Harry felt like utter crap. He was lying on something hard and he felt like he was swaying. His mouth was dry, his throat seized up... a kitten could have beaten him.

"Mmmmm." Not his most articulate moment, but it was all he could manage.

"Harry, Alan said you should drink this slowly."

That sounded like Lex. He could feel her next to him and he assumed she was trying to help him sit up.

A bottle was put to his lips and he felt the water touch his dry, sealed lips. There was a sting of pain as he pried his lips apart and the water seeped in.

He struggled to open his eyes.

Yep, that was Lex. Or a smaller Ellie.

"'Appen?" His voice was weak and barely audible.

"You collapsed." Lex answered. "Ian said he hadn't seen you eat, drink or sleep since you arrived on the island. He said you might be suffering from exhaustion."

"'o 'ime." He mumbled as he sipped more from the bottle Lex was holding to his lips. He could barely get his eyes open.

"Harry! Thank god." Alan said as he approached. "We're a few hours out from the coast of Costa Rica."

"He can't talk properly. But he sounds like he knows what is going on." Lex offered.

"Just make sure he keeps drinking the water slowly." Alan instructed before he returned to the front.

"How's your granddad?" Harry asked as he tried to sit up against the bed. John was currently laid out on it and Harry had been laid down in the narrow walkway. Ian appeared to be dozing as he sat in the small booth opposite the shower on the starboard side at the back of the cabin.

Lex was obviously concerned. "He hasn't woken up yet."

"What happened to him? I came out the shower and Gennaro was just standing there, waiting."

"He hit Ellie with a fire extinguisher, took the gun and pushed Grandpa hard. Then he shot Ian when he tried to tackle him."

"Is Ellie okay?" Harry asked as he carefully looked around.

"Yeah, she's up front with Do- Alan. She seems better, just a major headache."

"She almost became a major headache." Came the chuckling comment from Ian who was still lounging. "Her wound made her extremely loquacious on any subject that we brought up. She gave a ten minute lecture on treating head wounds and the effects of concussions."

"Was she... accurate?" Harry asked curiously.

"From what I could tell." Ian nodded. "Aside from the slurring.

"Can you get up here, Harry? It will make it easier to reach John."

Harry struggled to get up, but with Lex's help he managed to pull himself into the booth. Lex slid in next to him as Ian had his leg elevated on the seat next to him.

"How's the leg?" Harry asked.

"I'm having trouble using it." Ian admitted reluctantly. "I also took a shot of morphine for it."

Harry grimaced. "I'm so sorry. I don't know what I did wrong."

"You did three things wrong, Harry." Ian said as he held up three fingers. "First, you didn't tell us you were only fourteen. Second, you didn't take care of yourself by resting and eating and drinking.

"And third, you are blaming yourself for things you have no responsibility for."

"But you were pretty good at being responsible." Lex smiled at him.

"You, young lady, need to smile more." Ian smirked at her. "You are quite beautiful when you do."

"There isn't always much to smile about." She scowled.

"Sometimes you have to search for it. But face it, happiness is better than sadness, right?"

"Were you unhappy before you arrived on the island?" Harry asked, still sipping the bottle.

Lex nodded sadly. "My parents are getting divorced. Grandpa brought us to the island to get us away from their lawyers and the fighting.

"I hope he's alright." She said as she looked at the near statue like figure on the bed.

There was a knocking and rustling sound from the cupboards under the bed.

Lex gave a frustrated growl. "What is that?"

"It's probably just a rat or something." Ian chuckled. "They had a pest issue when they first started working on the park. Alan figures the rogue dinosaurs probably fed on them which is why there is no longer a rodent issue. That one probably hid on the ship to escape being eaten."

"Seriously?" Harry asked in disbelief. "You already said the dinosaurs were escaping the island. What if it's one of those compy things?"

Lex stiffened before she tried to scoot further into the booth, squashing Harry against the wall.

Ian sighed. "I was hoping you wouldn't think of that. Lex clearly preferred the rat theory."

"Oh... well, we should probably check."

"Ask Grant to come back here, Lex. You stay up front with Tim and Ellie."

The blonde-haired teen fearfully edged her way out of the booth and nearly sprinted the few feet to the ladder leading to the helm.

"What do you really think it is?" Harry asked when they were alone.

"Probably a compy. Alan said they are scavengers for the most part. They probably smelt some food."

"I doubt we're that lucky." Harry mused unhappily. "A baby t-rex couldn't fit in there, right?"

"It would be a hell of squeeze." Alan said as he arrived. "Probably a lot more noisy too."

Harry readied his wand and Alan swore as he opened the door.

"It had to be them." Ian groaned.

Tangled in some netting was a baby velociraptor. Barely half a foot tall.

"Shit." Alan swore. "I don't know how to handle this. I deal with dead dinosaurs, not living ones."

"Pick it up and put it on the table." Ian suggested. "Maybe it will smell the other raptors on Harry."

"That's a good point." Alan agreed as he remembered watching Harry say goodbye to the two lab bred dinos.

With only two near misses from a snapping jaw, he managed to plop the tiny terror on the table.

Harry started to try and remove the netting that was tangled around its neck and limbs but it hissed and tried to bite him.

Harry was tired and fed up. He grabbed it by the back of the head and nearly slammed it onto the table top.

"SHUT UP!" Harry roared, firmly holding the head in place.

"Harry-"

Ian received a nasty glare from the wizard and quickly shut up.

Keeping the raptor pinned with his left hand, he began carefully cutting through the net with his wand.

When it was free he released the head and picked it up by the body and put it back on its feet.

His hand was instantly caught in the grip of the juvenile jaws.

"Shit!" Alan swore as he moved to help.

"Stop." Harry said calmly.

Alan froze and Harry sat back down. He then looked the raptor in the eye. "You can let go, or I can make you let go."

He put his free hand on the table with his wand surreptitiously pointed at the body of the raptor.

"Release." Harry ordered.

The raptor held tight so he muttered the stinging hex.

The raptor immediately let go and yelped.

"Good." Harry said with a nod at the raptor. He turned to Alan. "Do we have any fresh meat? Can we catch any fish?" He asked before absently healing his bleeding hand.

"I doubt I could find any meat on board if this one didn't." He nodded at the clearly cautious raptor. "I have no idea how to catch fish in an ocean."

Costa Rica was the location of InGen's local mainland facilities. InGen, Harry discovered, was the company owned by John Hammond that created the Park.

The facilities in Costa Rica mainly served as a waypoint for the transportation of supplies and personnel to the island.

This meant it was easy for the small group of survivors to dock at the company port without the need to go through customs, especially as all but Harry were already registered as being in the country.

John was immediately taken into medical care as his PA, David Bridges, tried to determine what had happened.

Alan and Ian were adamant that they wait until John was conscious before informing anyone else about the disaster on the island. They reasoned that they would need John's financial and political clout to prevent anyone trying to gain control of the company or the islands.

David was inclined to agree. He was very loyal to John and had been hired for his ability to handle affairs on John's behalf when he was out of contact.

David Bridges was a handsome young man, just thirty-years-old, blonde hair, blue eyes. Only five foot ten, but he held himself in a manner that showed he was comfortable, confident.

There was one issue he couldn't understand. "I can't just send a boy back to the island!" He said incredulously as he looked between Ian, Alan and Ellie. They were in the infirmary as both Ellie and Ian needed further treatment.

Harry was glaring at the older man along with the small infant raptor at his feet. "I need to get this guy back to the island. I heard you found three more stowed away on a freighter. I can take them back too."

"I had to have them put down." David shook his head.

"Why!?" Harry demanded.

"Mister Potter, I have seen what those creatures can do." David said firmly. "I have read the reports of how they managed to trick and ambush Park Employees. Can you imagine the carnage if they managed to get into the wild on the mainland? According to Doctor Grant, there are already thirty velociraptors loose on the island."

"It's a hard call, Harry." Alan spoke up from next to Ellie. "But it was the right one."

"I managed to reason with them."

"That's because you confronted them in a manner they could understand. You against them. Your abilities against theirs. Here, on the mainland, they wouldn't understand the guns that every human pointed at them. They wouldn't respect barked orders from people with militaristic backgrounds.

"What you did... you avoided speech. You kept everything simple. You grunted, gestured and attacked."

"I have heard of people who have such talents." David said. "They often reside in or near wildlands and can build a rapport with the local wildlife. I researched a few for Mister Hammond with a view to recruiting them as handlers for the park."

"Señor Potter, we were surprised to hear your name in our country."

All heads turned to the three men who had entered the room. They spoke with strong local accents... and wore robes and carried wands.

"Security, now." Ian hissed to David.

"What do you want?" Alan asked as he moved between Harry and the three men.

Harry had his wand out, the raptor at his feet lowered its head and growled as it sensed the tension.

"Not to worry señor, we will be out of your hair in a few moments." The lead man smiled, it did not reach his eyes. With a gesture to the two behind him, they began to raise their wands.

"Expelliramus! Expelliramus! Expelliramus!" Three wands soared into Harry's waiting hand. "Next spell won't be to disarm." Harry warned as he saw one of the men reaching into his robe.

"Señor Potter! We aren't here to harm you!" The lead man objected as he held his now free hands up. "An international alert was put out by Britain after your Portkey accident."

"You were about to cast spells at my friends."

"Standard procedure to protect the Statute of Secrecy. Don't they teach that in Britain?"

"Not going to happen. You are not touching my friends' memories."

"Your name, sir?" Alan demanded, still keeping Harry behind him.

"You don't need to worry about it, señor. You won't remember we were ever here."

"We are three academically acclaimed individuals from the United States. Do you know what it is called when foreigners are attacked by other foreigners? War." Ian declared.

"As I said, you won't remember this." The man smiled.

"Neither will you if you don't start answering questions." They were surprised to see David standing there, holding a gun in a very professional manner as he pointed it at the intruders.

"Señor, I would put your weapon down." The man's smile disappeared. "We are only here to retrieve Señor Potter and remove your memories of ourselves and him. It is completely painless, I assure you.

"If you persist in fighting us we will be forced to call in reinforcements and burn the entire building to the ground to ensure the International Statute of Secrecy is upheld."

"So you are thieves." Ian mused. "And you are dumb enough to think that stealing our memories will keep you hidden."

"We are not thieves, señor." The man said stiffly. "We simply value our privacy."

"Hey! Dumbass!" Ellie barked angrily. "See that little metal and glass cylinder up there?" She pointed to the corner ceiling. "That's a camera. It's recording everything in here and it is being watched by multiple people in another building. My guess, it is probably being stored somewhere very secure."

"Quite correct, Doctor Sattler." David confirmed, never wavering. "Armed men are approaching, they will shoot if they have to. You are unlikely to survive."

"You would start a war between wizards and muggles!" The man warned fearfully.

"No, that's what you are doing." Alan growled.

"Harry told us about how you magicals hide from the rest of the world." Ian said. "Based on the other details he told us, I can guarantee it won't last. It won't be long before a dragon is spotted by someone with a camera and the footage gets to a news outlet before you do.

"And that doesn't take into account any magicals who try and commit crimes on us 'muggles'. We have those recording devices in most shops." He nodded to the camera Ellie had indicated. "London, especially, has them all around the city."

The doors to the infirmary opened and five men in black military style gear entered with assault rifles.

"Fuck me!" One of them exclaimed. "Sir, if they reach for a wooden stick, recommend you shoot first."

"Security footage says the kid used his stick to get theirs." The leader informed them.

"Erm, I think they have backups." Harry offered from behind Alan.

"O'Hanlan, Grimes and Park, cuff them. Lethal force is authorised."

Three of the men slung their rifles over their backs and moved forward.

"You are about to plunge the entire world into a war." The lead wizard scowled as he was manhandled to his knees.

"Captain, lock down the compound." David ordered the leader of the security officers. "Call in for reinforcements but vet everyone. Make sure they are searched for these sticks." He indicated the ones Harry was holding.

"Understood."

They were soon alone. Just the Park survivors and David Bridges.

"A P.A.?" Ian smirked at the man.

David calmly holstered his weapon in the small of his back. "And bodyguard." He shrugged. "Mister Hammond certainly likes to make sure I am never bored."

"These wizards are everywhere." Alan scowled as he stepped aside to make room for Harry. "They live in secret but they do it right next to us."

"Could there be some working for InGen?" David asked.

"I doubt it sir." Harry said. "They think non-magicals are beneath them. They don't even know what electricity is. But one of the guards recognised them. He probably has a magical relative. He probably isn't a danger, but he can tell you more about what you need to know."

"They clearly didn't understand the concept of surveillance cameras." Ellie scoffed.

"But they do have potions and spells to look like other people." Harry warned. "They can also become invisible and... teleport?"

David growled in frustration. "Can you identify a wizard? Is there a fool-proof way to detect them?"

"I don't think so... but if they pull out a stick like these... " Harry handed over the wands he took.

"I assume these are wands." David frowned as he put two on Ellie's bed for the others to look at whilst he examined the third. "They feel like simple treated wood."

"The wood is common. Mine is holly. But inside is different. I have a phoenix feather in mine. Some have unicorn tail hair, dragon heart-string... But I don't know much about wands, except how to use it."

"And they are not just weapons." Ian stated firmly. "Yes, Harry did defeat the T-Rex with his, but he also healed all of us from lacerations and broken bones. Including his own hip."

"Of course! Harry, have they x-rayed your hip yet?" Ellie asked with concern.

"No, after I made sure Lex and Tim were settled I came back here. You know how Lex is around dinosaurs." He gestured to the raptor that was still at his side.

"Mister Bridges-"

"Please, David."

"David, Harry needs to have his hip thoroughly checked. He may have broken it on the island. He couldn't fix it due to the pain until we gave him morphine."

"Hello? Is someone there?"

David and Harry quickly moved over to the bed at the far end behind privacy screens. The clack of tiny sharp claws sounding as they went.

"Mister Hammond, its David Bridges, do you know where you are?"

"David?" John asked weakly. "Are we on the mainland? What happened? I know we found the boat."

"Gennaro happened." Alan growled from behind them. "He blindsided us, your grandchildren are safe and well. Ellie had a concussion, he shot Ian in the leg and knocked you out. He made the mistake of trying to use Harry's wand."

John looked sharply at David.

"I am partially aware of Mister Potter's status, sir." David said gravely. "Just minutes ago we were threatened by what I assume are local official wizards. They were threatening to do something to our memories. Fortunately, Mister Potter was quicker and bought us plenty of time for security to arrive."

"Come closer, Harry. I don't have my glasses." John gestured. "Is this type of behaviour common for the magical world? Just coming in and ignoring our basic rights as humans?"

"Sir... from what I've seen, a lot of wizards don't even consider you human." Harry admitted.

"But you do?" David asked.

"They call me a half-blood. My dad was born into a family of magicals that had a long magical line. But my mother was the first witch in her family. My best friend is also the first witch in her family.

"I was raised by... non-magicals."

John was very concerned by the dark look from Alan. "David, take Harry and have him talk to security. He might be able to give them ideas on how to deal with further attacks."

"We have the three in custody sir, but, there are other issues. The Park, according to Doctor Grant and his colleagues, is a disaster area. We found three raptors on board the last freighter from the island and..." He gestured to the floor. "This one was on the boat you made your escape on."

Harry reached and picked the baby raptor up, depositing it on John's bed. He gave a squeak of surprise before it started sniffing around.

"Good Lord!" John exclaimed.

"I had to have the three raptors put down, sir. They were too great a risk."

John's expression was one of utter sadness, but no condemnation.

"John, your park was flawed from the beginning." Alan said softly. "Flawed because you tried to make it safe, but in doing so, overlooked things because you didn't call people like myself and Ian in from the beginning. Before you made your first dinosaur.

"An isolated island was a great idea to keep the dinosaurs away from civilisation, but, because you didn't account for Ian's chaos theory or the information I could have given you on dinosaur behaviour, you didn't account for the possibility of unregulated breeding and then the intelligence they had to board cargo transports."

"I relied too much on lab based geneticists." John scowled in self-deprecation. "I should have focused on recruiting animal behaviourists instead of relying on fences and oceans."

"Well, after you'd discussed the ethics of bringing back the dinosaurs." Alan teased with a smirk.

John turned his scowl on Alan before addressing David. "This little one needs to go back." He said as he watched the raptor nosing Harry's stomach.

"John, you were unconscious for this, but, I saw clear signs that the two raptors we escaped had chosen Harry as their new alpha. They tracked us to the dock and stalked Gennaro based on cues from Harry.

"If you want this one to survive, Harry will need to take it back. He also 'promised' them he would return."

"Was this part of your magic, Harry?" John asked curiously.

"No sir."

"John. After all we've been through, call me John." He said as he weakly took Harry's hand. The raptor instantly began sniffing the connected limbs.

"I... I just have experience with certain creatures. I guess... if you can show them respect without submitting? Maybe?"

"That's not how I would have categorised it." Alan added his opinion. "I would say Harry has something of a gift. It just isn't necessarily anything to do with magic."

John turned serious. "Alan, I know you need to get back to your dig, but I beg you, stay on for a little longer. Just to help Harry. If he needs to go back to Jurassic Park he needs help, you, Ellie and Ian have proven yourselves."

"Ellie and Ian are both recovering. There is some doubt over whether Ian will be able to walk properly again without a cane." Alan shook his head.

"David-"

"I have experts coming in to examine Doctor Malcolm." David inclined his head.

"Good man. Good man." John said decisively.

"Mister Hammond, it might be best if Mister Potter and Doctor Grant left immediately." David suggested. "These wizards came here looking for Mister Potter specifically."

"Agreed. David, take Harry and his little friend here to security. Then arrange a boat that they can use as a base just off the island until we can bring in a better vessel with a helicopter to ferry them between the boat and the Control Center.

"Alan and I need to have a talk before he takes my request to Ellie and Ian."

Unfortunately for the security division, the only advice Harry could give them was to make sure they had cameras everywhere and being watched. Otherwise, search everyone for a wand. The one guard who recognised the magicals was vaguely aware of Harry but was more than willing to tell everything he knew about magicals. Especially after they needlessly tried to attack non-magicals.

David had arranged for the same boat they had arrived in to be restocked and made ready.

Four hours after John Hammond had woken up, they were heading back to Jurassic Park.

"Alan, do you have a notebook or something?"

"David said he put a laptop onboard, why?" He called out from the pilot's chair.

"I just thought you might want to record that velociraptors get sea-sick."

Alan groaned. "Can you find some supplies and clean it up?"

"Don't worry, I magic'd it away."

"Thank god." He muttered. There was a reason he liked fossils. Even fossilised shit was cleanish.

As they had approached the dock Harry went topside and set off his purple sparks.

By the time Alan had the boat tied up there were two raptors hopping from a nearby tree to jump over the electrified fence. One of them had a dead compy in its mouth.

"The compy is a gift for you, as the alpha." Alan said quietly.

Harry moved towards the raptors without pause or hesitation.

He was surprised when they reared back with a look of confusion. Then he noticed where they were looking.

The baby raptor.

It was staying directly behind him and only poking its head around Harry's leg.

Harry bent down and picked the dino up causing it to squeak. He butted his forehead against the back of the little raptors and then sniffed its back loudly.

He then slowly lifted the baby to the adult raptor without the compy. Harry sniffed loudly and gestured with his head to the nervous raptor.

Cautiously the adult raptor moved its head closer to the baby and sniffed. It suddenly reared up, Alan tensed as he thought Harry was about to be attacked.

The adult raptor's eyes were wide. It barked once at Harry.

Harry cradled the baby in one arm and pointed at it with his free hand. He then pointed to the jungle on the other side of the fence.

The raptors just looked at Harry with tilted heads.

This was obviously going to be a bit more complicated.

"Alan-"

"You are not going off into that death trap." Alan stated firmly. "If the velociraptors are that concerned about family then they will come looking for their kid."

Harry tried not to sulk... but he was only fourteen.

Still, he gratefully accepted the dead compy. He couldn't eat it, but he let the baby at it. Harry could tell that the adults weren't too happy about that but they didn't put up much of a fuss.

As the dusk settled Alan had managed to connect the computer David had provided and was now talking to an excited Lex and Tim.

The kids had grown on him.

Harry had suggested that they let Lex and Tim handle direct communications with himself and Alan until professionals could be brought in. Harry told John that he didn't want Lex and Tim feeling left out, or in Lex's case, letting her fears fester.

As they would be nowhere near the dinosaurs, John happily agreed. That happiness was clear as he sat behind his grandchildren in his personal quarters between Ian and Ellie.

The adult raptors were amazed by the responding figures that they could hear and see, but not touch and feel. Their nosing of the screen clearly frightened Lex, but Ellie was there and assuring her they couldn't hurt her and were just curious.

"Ian, were they able to do anything about your leg?" Harry asked worriedly.

"No, apparently you healed me perfectly, but the fact that my leg went without circulation for that long meant long term damage. I'll be stealing John's cane for a while, but I'll soon be up to scratch with physiotherapy."

"You can get your own cane." John grumbled. "I'm stuck with mine for life, you only need a temporary one."

"Also, Harry, your x-rays came back clean." Ellie added. "You healed your hip and Ian's arm and left no evidence there was damage."

They were interrupted by the adult raptors swinging towards the gate and the little one chirping excitedly.

"We'll call you back." Alan said before cutting the feed.

They exited the boathouse and instantly saw the glowing eyes peering at them from the foliage on the other side of the fence. The dock lighting wasn't directed at the jungle but there was enough to reflect off the numerous eyes.

"Is that them?" Harry asked.

"I hate to put this on your shoulders Harry... but you would be the expert here. My educated guess says yes."

"Are you going to trust me on this?" Harry asked, his eyes locked on the jungle.

"As long as it doesn't involve you running off into the jungle."

"Turn off the lights near the gates, then open the gate. Then move behind us."

"You have your wand in hand?"

"From the second the sun began to set."

"For the record, I still don't like this."

Alan moved slowly to the boathouse and flicked the correct switches based on the labels. The bushes began to rustle and a few barks were heard before calm returned.

Alan moved to the gate and drew the large locking bolt back, careful not to touch the humming metal. There was a horrible screech as he pulled the gate inwards, the dip in night time temperature taking its toll on the hinges.

As soon as Alan was behind them Harry made to move forward... he was stopped by the head of the bullet scarred raptor snaking around onto his chest holding him back.

The other raptor barked angrily at him, but didn't make any aggressive moves.

Alan was confused. This wasn't submissive behaviour towards an alpha, this was parents protecting the child.

Harry put his hand under the scarred raptor's head and lifted it. He took a small step back so they could both see him. He then raised his wand in front of his chest, pointing up to his chin.

The raptors leaned back slightly. Harry could tell they didn't get his meaning, but they were communicating, that was important.

He reached out his left hand, palm up to the scarred raptor on his right. It flinched, but Harry firmly put his hand on the raptor's head. He gave it a sharp nod. It relaxed slightly

He did the same with the other raptor.

Harry then quickly patted the scarred raptor on the back and began moving forward. He clicked his tongue at the small raptor who had been watching curiously.

As they walked, the adult raptors followed, they kept their heads below Harry's shoulder line and kept their eyes scanning those staring at them from the jungle.

The little raptor was beginning to chirp excitedly, hopping up and down, but it didn't move from Harry's side.

Once they had crossed the threshold of the gate, Harry stopped. He then sat down and tapped his wand on the floor. The little raptor was curious and moved to investigate what Harry was indicating.

Harry didn't notice the adult raptors behind him silently communicating. After about a minute of Harry's patient waiting, the scarred one let out a series of barks.

A growl sounded from the bushes. Harry could tell that there were at least ten raptors. He could see their movement.

The scarred raptor let out another bark, Harry could tell it was getting angry.

A large raptor moved out from the bushes. It had distinct markings on its head.

It locked its eyes on Harry.

Harry held out his hand, palm up and indicated the area in front of him on the dirt road.

Cautiously the raptor approached.

When it was clear it had come as close as it would, around ten feet away, Harry turned to the raptors behind him, gave them a stern look and patted the ground hard.

They clearly understood. They reluctantly settled down in their manner of sitting.

Harry then returned his focus to the new raptor and sharply tilted his head, the inquisitive look of most creatures.

The raptor slowly crouched and settled.

Surprisingly, so did the baby.

Harry nodded his head firmly. He then focused on the baby. "Alright, mister, I think you've had enough adventures for the day. Go on, back you go." He then picked the raptor up and placed it on its feet facing the new raptor. He gave it a little pat with the back of his hand on its rump and it squeaked as it stumbled forward.

The new raptor growled, gaining the attention of the baby. The baby finished the short trip to the other raptor where it was carefully sniffed and examined.

Harry slowly stood, the two raptors behind him leapt to their feet causing the new raptor to do the same. It also made the ones hidden in the jungle to move out.

"STOP!" Harry said loudly.

And they all did.

Up to this point, Harry hadn't spoken a single word to any of the adult raptors. He had grunted, clicked and gestured.

He calmly turned his back and indicated with his chin for the two raptors to head back inside.

Harry sighed as the scarred one began nudging him along with her head and the other growled at the new raptor. Harry reached out and gently, but firmly, pushed her head to get her to move.

They reluctantly followed Harry but didn't take their eyes off the other raptors.

As soon as they cleared the gate Alan pushed it closed and bolted it.

"Hit the lights." Harry said quietly.

Alan jogged back to the boathouse and the raptors backed up into the jungle under the glare of the flood lights.

Whilst Harry cleared out a nearby shed to use as a place for the raptors to nest, Alan got back to the others at the mainland. Ellie, John and Tim were fascinated by the tale of Harry returning the baby to its pack.

The following morning Alan was worried when Harry wasn't in the newly installed bed opposite his on the boat. He quickly hopped ashore and started calling for his young colleague, as he started to think of him.

"Alan, its six in the morning and raptors are nocturnal. Couldn't you be a little quieter?" The wizard groaned as he emerged from the shed.

Alan ignored the sleepy eyed glares from the two dinosaurs. "What were you doing? You weren't- were you sleeping with the velociraptors?" He asked incredulously.

Harry snorted. "Listen, there were two options, I sleep with them or they sleep with me. You didn't wake up and see Scar's head poking into the boat."

"Scar?"

"What do you want from me? One and Two? A and B? Red and Blue? One of them has scars from John and Ellie's shotgun."

"And the other?"

Harry mumbled something.

"What?"

Harry sighed. "Jelly. I call the other one Jelly. The curse I hit her with is called the Jelly-Legs curse. It sounds completely different to Scar so it seemed like a good idea."

Alan had the look of someone trying to formulate an argument, but stuck on actually figuring out what they are supposed to be arguing about.

"You named one of the most deadly creatures on the planet 'Jelly'?"

Harry gave a slightly evil grin. "Sure. Piss her off and she'll feast on your blood like a child on jelly."

Harry was lucky that Alan was a well-travelled man. Any other American wouldn't have realised the young Brit was referring to the gelatine substance that US born called Jello.

Alan had been amused when he'd asked Harry what he planned to do for the day.

Teaching them to open and close the gate without killing themselves was not the answer he was expecting.

Still, it meant Harry was occupied whilst Alan struggled with the computers on the jeeps they had used to reach the dock and initially escape. It took four hours and a thoroughly frustrated Lex, but he now had access to the park cameras and Lex had partial access to the systems.

Harry had told Alan he was going to make dinner that evening. It was getting dark out and the palaeontologist was still meticulously scanning the cameras and writing down notes.

It was thirty minutes later that Alan was staring at the monitor, gobsmacked. It was pure chance that he had managed to find the missing dilophosaurs that had tried to attack them when they first made their escape.

At first he had quickly begun counting... until he realised there was a non-dilo head just visible in the bushes. The image wasn't perfect, but Alan could see the healing scars from one of the raptors that now followed Harry.

He shot out of his appropriated chair from where he was sitting behind one of the jeeps and looked around. "Harry? HARRY!"

He immediately sat back down and began panning the camera. He couldn't find the other raptor and there was no sign of Harry.

That was until a burst of bright light caused the image to white-out.

Alan swore and began tapping the CRT screen impatiently as the image slowly returned.

There was still no sign of the other raptor or Harry, but Scar was efficiently biting hard on the neck of a dilophosaurs whilst one large sickle-claw pinned it through the flank.

"You said you were getting dinner!" Alan immediately regretted raising his voice as Jelly was nose to snout with him.

Harry grunted and gave a firm pat on her rump. "Back it up."

Jelly reluctantly backed up, but not without letting out a breath of rancid air that knocked Alan's hat off.

Harry couldn't help but laugh and patted her on the neck gently. "We were getting dinner." He gestured to the small, large-wheeled cart that he was pulling behind him.

In it were two dead dilos and-

"Is that a goat? How far into the park did you go?" Alan was not pleased.

"Just to the dilophosaurs pens." Harry shrugged as he moved toward the boat, gently pushing Alan out of the way. "Scar and Jelly would need food, rather than insult them by refusing whatever they brought back for me, I figured we could hunt for something you and I can cook."

"Do you even know how to skin and cook a goat?"

Harry stopped at the edge of the dock and levitated the goat onto the floor and then a dilo to each of the raptors. He gave them a head gesture and smile to indicate they should go off.

Alan knew for a fact that Jelly had purposefully knocked his hat off again with her tail as she turned.

"I've never cooked or skinned a goat. But I have seen someone skin and bleed rabbits. Hagrid is the groundskeeper for Hogwarts and he hunts for his meals and furs."

"Well, I've also got experience with skinning animals, but Harry, you can't go off again like that."

"They don't have anyone else. I killed their leader and they are afraid of angering me. Especially as I also took down the adult Rex."

"But you didn't tell me you were going. You didn't take a radio. Let's forget the fact that you could have been injured and lost out there.

"If you had died, I wouldn't know about it. But I'd bet that Scar and Jelly would come right back here and feast on me."

Harry grimaced. He hadn't thought of that.

Alan reached out and patted the teen on the shoulder. "I managed to see Scar on one of the cameras. Did you make a really bright light?"

Harry nodded, subdued. "Yeah, Scar went into one bush and Jelly and I approached from the other side. I frightened them towards Scar and then Jelly went after them and got them when they tried to get away from Scar."

"It was a good tactic. Muldoon told us that they were methodical and expert trappers. Ellie thinks they might have gotten him the same way."

Alan reached down and grabbed the goat by its hind legs. "Let's go find some hooks to hang and bleed our meal."

For the next day or two they followed the same routine. Alan would connect up with Lex and Tim on the mainland and attempt to learn as much as they could and gain some control.

Harry and the raptors would go exploring and hunting. Harry now carried a backpack with rations and supplies along with continuously wearing a radio headset.

Alan had insisted that Harry stick to the roads unless hunting for the raptors' meals, he also made sure they only hunted where he could find a camera.

On the second day Ellie and Ian arrived onboard an InGen freighter with a helicopter. The freighter was large enough that it couldn't get close to the island, the two academics were transported ashore by the helicopter which would immediately return.

Harry had to keep reassuring the two raptors that the noisy vehicle wasn't a threat, but they certainly weren't about to leave their alpha.

"Harry, Scar, Jelly, Alan." Ian smirked as he hobbled up with his new cane.

"Are you sure coming here was smart?" Alan asked with concern. "This terrain isn't the best for someone with a bad leg."

"Listen, if Hammond could do it then there is no way I'm going to let him out do me! Besides, we've brought some special gear so we can head inland to the Control Room." He indicated the large crates that Ellie and the pilot were unloading.

"How long until the professionals get here?"

"A few more days. Bridges is off on something specific so John is doing a lot of leg work himself."

Alan just nodded. He knew what David Bridges was doing. He had been present when John gave the orders. David had not only been authorised to spend the entirety of his expense fund, John had doubled it.

"What sort of professionals?" Harry asked worriedly.

"Engineers." Ian patted him on the shoulder. The raptors growled, but Ian just stared at them. They eventually relented. "People who can make sure the fences are safe for us and that the power is running. There will be computer techs as well to reset the computer systems."

"Make sure they know about Scar and Jelly. If the engineers are going to be working on the fences it might be best if the three of us went with them. Unless you want to risk an incident with the other raptors."

Ian noticed a slight movement of recognition at their names in Harry's two pack members. He smiled. "I made sure that John gave me final authority."

"Why you?" Alan asked.

"Because whilst I am completely against what John did here, I'll listen to you and Harry. I've also got backgrounds in computing.

"Relax Alan, I'm not looking for a power trip. I just want to make sure that if you, Ellie or Harry say we shouldn't do something, or should do something, the new people obey."

Ian could see Alan was still wary. "Look, the main reason is that I am going to be stuck indoors for the most part." He patted his leg. "I need exercise and physio, but my leg is a major liability. I'm not going to be donning one of Harry's shields for a while."

"Are we heading to the Control Room now?" Harry asked.

Ian shook his head. "Not until Alan says it is safe."

"I doubt this island will ever be safe." Alan grumbled. "At the very least we need to find and track the juvenile rex. I'd really prefer that we don't kill anymore dinosaurs."

"Erm-"

"Humans, Harry." Alan assured him. "I'm not saying we interfere with the 'natural order'." He nodded to the two patiently waiting raptors.

"You haven't found Rexy at all?" Ian asked.

"A lot of the cameras were broken during the storm or by the animals breaking free. I think it is near the lake."

"You and Ellie can use the chopper for an aerial survey."

"We can do that tomorrow then. I am concerned about taking Harry and the raptors back into the human areas. I don't know what sort of reaction they will have to being so near to their old cages.

"At the moment they are hunting nearby, I don't like the idea of them hunting in unknown territory, especially with the rex out there and the wild packs."

"Doctors, anything you need me to take back to the boat?"

They turned as Ellie and the pilot walked up. The pilot was clearly nervous about the raptors, but he didn't flinch.

"I don't think so." Alan frowned. "Were we supposed to be collecting stuff?"

"I meant things that might need refilling or recharging. I won't be doing daily supply runs to save on fuel, so if I am here, it might be best to make use of me."

"Well, I think everything can be refilled and charged on the island. There is clean water and power on this dock." Alan mused.

"Just something to think about for when I next come. Doctor Sattler and Doctor Malcolm know how to contact the ship if you need me, but like I said, we do want to keep it limited."

"I might know something." Harry spoke up nervously.

The four adults were standing with their hands over their mouths and noses. Harry had a guilty look and the raptors weren't interested and were milling around nearby.

"I'm not taking that without a body bag." The pilot said firmly.

They were standing over what was left of the corpse of Donald Gennaro. He was mostly skeleton, raptors didn't waste their kills.

"I don't blame you." Ian tried not to gag. "Scar and Jelly, they haven't been sick?" He asked Harry.

"Not that I saw."

"Hmm, surprising, considering what a piece of filth he turned out to be."

"Ian!" Ellie admonished from behind her hand.

"Ellie, you weren't conscious." Alan scowled. "The bastard tried to kill Harry in cold blood. Harry was unarmed and in a damned towel."

"Really? Was he one of the saboteurs?" The pilot asked.

"No, he was just willing to sacrifice everyone to save his own skin."

"No, no." Ian corrected. "He wasn't sacrificing us. There was plenty of room on the boat. We weren't a threat to him. He was just a monster. I vote we just burn his remains and report the death."

"I'm certainly not going to dig him a grave." Alan scoffed.

The pilot sighed. "I'm going to head back to the ship. Next time I return, either there's a body for me to transport or nature took its course."

That evening Ian and Ellie experienced Alan's personal torment first hand as Harry went hunting with the two raptors.

"They follow a set path." Alan explained to his girlfriend and Ian. "But Harry doesn't lead."

"The raptors set the path?" Ian asked.

"It's a patrol pattern." Alan corrected. "The two raptors have decided on their territory and they are patrolling it."

"Have you seen anything similar from the wild packs?" Ellie asked.

"No, they seem to avoid this area. At a guess I would say they yielded the territory, but I'm not an animal behaviour expert."

"There's nothing in your fossils to indicate this level of organisation?" Ian asked.

"There isn't enough data." Alan shrugged. "There's no evidence either way. We've found egg nests, footprints and bodies. But we can only infer pack behaviour from those."

"Alan, are you there, over?"

Alan grabbed the radio. "Go ahead, Harry, over."

"We've come across the other raptors. Nothing aggressive but... they seem to be congregating on the beach. Over."

"How many? Is it a hunting party like you, Scar and Jelly? Over."

"I doubt it. You said there were thirty? Erm... Over."

"That is our best guess. Over."

"Then all of them are here. Including the babies. Over."

Alan was about to respond but Harry spoke again.

"Also, Scar and Jelly are copying them. Over."

"We are so out of our league here." Alan admitted to the two with him.

"Give me the radio. Go and find him on cameras." Ian instructed. "Harry, it's Ian. Are they communicating? Are they being aggressive at all? Over."

"No. They are all just staring at the sea. I think there are other dinosaurs but they are staying back, probably don't want to get eaten... oh, over."

Harry was clearly getting used to radio etiquette.

"Stay back and observe, Harry. Alan and Ellie are trying to find you on the cameras. Keep your radio active. Over."

"Understood, over and erm... out."

"Anything?" Ian asked as he hobbled over.

"There are various packs and herds all looking in the same direction." Alan said as he cycled through the cameras. Unfortunately they only had the camera IDs and not their locations, Alan had been trying to mark them on a map.

"Which direction?"

"Harry's."

"No, no. Harry said they were looking out to sea. What cardinal direction?"

"Migration! You think they are trying to get off the island to migrate?" Alan was wide-eyed.

"A large number of species all interested in a specific direction? You're the closest thing we have to an animal expert, what do you think?

"I've done extensive studies on birds, specifically their flocking patterns, this behaviour fits to me."

"It makes sense." Alan nodded. "Unfortunately the only way to get definitive proof is the one way we can't. Let them off the island."

"But they already succeeded." Ellie pointed out. "Raptors and compys were sighted on the mainland."

"We really need Hammond to investigate the breakouts more closely. Those dinosaurs could have travelled hundreds of miles. Imagine if they started breeding again!"

Ian shook his head. "Humans excel at death. Even if every dinosaur reached the mainland, it wouldn't take much for the police or military to bring them down."

"John will still need to inform the authorities so they know about the possible dangerous creatures." Ellie said.

"Hello? Are you still there? Over?"

"Ian here, Harry, is everything ok?"

"Still just gazing out at the ocean. Over."

"We think they might be trying to migrate, like birds. It is just a guess though. Over."

"I don't think they can swim. The older raptors are kind of in a daze, but they are aware enough to stop the babies from going into the water. Over."

"We think it is why they boarded the boats to the mainland."

"Over." Alan whispered.

"Over." Ian quickly said.

"What should I do about Jelly and Scar? Over."

"Nothing. Just let them know you are coming back and you will see them there. Over."

"I'll stay here. I'll lie down next to Jelly and Scar. I don't think any of the dinosaurs will attack anyone. It feels a bit like a truce has been called. Over."

"Ok Harry, just make sure you leave your radio on and wrap up warm. Over and out."

"Are you insane?!" Ellie demanded of the chaotician. "He can't just go to sleep on a beach surrounded by things that consider him a delicacy!"

"Ellie, relax." Ian warned. "Harry knows these animals. He is also more than capable of sending them running with one spell. You saw what he did to the alpha raptor, the adult rex."

"He's going to sleep! He won't have time to react!"

"Ellie, did you hear any fear in his voice?" Alan calmly asked.

"What? Why would that matter?"

"Since the moment we met him, Harry has been just as terrified as the rest of us. But, he hides it like we do. When he goes hunting in the evenings he is nervous.

"But just now, he was perfectly calm. Well, he sounded bored.

"Like Ian said, Harry knows these animals. He is currently completely unafraid. For some reason he knows he is safe."

"You think this is his magic?" Ellie asked, still not happy about the situation.

Alan shrugged.

"Not necessarily." Ian said. "As I said, I've studied animals, specifically birds, but I've spoken with experts. Some people just have a natural ability when it comes to nature."

"You're assuming that you weren't talking to magicals in disguise." Alan mused with a smirk. "Remember, Harry's mother was born to non-magicals. He told us about squibs."

"Ian, come in. Over."

Ian quickly turned on the radio. "Go ahead, over."

"We're heading back. The small rex turned up and everyone else left. I guess no one trusts it to play by the rules. Over."

Alan took the radio from Ian. "Harry, its Alan, how far are you from the dock? Over."

"A mile, or less? We should be home in about ten minutes."

They could hear he was running.

"Keep your ears open for the rex and don't stop for anything. If you get waylaid by dilos, compys... blast them. Over."

"Ok, over."

"Over and out." Alan closed the channel.

He turned to Ellie. "Get all the food on the boat. Anything that might attract a predator.

"Ian, contact the ship and warn them the juvenile rex is near the dock and we might escape to them with our two raptors.

"I need to contact the mainland and find out if the fences here will keep out the rex."

It didn't matter what Ellie said, Harry was not sleeping on the boat. He was sleeping in the shed with the raptors like he had done for the past few days.

Alan had promised to stay ashore and stand watch for the night.

Ian and Ellie headed onto the boat to use the cabin beds.

"Ian, Harry deserves more than what he has had in life. He won't ever get it if he allows the raptors to dictate his life."

"Maybe the kid likes what he has." Ian said as he lifted his leg onto his bed.

"He is fourteen. What happens when he decides he wants more? When a girl catches his eye? When he wants a family?

"If these raptors are so intelligent then they can learn to adapt. If Harry is the alpha, he needs to set the rules."

"That might be a long battle." Ian sighed as he put his head on his pillow. "Remember, Alan said the raptors were not showing typical pack behaviour to an alpha. They were also treating him as a youngling."

"If they can accept him not eating their kills they can accept him sleeping in a proper bed and not being around them 24/7."

"Just bring it up carefully." Ian warned. "I'll relieve Alan in four hours. Relieve me in eight?"

"Sure. Night."

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