Before the Storm (слэш)

“Go.” She said, not quite yelling but suddenly intense as she herded Harry back, away from the pillar and towards the tracks. “Go now, boy, or you’ll miss your train!”
He looked behind his shoulder, there was a train....he hadn’t heard it approach. The doors were open and waiting, and for no good reason at all, he stepped inside. The strange little woman didn’t follow him on, she simply stood there watching him. that same incomprehensible smile on her face.
“Which path will you choose?” She asked again, just before the doors closed, replacing his view of her with his own, pale reflection.
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Sirius was gone, and Harry's world was crumbling through his fingers. All he wanted was a little peace, just a moment to himself.
Maybe it was a wish come true.
Maybe it was just the machinations of a strange little witch and her enchanted locket.
When Harry found himself, now fifty years in the past, on his birthday he doesn't question it too much.
He just take the opportunities set before him.