Author's note: Please be aware that I own ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, everything, except my character OC(S) I place here, belongs to the wonderful Lady J.K. Rowling. THIS IS A TRIAL RUN! I would very much like to hear your thoughts. I was originally never going to upload this fiction, however, I know it was something I was looking forward to sharing. This is a Sirius Black/OC, maybe Severus Snape/OC, Fanfiction. So, welcome back, readers! I hope you enjoy this one as much as you have the first 2 Harry Potter stories! :) Do enjoy, this is the Harry Potter Era, so it's going to be a bit. Keep your heads up. Enjoy!

*Welcome back, readers! I hope you enjoy this one as much as you have the first one! :) Okay, I have a feeling in the first chapters some people may have gotten someone confused with another person, McClaggen is not the same as 'McLaggen' from HP that had the crazy eyes for Hermione in 6. So, don't freak out or think his future descendant went off the deep end of sanity LMAO. I know I should have put that clarification in there earlier, but I just now realized that XD. ENJOY THE CHAPTER!

Update: 12/2021

Chapter 10

It had taken Sage a few hours to get out of the school. First was because Poppy hadn't left her side, the second, Albus had come to see her and collected his robe, a robe she had told him she'd replace considering her blood stained the fabric, fabric she knew blood had very little likelihood of coming out of. All because her mother's dress had been made of the same material. They'd been forced to burn the dress because it had been drenched in her mothers' blood. But at the moment she had a hungry and dirty person in deep need of food, a bath, and a toothbrush. Mainly food. The few things for hygiene she was currently bringing him was just an extra thought she assumed he may like. Then again, she seriously overestimated her tiny body and underestimated the large bag she had currently sliding over her back… And currently dragging behind her. Unfortunately, as soon as she'd attempted to walk down the tunnel the bag slipped under her and swept her short Fox legs up, causing her to yip with slight shock as she slid down the tunnel. Sadly, to her embarrassment, it hadn't ended there. Instead of thinking to turn back into a human, Sage's tiny fox legs were wiggling in the air trying to get herself out of the bag's loops.

Sirius couldn't help his dog-like laughter as he watched. It was like he was hearing the famous words "Help! I'm a turtle and I can't get up!" The thought had him almost rolling.

Irritated at the dog-like laughter she was hearing, Sage yipped at him, "You jerk! Stop laughing at me and help me!"

"Turn into a human then," He playfully yipped at her as he walked over, nosed her front arms out of the bag's loop, and gently grabbed ahold of her tail as he eased her off the bag. Shifting back into his human nature he grinned at her tiny body. "Sage?"

Sitting on her butt with a huff, Sage tilted her head with curiosity as she looked up to the now human Sirius and nodded.

He couldn't help it, his hand had moved all it's own and gently petted the top of Sage's small Fox head, she was so adorable he hadn't realized he was even doing it. Her long ears were so soft. That was until he took notice of her glare and twitching eye, "Sorry,"

Transforming back into her human form, she sighed and handed him the bag. "Food, water, some clean clothes, and because I assumed you'd like it, a toothbrush. As well as a blanket for warmth." She muttered, a small blush on her cheeks.

Smiling at her kindness, Sirius felt a part of his return to him. Something he'd lost when he'd lost Lily and James, worse when Remus had left him to the torture of the authorities. "Are you sure you aren't related to Lily?"

"Positive..." She clarified.

"You have no idea who I'm speaking of, do you?" He questioned with a grin.

Sighing she rested against the rough bark of the tree's tunnel, "Harry's mother, and I assure you, I am in no way related to Petunia nor Lily. And you were right, I'm not even related to Harry."

"Then who are you?" He asked again as he ate the bread and cheese she'd brought him. The water was like sweet wine to him. He'd forgotten what fresh food and water had tasted like. This woman had to be some kind of angel. She had even brought him a blanket and hygiene things and clothing.

"I am Minerva's descendant. I don't see any point in lying to you. To the point of things, I really like the idea of not being torn into." she admitted.

Her words had Sirius coughing, although, it could have been from him eating too much too fast and getting caught in his throat painfully. Feeling her pat his back as the clumped food finally went down, he coughed.

"Take it easy," She soothed, handing him the magically refilled container of water.

Taking the moment to regather himself from the episode, Sirius sighed at the warmth of her hand against his back gave him. He'd been cold for years. His skin had been clammy and cold only days after he'd been locked up.

"To answer a few unasked questions, and before you take another bite, let me get this out of the way. I was born 300 years in the future. Yes, just take it in and believe it, I have no more proof, it's all gone, none of it exists anymore but it's true. My name is exactly what you said it was but I'm not her child, not even her grandchild." And from there she quickly explained a few things. Even describing a few things from his family home. Even his mother's screaming portrait and a few things about himself that she'd gotten from his brother. "Trust me, he's a talker when he likes you… He hated Al, those two could go at it all day if you'd let them."

"But yet he liked you?" Sirius questioned with a small grin.

Smiling at his words that sounded so questionable, Sage almost laughed. "Of course, I let him talk… He loved you, you know. In the end, he really died trying to save you from having to face him." She said softly. The environment had turned into a heavy coat of cold reality. "He regretted not choosing you, Sirius."

Sighing sadly, Sirius's head hung with sorrow, "I know he loved me, I loved him too. But I was the eldest, and I didn't guard him. I left, and I left him there in that place with them." He said softly. With his appetite gone, Sirius moved for the clean clothes and without thought, began to remove his shirt to clean the grime from his skin.

Her face burned with a blush at him, he was removing his clothes right in front of her. She knew she should close her eyes, but she couldn't look away. The tattoos that littered his body from his time in Azkaban stunned her. After Voldemort had taken control he'd destroyed the Prison, releasing all his followers and killing any who refused him. However, that had been little to none who'd refused his offer. All she had to go off of were old newspaper clippings of the breakout then the destruction of the remote Prison.

Finally, able to look away, she moved from her place she'd taken next to him and turned her back to him, an attempt to hide her embarrassment for looking. Even when he was skin and bones and dirty beyond belief, he was still, somehow, charming, it was probably his devotion to his Godson. The way he'd spoken about James and Lily and his brother. Clearing her throat, she pulled her fall robe over her shoulders tightly. "I, um, I should be going. Just don't try sneaking into the Castle again, okay. It's not safe."

"I cannot leave Harry in there with Pettigrew, that Rat will be caught, and I will be rid of him." Sirius snapped. He hadn't taken notice of her embarrassment as he looked at the nasty cleaning cloths that he'd cleaned his upper body with thus far and the now clean pair of clothing he wore.

Confused, she looked over her shoulder to him. Now he had her attention, "Pettigrew?"

Snidely puffing at her question Sirius shook his head, "I thought you were from the future, future 300." Sirius couldn't help it. The words left him like a rude remark. He'd soon learn to regret it.

Turning to face him full force, Sage huffed at his rudeness. "Just because I'm from the future, Sirius Black, does not mean I know everything! I had very little knowledge about coming back here, aside from the journal I had, which is now erased of that future, meaning my presents here in this time has changed everything! I know just as much of what will happen tomorrow as you do! And even less about the past. Records were non-existent in my time… I'll bring you food, the canteen is magically refilled when it gets empty. You'll have fresh water while in hiding and the blanket should keep you warm even during Winter if you find yourself having to hide that long. However, I'd suggest you not attempt to re-enter the school just yet. You're attempting to enter the Dorms have everyone on the lookout, that Dementor inside the building was likely there for you, then it found me. And if you want to know why it came for me and ignored you, I'll give you a simple answer. A dementor goes after a soul who's seen devastation and torture in their lives, a real terror that very few people may believe in. You may be an escapee, Sirius Black, but dementors are cold, cruel, and simple-minded when it comes to tortured souls. They don't care if you're guilty or innocent. They will attack you. Goodnight." And with that she'd swiftly dashed up and out of the Whomping Willow, rushing back to the school. The run was lovely. It was relaxing and calming. Finally, back in her room, Sage rested against her door sadly. She regretted snapping at Sirius as she had. But his snide remark had gotten to her, like a burn to fresh scars. She barely slept that night or the many nights after that.

As Fall turned to Winter, Draco found himself being tormented by Dagny and the rest of Slytherin House, or at least those who used to follow behind him the previous two years. Draco's arm was not only aching from the weather's coldness, but his wound had also healed into a scar from when Dagny had shoved Draco into Harry and Buck Beak at the start of school. Buck Beak had been startled and frightened, causing him to rear up and his front Talen had caught Draco's arm, though he'd been happy it hadn't been his face. Dagny had claimed that the Hippogriff had attacked out of the pure will and Buck Beak had been sentenced to death at his Trial. Sage had not been happy about the situation in the least! But none of the Professors had witnessed the encounter. Hagrid, to his breaking heart, had turned his back for only a few minutes only to return to the scene.

The boy was a pain and a menace. Dagny had been given detention after slugging Draco a vicious left hook. The bruised and busted lip had not been the last of it. The boy was so violent towards Draco that Sage had begged Albus to do something, even Snape was trying to figure out how to help Draco. Harry had even gotten into a fight or two with the older Malfoy boy. Even after he'd cornered Hermione in the halls. The girl had been so frightened Draco had pounced on his half-brother. The damage both boys had done to the other had nearly been cause for expulsion.

To this extent, Lucius had been summoned to the school with his wife to find a way to remedy this issue. Sage and the others had offered Draco be moved to his own room or at least allowed to room in a different house. However, that would require a whole new arrangement. "Change houses! You can't change a student's house!"

"No. To my knowledge, once you are sorted you cannot be re-sorted. However, we could always request the Sorting Hat's opinion." Albus stated. Resting back in his seat.

"Dagny is violent, only towards Draco to our knowledge, the only reason he's lashed out towards the other's is to get a rise out of your youngest, Lucius. And I'd like to know why. I can agree that all of us teachers would like to avoid the option of Expulsion." Snape said plainly.

"Expulsions!" Lucius sneered towards Snape. He was infuriated! His son, expelled from Hogwarts!? "This is preposterous!"

Having enough of Lucius, Albus stood from his seat, "With Dagny constantly getting in fights with Draco we can only give the boys so many detentions before we are forced to expel that student or students. Dagny is a very bright young man Lucius Malfoy. However, he needs mental stability! Something he does not have with Draco near him in the Dorms. These fights occur mainly in the Slytherin Common-Room. Draco is in constant term-oil and trouble as well as ending up being the injured party with Dagny near him, both boys always get into fights and I can tell you this, it is not Draco's doing in these fights starting, but once!" Albus snapped. His sudden anger had Lucius's arrogant self resting back in his chair, wide eyes at being shouted at by the Headmaster. His previous Headmaster when he'd once attended School.

"Yes, well. Wha-What would you suggest?" he stuttered.

"We ask the Sorting Hat," Narcissa said. "It's the only thing Albus can think of Dear. We should trust in the Headmaster to know what is best for our sons while away at school." She gently said.

"Away at school?" Lucius said with anger towards his wife. Turning to look at his wife's eyes he huffed with anger, "You handed custody of my son, our youngest son, over to a Potter! The only son you are concerned about, woman, is your own!" He snapped. Standing from his chair Lucius took in a deep breath as he turned his angry eyes towards Albus and Snape. "Fine. Ask the damn Hat. However, I'll have no part in this. In truth, I think Draco should take it like a man. It's the only way he'll ever get stronger!" Lucius stated before turning on his heels and walking towards the door, "I'll see you at home… Wife." His words were cold and sharp.

Completely disbelieving Lucian's behavior towards his wife, Sage looked at the softly trembling woman. But she had guts, Sage would give her that. "Narcissa -"

Raising her hand to silence the few trying to speak to her with worry, she shook her head sadly as she stood and took in a calming breath. "No, don't Sage. Severus, close that mouth of yours. Professor Dumbledore, I will leave the care of Draco in Sage's hands. I trust you will make the right decisions. Have a lovely night." She said softly and followed after her fleeing husband.

"Well… That was a disaster." Sage huffed.

"Actuality, that was much better than I thought it would have been," Albus admitted sadly, sitting back in his seat he looked to Sage as she stared off in the direction Narcissa had left in. She was filled with fear for the woman. "Severus gathers the Sorting Hat. We shall ask for his advice." He sighed softly.

However, as they'd explained the situation to the Sorting Hat. His 'hm's' and 'oh's'. Glancing at the redhead he smirked. "I can fix this Dorm problem. However, I ask one thing of you."

Sharing a curious and confused glance with one another the Professors looked back to the Sorting Hat, waiting for him to continue. "Allow me to see you, your mind, what house you'd have been in. I've been cheated on your mind, Witch. Your time has vanished. However, you are not truly a part of this time either. In this, we surely have a bit of a problem."

"You wish to sort an adult?" Snape questioned.

"But you're saying you can solve the Dorm issue if I let you, correct?" Sage was ignoring Snape and Albus as they tried speaking with the Hat and her. They were non-existent to her ears as the Hat nodded to her. "Done, just help Draco."

"Then sit, and someone, fetch me the boy." The Hat demanded, nodding to the seat and glancing at Severus whose brow rose with curiosity, sharing a glance with the Headmaster. Getting the nod from Albus, Severus sighed and headed to gather Draco. It was late as it was, and this couldn't have waited until morning?

Sitting in Narcissa's previous seat, Sage took a breath as Albus gently rested the Hat on top of her head and they waited as the Hat calculated. His hm's and Oh's had them wanting to chew their nails!

The Hat carried on his thinking for a few more minutes. "I cannot decide. For the first time, I am at an impasse. I cannot say if you are Hufflepuff or Gryffindor. You have me stumped my dear. However, your honesty to not lie to those you wish to trust has me wanting to lean towards Hufflepuff, though with the Lion standing beside the Badger I cannot see what is more a common trait. Both are equal." He said, his tone was deep in thought as he searched her. "Your future was dark, bravery was a factor forced into your soul, but courage was born into your heart. You are loyal, daring, brave, and kind, committed to your duty which was forced onto your soft heart. But I see twist upon twist in your new future. Two heartbeats, the same soul but different lives, this life, and a new path. Fate shall surely be playing with you, Sage McGonagall."

Confused, Albus sat against his table before the Hat and Sage, "How so?"

"She was not born of this time. Her history has now become her doom. But her doom shall give her a time to be a part of. Her soul shall repeat thrice, as the Time Keeper's punishment, Albus Dumbledore. With different eyes though she may have, but our sweet Sage she shall remain. Though we shall unfortunately not remember her in the next life we see her in. For when Death claims her, we too shall revers."

"Repeat thrice?" Sage was confused. How would her soul loop thrice?

"This soul and adventure are your first, now it is no more, this time now has been made into your travel, a chariot towards a life you have yet to have. However, I warn, if you fail it shall be the fall of everything you've tried so hard to accomplish and thrice shall never happen, we shall fall into a world of darkness."

Now terrified and curious, Albus took in a deep breath of worry, "And if she succeeds?"

"Therein lies the thrice, my friend. If she succeeds, Fate shall set in stone a time for her to claim as her own. And what a life it shall be. I look forward to seeing you again my dear. But I shall say this, and try to remember this, I do hate to repeat myself. With bright blue eyes and emerald skies, your boys shall once more be yours to hold, but be warned, you must fight to keep what's yours." He said softly before turning his attention towards the door. He and Albus watched Severus walk in with a half-asleep Draco in front of him. "Boy! Wake up, I need your alertness, take a seat." The Hat snapped.

Being snapped at, Draco's head shot up straight and looked around the office, "What-what? What's going on?" he yawed. He grew more confused as his eyes found the Sorting Hat being lifted off Sage's red hair. 'What the heck?'

"Draco, please, sit," Albus said calmly to the boy as Sage moved from the chair, sitting in the next available seat. The Sorting Hat's words worried her. Would she fail in saving Harry?

In truth, all she had to accomplish was keeping the boy alive past his fourth year, and after that if she had to. But the knotting in her stomach had continued to knot as the Hat's words echoed through her mind. 'Bright blue eyes and Emerald skies'? 'Your boys shall once more be yours to hold, but be warned, you must fight to keep what is yours?' Yet, as she thought about the Sorting Hat's words, Draco had taken his seat and observed with confusion as Albus set the Hat back on top of his head. "Hm, I see change, difficulties, and destiny... She has changed much my friend. I fear too much." The Sorting Hat sighed sadly.

"What's going on?" Draco asked.

"What's happened?" Albus asked with soft worry, removing the hat from the boy's blonde head.

"Gryffindor, my friend." That was all the Hat said to Albus before falling asleep.

Sighing, Albus nodded. "Then so shall it be. Draco, your things will be moved in the morning. Return to bed, Sage walk the boy to Gryffindor tower, would you, dear?" Albus asked the redhead.

Though as she nodded to the Headmaster it looked as though she too were still in deep thought. "Come with me, Draco." She said softly and walked the boy from the Headmaster's office.

Gryffindor Tower

"Hey, Harry? Was that bed there before?" Neville asked curiously as he walked back in from brushing his teeth. It was late as it was, Neville was usually the first in bed. But he didn't remember seeing an empty bed between Ron's and Seamus's beds, it had him confused.

Looking up from their current tasks of homework, the boys glanced around the room and found they too were confused. "Uh, no, no that bed was definitely not there before… That's weird."

"That's because you have a transfer to Gryffindor." A woman said at the door, startling the boys.

"Professor Sage!" a collection of boys called with terror at being startled. A woman had spoken so suddenly from the door that the boys had nearly come out of their beds, or P.J's.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asked, a smile on his face. The last few days he'd barely gotten to see her. Apparently, she'd been on a strict watch list after she'd been attacked by the Dementor. However, the tired blond next to her worried them. Draco had been having issues with sleeping due to his half-brother pestering him as he attempted to sleep.

"Because of certain circumstances, the Sorting Hat found it proper and very necessary to move Draco Malfoy from Slytherin to Gryffindor, where he would have less of a 'backlash' to put it nicely," Sage said gently easing a swaying Draco into the room and walked the boy to the bed next to Ron and Seamus and tucked him in. "He's exhausted, so let him rest. His things will be brought tomorrow." She said softly, dimming the candlelight with a soft wave of her hand. "It's late, finish what you can for the night then head to bed, all of you." Sage softly ordered, hugging Harry and leaving.

"That's your cousin Potter?" one of the boys asked with shock. They hadn't exactly taken in the woman's appearance until then. She had somewhat been MIA lately.

"Yep. That's my cousin..." He said, glancing towards the one who'd questioned him, he held a small laugh, "Hey, keep the thoughts to yourself, she's my dad's cousin." Harry laughed putting his stuff away. Glancing out the window Harry sighed. The snow was starting to set. Winter was officially there and thankfully Draco had fallen fast asleep with far too much ease. He smiled as he watched Neville nervously covering the new addition with one of his own personal blankets from home since Draco hadn't bothered slipping under his covers. He had simply fallen face-first into the mattress and narrowly missed the pillow.

"Blimey, he's out like a rock," Seamus said with total shock, "What the hell has that brother of his been doin' to 'im? He's behavin' like he hasn't slept in months." He continued as he looked at the passed-out blond.

"Dagny's almost broken his arm, beats him up almost every day in the Common Rooms of Slytherin house… He's got bruises lining his stomach and ribcage," Harry listed on sadly. "Thankfully, Sage has custody of him. His mum was worried so she granted Sage custody of Draco before the year started."

"The guy is a psychopath," Ron finished off, "Simple as that. Come on, it's late, we should all be getting sleep anyways." He sighed, stifling a yawn as he rested back into his bed.

*** Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it! I hope you saw some of the cookie trails I left.