dr. Hamilton, even seemingly pointless questions like her favourite colour to which she replied: Red of course! Sarah remained calm, or as calm as she could be considering the circumstances, but every question before seemed like just a warm up when Dumbledore cornered her with the final one.

"Ms. McKenzie" He stated, regarding her with an almost curious look "Do you realize that you bear a remarkable resembalance to Sirius Black?" Sarah could only stare. Albus Dumbledore had just told her that she looked like a DEAD MAN???? "Umm...Professor?" She stammered

"What do you mean?"

" I belive that due to your strange appearance in our world that, and I am asking you to be honest, could you be related to him in any way?" Sarah let out her breath, at least he wasn't implying that she looked dead but then it dawned on her.

"No, " she said "No. no. NO! Are you nuts? I am not related to the LATE Sirius black. No way, No how, never." She satred down at the starchy bedsheet and prayed that he answer would be enough to convice him but apparantly Sarahs prayers were not meant to be answered.

"Why?" he questioned

" Because!!!" She exclaimed "If I'm related to Sirius black that would mean he is either my Uncle, And that can't be, we have baby photos. Of my..." She trailed off "My father...but that couldn't be. That would mean that he lied to me, and my father would never lie to me..." She spoke in such an earnest way and with such conviction that it had left no room for the headmaster to argue. As a lingering silence streached on Sarah began to realize why Harry had always admired this man. For all the damage the years had done, all the wrinkles and the silver hair, his eyes still held the spark which undoubtedly had originated as a young man. The same spark which had lasted through all those years and all those trials still seemed strong in the blue eyes which examined Sarah even now. In a deep corner of her mind Sarah would always remember this moment and would treasure it as a beakon of hope in her darkest hours. Dumbledore abruptly stood, breaking the silence as the bed creaked and he streched, still clutching the book.

"You don't mind if I read this?" He asked her. Sarah, still in shock from her discoveries could only shake her head dumbly "Good." he said "You should get some sleep, We'll talk more tomorrow. Goodnight!" He called walking out of the room.

"Wait!" Sarah called out to hids retreating form "When am I going to get out of here?"
Dumbledore called over his shoulder, not looking back "When I decide what to do with you!" And with that strode out of the door and out of sight. Sarah just sat in the bed, completely expecting someone to jump out at her and shout 'April Fools!' but instaed she was just met with the sounds of a normal hospital, carts being rolled down the halls, nurses gabbing about their late hours the only way that one would be able to tell it was a hospital was if you stuck your head out the door, there you would find a sign reading: ST. MUNGOS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR PATIENT TO PATIENT RELATED INJURIES, ALL COMPLAINTS ABOUT WEREWOLF BITES, JINXING SIDE EFFECTS AND CARM BACKFIRINGS WILL NEED TO BE PLACED AT THE FRONT DESK. Pushing her chustnut hair behind her ear Sarah pulled her knees up to her chin and hugged her arms around her legs Why me? she thought glumly I'm nothing special...ok so I kind of did just travel through space and time but nothing else! Maybe the thing from the wizard of oz works here too? Sarah gave her heeld an experimental click and held her breath...nothing. maybe getting back home required a little more than ruby slippers and unlike Dorothy there was no one Sarah could count as friends. She would have to rely on her self. Damn. she thought as her head hit the pillow What I wouldn't give for someone to talk to... And with the sounds of nurses chatting in the background Sarah fell into a deep sleep. Just what one needs after switching dimensions, a good long sleep.
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Light flooded into Sarahs small hospital room bathing her in white light. Her dark hair was spread ou over the crisp white pillow in tendrels and she groaned as she slowly made her way into the land of the living. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes she made her way into the tiny bathroom that was joined to the room, as Sarah looked at her reflection she discovered that during the night her eyeliner had smudged an her lipgloss had faded considerably. She quickly went and got her bag, heaving it up onto the counter by the sink and dove in for her make up. She washed her face and quickly redid her makeup. As she was brushing the knots out of her hair she heard a knock at the door and she called for whoever it was to come in. Sarah walked into the room and sat on the bed as Dumbledore and two other people entered.One , A stern looking woman in dark green robes, whom Sarah perceived as Professor McGonagall was carrying the sorting hat and the other was a man with oily black hair and a slightly crooked nose...it was professor Snape! Snape gave Sarah a rather dirty look but apparantly felt that he didn't need to comment.

"Sarah," Dumbledore began "This, as you may already realize is Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape. They are here to escort you to Hogwarts after you have been sorted. Also," He added "They will be tutoring you so you will be up to date on all subjects. I belive that you are a quick learner so you shouldn't have much trouble, I will unfortunatly not be able to tutor you myself due to..." he gave her a heavy look "Circumstances beyond my control. However I have the utmost faith in these two and wish you well." And with that he left the room.
The sorting ceremony was fairly uneventful, Sarah was sorted into Gryffindor (much to her delight) And Snape had given a fairly typical responce, he sneered.

"Now Sarah," Professor McGonagall said "If you would pack up your things we have a lot to do before you are able to start at Hogwarts" Sarah nodded, understanding. What little she knew of that world she had read from books and what good would that do her when she was trapped there? As she packed up her meager possessions and left the security of her room it really hit her how real this was. They walked down the corridors, passing other people on their way. Sarah couldn't help but notice how calm they seemed, didn't they know they could do the impossible?

The three of them came to a set of double doors, the exit. Sarah took a deep breath and stepped into the fresh morning light. Into the unknown.