Another chapter wow. It makes me happy to see this-as I'm sure you are too.

I'm still unsure about pairings (if any) so I made a poll on my author's profile. There is a LOT of pairings! Both slash and het and some threesomes as well. There are more the 30 choices and you can choose 5.

Once I got enough votes, I'll make a second poll with the five choices that were made the most to see who the ultimate winner is (or if all of them win)

So once you are done reading this wonderful chapter go over to my profile and VOTE!

If I don't get enough votes I'll make this a non-pairing story (which is boring by the way)

There was fire. Hot-red-burning fire. Not a single person really had time to scream-at least not for long. They were all killed almost instantly, sucked up in a vortex. Enemy and friend alike burned in agony and anger.

But it had to be done-if he hadn't…if he didn't…

Screams of thousands voices echoed in his head, while they might not have had the time to scream with their bodies his mind supplied the voices for him.

It was horrible. No worse than that-it was genocide.

Gagging and falling. He wanted to die with them. He deserved to die with them; he had destroyed his own race. His friends and family.

But the enemy-they were gone forever, he had saved countless species because of the evil deed that he had done.

It had to be done.

But no matter how many times he thought this and tired to believe it-he couldn't. Not really.

Nothing could justify killing your people.

Locking them up with their enemy, eternally fighting and dying.

Till the end of time itself.

He was truly

THE ONCOMING STORM

"Ahhh!"

Harry woke up, shivering and sweating at the same time. Tears were leaking fast down his face causing him to hiccup and choke.

"J-just a nightmare."

Sitting there shivering Harry wiped the tear tracks off his face. Giving himself a few minutes to stop the continued flood of tears Harry listen around him but the only thing he could hear was the continued ticking.

One he managed to stop crying he decided to see what the time was. He felt well rested, something he hadn't felt in a long time. So being very careful Harry opened the clock door.

Seeing that the lights were still out Harry opened the door wider and stepped out of the small space that he had occupied.

Turning around to look upon the clock's face he read the time.

It read 3'o clock in the morning.

Ah so I've slept ten hours well it's no wonder that I feel so well rested, damn I must have really been tired if I slept for that long.

Stretching his body out Harry worked the kinks out of his slightly aching body. While his body might have been use to small spaces thanks to his years in the cupboard he still got uncomfortable staying in one space for a long period of time. Not to mention that he had grown some since his last stay in his cupboard.

Once that was done Harry made sure that he couldn't hear the night guard walking anywhere close by before moving, the humming had once again started back up, urging him onward.

The first thing he would do was check out where that artifact was and make sure it wasn't dangerous, after that he'd find a bathroom close by and hide in one of the stalls until opening time.

It would be easiest way to blend back into the crowd; after all it would be kind of awkward to climb out of a clock in front of a bunch of people.

Moving towards the direction that the humming seemed to come from Harry stood in front of a display case of watches.

And not just any kind of watches, pocket watches.

Pocket watches all from different points in time too. Some looked to be very old and rusted while others shined with newness.

But Harry ignored all of them. From the moment that his eyes had looked down to the display case he had eyes only for one particular watch.

It was in a corner, somewhat isolated from the rest of the time devices. At first glance it didn't look like anything special but-

Harry gazed at the golden plated watch. It had strange symbols sketched into it, circles and lines that didn't seem to have any particular kind of meaning.

Harry placed his hand on the glass, he didn't even acknowledge that the moment his bare skin touched the glass the panel of glass vanished like it never existed.

Just like it had done all that time ago when he was eleven.

Reaching his trembling hand inside Harry gently picked up the pocket watch.

The humming in his head which had gotten louder and more annoying when he had first spotted the watch instantly vanished like it had never existed.

Thank god it stopped, if that humming had gone on for much longer I would have started to hum it out loud myself.

His mouth stretched into a smile and while he didn't know just why he was smiling Harry allowed the action. It had been quite a while since he had last felt this happy-this complete.

Looking around him Harry slipped the watch into his pocket, while he wanted to open it-no needed to open it he knew that this wasn't the place to do it in.

Now that one thing was taken care of harry needed to find a bathroom quick and wait until the day staff came in.

As harry walked towards the door that led to the stairs he froze as a thought came to him.

Oh shit.

He suddenly remembered the intercom's message that he had heard yesterday but hadn't really paid attention. Something he was really starting to regret.

"Attention all guests the museum will be closing now in five minutes, if you would please head to the exit now. The museum will be closing for the weekend. Thank you for coming and we hope we see you again. Thank you and have a good day."

It had been a Friday yesterday which meant that today was Saturday. The museum would be closed until Monday.

Oh fudge on a stick!

Trying not to hyperventilate Harry softly cursed under his breath. What was he going to do now? The Dursley's were going to be here around noon and if they didn't spot him waiting for them they'd just leave him and never come back.

Then he'd be fucked, if the order of the burnt turkey found out that he'd slept in a museum-no scratch that. If Sirius found out then there would be hell to pay.

Not to mention that he'd get scolded by Dumbledork and Mrs. Weasley. Something that he did not need thank you very much.

The next time he saw the headmaster would be a moment too soon, he would probably light the man's beard on fire or something and Mrs. Weasley while a loving woman was very over bearing at times and treated him like he was three and stupid.

Man he wished that he'd packed his invisible clock in his shirt or something when he left the house it wasn't like he didn't have room for it because he definitely did. Dudley's old clothing would have probably even hid his FireBolt as well.

Well there was nothing for it, he just needed to head towards where the night guard was stationed and see if there was an open door nearby or someplace where he can sneak out without getting caught.

And then run-run like Snape who had all his hair shaved off was on his tail.

Snickering to himself harry crept slowly down the stairs towards the entrance floor where he was pretty sure he'd seen the station for the security guards when he had first arrived here yesterday afternoon.

He almost made it too but sometimes Lady Luck just liked to fuck with him.

"Hey you there! How the hell did you get in?"

Spinning around Harry looked upwards, the night guard who had bad mouth the clocks earlier was just two floors above him Harry hadn't even heard him enter the stairwell.

Just to show you that apes can be very quite when they want to.

SHIT!

Harry didn't answer as he did the only sensible thing he could do in his situation-he ran.

"HEY you stop!"

Harry of course didn't listen, he just ran down the stairs.

Bursting through the doors leading to the main floor Harry ran towards the main entrance, he didn't have the time to try to find another different doorway. The man was right behind him and he needed to get out now!

Seeing the glass doors in front of him Harry began to pray to himself that the glass would once again disappear like it did when he wanted the pocket watch.

"HALT RIGHT NOW! THIS IS THE POLICE! STOP OR I WILL FIRE!"

Turning his head around Harry saw the guard pull out a stun gun from his belt.

Great that was the last thing he needed.

Harry continued to ignore the guy and prayed that he was far away enough from him that the gun wouldn't hit him if the guy really did fire at him.

He was only about five feet away from the door now, and towards freedom.

"STOP I MEAN IT! I WILL FIRE!"

Four feet…

"I'M WARNING YOU KID!"

Three feet…

"LAST TIME! STOP!"

Two feet…

"OK YOU ASKED FOR IT!"

Only one foot away…

Zzzaaaappppp!

Ahhhhh!

Harry fell to the ground as his whole body shook with electric shocks. It hurt so badly.

He could feel tears once again coming out of his eyes as he screwed them shut. It really hurt almost as much as when he had basilisk venom in his veins.

"Geez you really are just a kid, I told you to stop you know."

If Harry could have he would of spat in the guy's face.

Yea of course I heard you you moron! I can't believe the guy really used it! Oh god I feel like I've been struck by lightning or something.

"Come on kid get up, we're going to the office and I'm going to have to call the cops. I don't even know how you got in here in the first place."

With that the man dragged him towards a side office; luckily it wasn't that far away from the entrance because Harry couldn't have moved probably if he tired. The man had to practically carry him away.

I am in so much trouble. Damn those Dursleys!

So…poor harry.

Heheh the watch! Anyone who's a Doctor Who fan should know what that pocket watch is! If you don't…well that's just too sad.

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