"Mister Hammond, they're here."

Harry looked grim at Mullins announcement.

"Be strong, my boy. Be strong." John leaned over from his armchair and patted Harry's knee as he sat in the matching one next to him. "Show them in Mister Mullins, then find yourself a suitable position."

A minute later and a tall man in a charcoal grey suit entered carrying a briefcase, behind him was a familiar and unwelcome man. Cornelius Fudge, in his bottle-green suit, pin-striped cloak and carrying his lime green bowler hat. He looked very unhappy.

"Mister Hammond, Mister Potter, I'm Donald Parks from the office of the Prime Minister. I'm sure you know Mister Cornelius Fudge."

"Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge." The portly little man said importantly. "And again, I must object to more muggles being present."

"What did you call me, sir?" John raised an eyebrow.

"A muggle." Fudge said patronisingly as he sat down on the couch, despite not being invited to. "A person that cannot perform magic."

"And what is the scientific etymology of such a ridiculous word?"

"The what?"

"How did the word come about?"

"I can hardly be expected to know that." Fudge said dismissively. "Now, Mister Potter, you are in a lot of trouble. You refused to cooperate with the Spanish magicals and have been casting spells outside of school.

"You were unavailable for your trial and were tried and convicted of breaking the Statute of Secrecy and the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery.

"You will need to hand over your wand and accompany me to the Ministry where you will be transported to Azkaban prison to serve out your five year sentence."

"Let me stop you right there, Mister Fudge." Mister Parks stepped between them. "Mister Harry James Potter is a legal citizen of the United Kingdom, the United States of America and Costa Rica.

"None of that really matters as he is also only fifteen years old and is therefore underaged and not eligible for a prison sentence."

"Irrelevant! As a British wizard he is compelled to obey British magical law!"

"As a British citizen, he is protected, like all the other children and magicals born and registered with the United Kingdom."

"Do you know what you are doing, man?" Fudge demanded as he stood. "You are stepping perilously close to war with the magical world!"

"No sir. You have already committed acts of war. You have conducted countless attacks on the citizens of the United Kingdom, wiping their memories, committing criminal acts and then covering them up.

"And do not delude yourself, sir. This is not just the stance of the United Kingdom, this is being discussed by many countries who are aware of your callous disregard for human life and free will.

"No longer shall we stand for it."

"Y-You don't have the right!" Fudge spluttered.

"Fudge, we are well aware of how corrupt you and your government are. Allowing a fourteen-year-old to be forced into a dangerous tournament, ignoring the rights of a person to a fair trial and having them sentenced to death on sight when they escape.

"Rest assured, over the past few months my government has contacted the magicals born and registered in our world. We have told them that they are bound by our laws and that they are protected by our laws."

"The I.C.W.-"

"Will no doubt have already been informed." Mister Parks turned and placed his briefcase on the table, opened it and turned it to Fudge. "As you can see, we have already accessed the 'Ministry of Magic'. We are now watching you."

Inside the briefcase was a laptop, playing on it was a live image of the inside of the Ministry of Magic atrium.

Fudge was white as a sheet. He spun on his heel and vanished with a crack.

"Ew."

"Good Lord."

"Apparently he is a terrible wizard." Mister Parks grimaced.

Sitting on the floor was a left foot. Still in the sock and shoe. It was severed at the ankle.

"What on earth happened?" John asked as he and Harry stood. Mullins was on his radio calling for his men.

"Apparently, this is what happens when a magical 'apparates' or teleports as we would call it." Parks looked a little green, but otherwise unmoved. "If a person does not have enough willpower or even enough power, they can leave parts of themselves behind.

"The Minister of Magic is now missing his left foot."

"Still not as bad as Gennaro." Harry shrugged.

"And I am now quite relieved I was unconscious." John shuddered. He had been told of how the lawyer had been hunted and eaten by Scar and Jelly.

"Fuck me." Larkin exclaimed as he entered with Cain. "Oh, 'scuse me sir." He apologised to John.

"Understandable, Mister Larkin. Granted none of us swore, but we were quite shocked."

"Get it out of here." Mullins ordered.

"Sarge, might be best for the boss to move his meeting elsewhere. I've treated Harry before, but I'd like to take precautions when dealing with... this."

"I agree." John said.

"Sarge, we're compromised." Cain stated. "We should evacuate."

"Your man is correct, Mister Hammond." Mister Parks concurred. "Whilst I doubt Cornelius Fudge's ability as a wizard, the fact remains that he has now been here and he has the knowledge to return via teleportation or portkey."

"Portkey!?"

"Yes Mister Potter, as you are no doubt aware, a portkey will transport any number of people. They will likely all land in this very room."

"Very well. Mister Mullins, expedite our evacuation. We will head back to Jurassic Park immediately." John ordered.

"Cain, you stay with Mister Hammond and the kids. Make sure they stay together." Mullins ordered.

"What's wrong, Harry?" Lex asked as they sat in the animal trailer with Scar and Jelly as they were driven to the airport.

"I was hoping to find my godfather and owl. If I could find Hedwig she might be able to get a message to Sirius."

"What about your friend, Hermione? Couldn't she get them?"

Harry nodded thoughtfully. "I suppose. I don't know if she will even talk to me though. She was insulting to John. Mullins pretty much threw her out of the house."

"We can call her from the airport. Mister Mullins probably has her number."

"Are you coming to Jurassic Park?" Harry asked.

"I can't. I have school." She sulked. "But Grandpa said he'd fly me over for the holidays."

"I guess Tim will be gone as well. Just me and the adults. Lovely." Harry said sarcastically.

"You can always call." Lex offered shyly. "I have a computer so we could even see each other."

"Jelly will love that." Harry chuckled, not noticing the disappointed sigh from the girl at his side.

As they waited at the airport for the plane to be readied, Lex took Harry to the terminal to phone Hermione.

Lex was treated to the sight of Harry getting more and more irritable.

"I can't go to school."

"..."

"Because the ministry said so!"

"..."

"What do you expect me to do? Let them shove me in Azkaban?"

"..."

"Look, either send Hedwig to me or use her to send a letter to Sirius and tell him to turn himself into non-magical police. They know he is innocent."

Harry slammed the phone back in the cradle angrily. "Stupid moron. She actually thinks that the ministry was just trying to scare me. Forget the fact they sent Sirius to prison without a trial."

"Come on. We'll ask Grandpa to have someone deal with Hedwig and Sirius." Lex grabbed his hand and pulled him away. She didn't bother letting go though.

"Don't worry about it, Harry. I guess the information got lost in the shuffle again." Ian sighed as he sat with the kids and the raptors of the cargo plane. "The British Government has your owl. They got it when they got your trunk. They just couldn't send her overseas."

"Why can't I get this information from the source?" Harry asked irritably.

"It's not intentional. Normally we discuss park and dinosaur issues at dinner. By the time we turn to other topics you are out hunting.

"Just remind us to switch the order."

"Harry, Mister Hammond needs you up front. Got another issue on Site B." Mullins said from the doorway.

Ian was heading back home. He had work to do and a daughter he wanted to see. But he promised to call and ordered Harry to look into apparition so he could easily come and visit.

Even Scar and Jelly were sad as the three sat alone on the boat from Costa Rica to Isla Nublar. Many of their friends were now gone and they didn't know when they would return.

Harry was moving through the jungles of Isla Sorna in his dinosaur form. He had insisted that he was going to travel this way as it was more comfortable in the rain and foliage.

Scar and Jelly were running parallel to him some fifty meters away. Mullins and his team were driving their tank some way back.

A new group of idiots had attempted to land on the island. Surprisingly they had actually managed to successfully land their helicopter.

The helicopter was small, a maximum of five people could fit on board. What was weird was that it meant they didn't have supplies like cages to capture dinosaurs or boxes to store eggs in. Not to mention food, water and shelter.

They had landed at the far north of the island. Right in the territory of a family of tyrannosaurus-rexes.

It was night time when they set off from the southern base and the sun was beginning to peak over the horizon as they reached the search area.

Harry froze. He could see three men in a high tree. Sniper rifles pointed towards him. He quickly transformed and took cover behind a tree.

There were no fired shots so they might not have seen him.

He heard the bushes rustle next to him. He could see Scar and Jelly hiding there. "Get behind trees. Men with guns are aiming our way."

The two raptors darted for trees and a shot rang out.

The raptors remained silent.

"Harry, come in. Harry."

"I'm here Sarge. You heard the shot?"

"Are you injured?"

"No. I don't know if they saw me. They took a shot at Jelly. She's fine though. We're in cover."

"Could you see any details? Maybe their race, equipment, uniform?"

"No, just that they are high in the trees and have sniper rifles."

"We're abandoning the tank. We'll come in stealthily and then you and Cain can head off on your broom and flank them."

John was livid when they returned to Jurassic Park. Not only were the apprehended men American poachers, but they had also pointed guns at Harry.

"Gentlemen, tell me what sort of equipment you need that will make Harry's presence unnecessary." John demanded as they sat around the conference table.

"Sir, we could do the job without Harry, the risk would be greatly amplified but... we are trained and well equipped." Mullins answered.

"Sarge?"

"Go ahead Cain."

"Mister Hammond, what Harry brings to the team is himself. A human element that can't be duplicated. We could go out there with all sorts of weapons and equipment, we could take a translator, but Harry is the only one who can get the dinosaurs to listen to him... even if he does have to bite one or two."

"Sir, I don't believe trying to handle dinosaur problems without Harry is smart." Tomas spoke up. "But human issues, like poachers... why not have Costa Rica declare the islands a restricted fly-zone. Install some radar and anti-air weapons and leave it up to god and man's stupidity."

"Just shoot them out of the air?" John was amused.

"We spotted both incursions whilst they were in the air." Mullins agreed. "It would be more effective in protecting the dinosaurs and your personnel."

"Could you put more cameras on Isla Sorna?" Harry asked. "To monitor the dinosaurs and pick up any humans that slip through."

John chuckled. "Well, that one is certainly cheaper than military grade equipment. But it does lack the active element of stopping encroachers.

"I will have the orders placed for cameras. What is your opinion of having a team use the tank to move through Site B and place the cameras?" He looked to Harry.

"You'd have to literally open the door and stick a hand out." Harry was wide-eyed in apprehension. "The raptors will track the tank and follow it, looking for an opportunity. Plus, I don't know what they will do to the cameras.

"The rexes will attack. No question."

"Need to make the tank fart."

"Larkin." Mullins sighed at the smirking man.

Larkin laughed. "Nah, seriously Sarge, we talked about this. If we can install a system on the tank that lets us deploy a gas deterrent like tear gas, then we can drive the dinos off and escape.

"Install a loud speaker system and we might not even need the gas.

"Gas and noise... a fart system." Larkin was clearly proud of himself.

"A speaker system should be easy enough to acquire." Hammond agreed. "Tear gas too. A delivery system could be designed by our people. My concern is the effect tear gas will have on dinosaurs. Will it kill them, have no effect, or will they react like humans?"

After a few phone calls back to the British Government, Harry received a new batch of books. Everything they could find on apparition, portkeys and wards.

Ellie had called and was not happy to hear he was back on the island after essentially being hounded out of Scotland.

So Harry had decided to look into magical transportation other than a broom and the floo.

Unfortunately he didn't tell anyone his plans.

The entire island jumped at the massive crack that made the compound shake.

Everything was mobilised. Weapons were issued, the helicopter was launched, despite the risks.

Cain was sent to check on Harry and the raptors.

"Kid!" Cain slid to the floor as he rushed to Harry's side in his room. Scar and Jelly were nervously nudging him.

He checked for breathing and a pulse and gave the raptors a thumbs up before he lifted the wizard in his arms. Then he noticed the room was an utter mess, like a tornado had been through.

"You tried to apparate?" Mullins asked the wizard now that he was awake.

Harry was sitting on a medical bed in the infirmary. "I wanted to try and apparate to Costa Rica or even Isla Sorna."

"Kid's getting cabin fever." Larkin frowned.

"Oh Harry, my boy." John said sadly as he squeezed his hand. "Name your place and I'll take you there. To hell with the press. Mister Mullins and his team are now your permanent security."

Harry looked apprehensive at that. "But, they're soldiers. Aren't they supposed to handle the park?"

"Former soldiers, Harry." Tomas spoke up. "Regardless, soldiers follow orders. It's not like we'd be bored with you."

"Mister Hammond, maybe we could get some of the recent magical hires to come and tutor Harry on magic." Mullins suggested. "If he can get a grip on portkeys, we could stand by as specialists for Park issues."

"Yes... yes, we'll spare no expense." John said as plans formed in his mind. "And yes, you and your team will be specialists. I trust you will have no issues incorporating Harry, Scar and Jelly into your team?"

"Already done, sir."

"Then I have a mission for you already."

Scar and Jelly were getting used to plane travel. That's not to say they enjoyed it, but they were used to it.

Still, six hours in a metal tube was taxing on anyone.

The flight was spent getting Harry into his new tactical gear and making sure he was still competent with guns.

As they landed at Calgary, Canada they were met by various officials and law enforcement.

"Vic Hoskins, InGen Security Division." A tall bulky man greeted them as they exited the plane. "What have you been told?"

"Three Pteranodons breached the aviary and have been sighted near Calgary." Mullins answered as they walked quickly to the nearby lorry.

"Bragg Creek National Park. So far they've only been going for fish, but they also seem territorial and ran off a few hikers."

"We'll try and bring them down unharmed, but our orders are to kill if necessary." Mullins answered.

They reached the lorry and Hoskins turned to look at the raptors that were flanking the teen. "Are those things reliable? I've read the reports."

"More reliable than any report." Mullins gestured for the team to enter the trailer.

Harry and Mullins had had a brief but intense argument over Harry's plan. Harry wanted to use his broom to approach the Pteranodons and see if they could understand him.

Mullins insisted that he take one of them with him. Harry argued he wouldn't be able manoeuvre as well with a passenger.

Harry had won... somehow.

So here he was flying next to the trio of Pteranodons and attempting to have a conversation.

"Go back home."

"No."

"Go back or I take you back."

"No."

"Do you know any other words?"

"Yes."

"Would you at least land and talk to me?"

"No."

And that was when Harry gave up and pulled his wand, stunning all three and slowing their fall.

Two made it to the ground, one got stuck in a tree. Harry had just finished binding all three when the others arrived.

"That wasn't a long conversation." Mullins raised an eyebrow as Tomas oversaw Larkin and Cain as they laid out the stretchers.

"They only ever said two words. Yes and no." Harry grumbled.

"Eat birds?" Scar asked eagerly.

"You know bloody well we don't." Harry glared at her. "If you want to eat a bird we'll get some chicken."

"The usual?" Mullins asked in amusement.

"She thinks with her stomach."

With the Pteranodons secure Hoskins was called in and the team left for the airport. They were headed for Washington D.C. Not only were Lex and Tim attending school there, but John had arranged for some of the new magical employees to tutor him there.

"No trees."

"Bad smell."

"Yeah, but this is how humans live in large groups. We'll be on the edge of the city so there should be trees and food to hunt."

"Harry!"

The three 'dinosaurs' (one being in human form) turned to see Lex running up the tarmac to them as they stood outside the plane.

"Hey Lex-umph." He grunted as she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. "Good to see you too."

"I missed you." She beamed up at him. "I got permission from Mom to come and meet you. I figure you might need a guide around the city." She was suddenly grabbed into a hug by an impatient Jelly.

"Should we tell her this is your hometown, Sarge?" Larkin chuckled.

"You really want to break her heart?" Tomas asked. "Leave them be."

"I think she's going after him full-throttle this time." Cain commented. "I've never seen her wear a dress before."

Lex was wearing a light summer dress that had a fairly high hemline and a neckline that would have shown a lot of cleavage if the girl had been bigger.

"Just keep an eye on Harry." Mullins sighed. "You saw how he was with the Granger girl. He doesn't handle people well."

Their first destination was in the city. Unlike previous trips abroad, they did not attempt to hide Scar and Jelly. Mullins and his team did take up guard positions though.

They were met by John Hammond at the British Embassy. People stopped and took photos of the four guards, two teens and two dinosaurs calmly marching into the gated compound.

John sent a raised eyebrow at his granddaughter as she held gamely onto Harry's hand. The blonde ducked her head and blushed.

No one said anything though.

"Mister Hammond, Mister Potter, good to meet you both." A woman with grey hair in her late fifties approached them. "I am Alice Portman from the Prime Minister's office. I believe I have a friend of yours in my office." She told Harry as she gestured them to follow.

She led them through a short set of wide corridors as smartly dressed workers backed up against the wall as the group moved past.

"They are afraid." Scar commented.

"They've never seen raptors before. Or any other dinosaur." Harry shrugged. "Most humans fear the unknown."

"Unknown? What is that?" Jelly asked.

"Hmm... you'd never met a Pteranodon before Canada and you'd never been to Canada before. They were 'unknown' to you."

"We weren't afraid." Scar pointed out.

"No, and not all humans would be afraid. But humans live in large communities. It would be like if I became a rex and went to the wild raptors at the park and lived in their cave. They would fear me because they don't know what I would do... what would make me attack them."

"They are afraid we will eat them?" Jelly asked.

"Sort of."

The group stumbled to a halt as Scar abruptly stopped. She stretched on her legs until she was almost eight feet tall and began barking. "Don't worry humans. Harry won't like it if we eat you. We only eat food we are allowed to. Do you have any red deer?"

The group looked at Harry curiously.

Harry was standing there with his face in his hands.

Jelly nudged him. "You have to translate for her." She reminded him.

Harry sighed and dropped his hands. He then gestured to the still tall raptor. "Scar wants you to know that you don't have to worry. They won't eat you. They only eat what they are allowed to. Also... do you have any red deer?"

He felt like a fricking idiot.

"I don't think they have red deer, but there are other types." One amused worker spoke up.

There was a short conversation between teen and raptor.

Raptor was clearly excited.

"She's looking forward to something new." Harry shrugged. Harry looked around at all the people watching. "Honestly, they won't hurt you. They can't understand much English but they can get by. They can even respond to yes or no questions.

"Seriously, as long as you don't try and hurt them... the most they will do is sniff you because of your aftershave."

"I believe you all have jobs to do." An old, greying man eyed the workers.

They quickly shuffled along.

"Mrs Portman, perhaps we can move this group to your temporary office?"

"Of course, Ambassador."

Said office was literally six feet away.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Ambassador Taylor. He is in charge of the embassy." Mrs Portman introduced them. She then introduced Harry and John. John introduced the rest.

Taylor fixed John with an imperious glare. "I don't care what the Prime Minister has granted you, you will leave your pets at home in future."

"Are you calling me a pet?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

John was glaring at the Englishman.

Taylor sneered at Harry. "I was referring to the creatures... but I will insist that you leave that disgusting stick at home as well."

"Ambassador!" Portman was horrified.

"Save it. I know of the crimes you 'magicals' have committed. You should be exiled from the British Isles."

"How dare you!" John demanded sharply as he jabbed his stick on the ground.

"Larkin! Stand down!" Mullins and Cain were having to hold the furious red head back.

"What is wrong?" Scar asked agitatedly.

Portman stepped between the Ambassador and her guests. "Get out, Taylor. I can guarantee you will be recalled to answer for your disgusting attitude. I wouldn't be surprised if you were called to explain yourself before the Queen!"

"Shut up woman." Taylor shoved her aside.

"Tomas."

"On it." At his superiors unspoken order he stepped up and quickly spun the Ambassador around, twisting his arm behind his back and marching him out.

"Cain."

"Want me to knock Danny out first?"

"I've got him."

Cain released Larkin and headed out to watch Tomas' back. Larkin was calming down.

"You calm now, Lieutenant?"

"Sorry sir." Larkin said tightly, but sincerely.

Harry was helping Mrs Portman to the nearby couch as Lex led her grandfather.

"I- I am so sorry Mister Potter. I had no idea he was... I had no idea." She was clearly shocked.

"Mister Larkin, could you find a drink for the lady, please?" John asked with concern.

"Aye sir."

"Harry, talk to the sisters. They sound worried." Mullins ordered.

Larkin returned four minutes later with a very expensive bottle of scotch and two glasses.

John had looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

Larkin had looked slightly abashed. "The bastard doesn't deserve it."

John gave him a tired smile and gestured for him to pour.

"Mrs Portman, I have never involved myself in politics beyond what was necessary for my company to thrive, but perhaps you should contact your superiors and alert them of what has occurred before rumours abound?"

Mrs Portman nodded. "I will do so in a moment. First, Mister Potter, on the windowsill you will find... happiness." She gave a sad laugh.

John gave him a small nod and Harry went to investigate.

"At least something good will happen today." She said sadly. She looked at the two patiently waiting raptors. "I was under the impression your company had developed a method of communicating without Harry."

"Yes, but the device is rather bulky at the moment." John nodded.

"Perhaps you should encourage Mister Potter to start a journal, noting his observations of dinosaur behaviour and intelligence?"

John shook his head sadly. "Harry's life has left him ill-equipped to adequately compare human behaviour with dinosaur behaviour.

"I, and several of his adult friends, worry that the lad may one day simply vanish into the park to live with the dinosaurs."

"It was that bad? I was only briefed on the very basics. I am not exactly a senior member of the Prime Minister's staff, barely more than an aide."

"It was that bad."

"If I might, Mrs Portman, the British government wouldn't send 'just an aide' on such an important job." Mullins offered.

"Isn't Harry a national hero in England?" Lex asked.

"Amongst the magicals, yes." Mrs Portman nodded. "From what I have personally learnt, he should be amongst the normal world as well, but the magicals like to keep us ignorant." She looked at John. "Did you know that many of the natural tragedies that occurred in the sixties and seventies were because of the war amongst the wizards?

"Thousands of people died at the hands of magicals and they wiped our memories and made us think it was all just a horrible result of nature."

"I didn't know." John said tightly. "I do, however, know that magicals tried to wipe our memories when they came to kidnap Harry. Harry is the only reason they didn't, he used his own magic to disarm and hold them off."

"Like I said, he should be a recognised hero on both sides." She looked over John's shoulder and smiled. "I wish I had a camera. You two are a beautiful sight."

"Wow." Lex gasped.

"Everyone, meet Hedwig." Harry smiled happily.

"Is she lunch?" Scar asked curiously.

Harry glared at her. "You don't eat lunch. And you will not be eating Hedwig. She's family, like you."

"She's got sharp claws." Jelly noted as she moved closer. Hedwig sat on Harry's shoulder, carefully watching the large creature. "Sharp claws are good. Will she hunt with us?"

"She might be able to help, but she is a flyer. Her food is also a lot smaller, like rats and mice."

"What are they saying?" Lex asked.

"The usual. Is Hedwig food? Will she hunt with them?"

"Ah, one track minds." Mrs Portman chuckled.

"Not really." Harry shrugged. "Humans make life hard for themselves. Instead of living in simple caves and eating food we pick and catch, we build elaborate houses and make extremely complex meals.

"To top it off, we all want what everyone else has and we want ours to be better.

"The difference between us and animals is greed."

Mrs Portman was taken aback by that somewhat cynical evaluation of humanity. She noticed a sad look on John Hammond's face and concern on the security detail.

"What about entertainment, kid?" Larkin asked. "Music, film, books? Animals spend all day eating, sleeping and fu-oof... pooping?" He finished as he rubbed his kidney from Mullins' jab.

"Animals can entertain themselves. You've watched me play with Scar and Jelly. Cats do the same. They will chase anything shiny and small. Dogs can spend ages chasing their own tail."

"Perhaps you could introduce some human forms of entertainment to Scar and Jelly." Mrs Portman suggested. "Read them some stories."

"A splendid idea." John agreed. "It will also give them some insight into humans."

Washington D.C. was where John had bought his first house in America. It was where International Genetics Incorporated (InGen) was first thought up. Where the dream of Jurassic Park was born.

InGen's Headquarters were in California, but the Hammond Foundation, which created InGen was in Washington D.C.

The Hammond Foundation's American Office was in a fairly stately town house. It served as John's home when he was in the city. There was a staff of ten, five were temporary and solely there for Harry.

Two witches and three wizards, all in their mid thirties. All recent employees of InGen.

"Harry, these good people will be teaching you the things you can't learn on your own." John introduced them. "Like apparition." He fixed the boy with a glare.

Harry gave a sheepish shrug.

Twenty minutes later and Harry was sent away as the magicals tried to heal everyone's ears. Asking for a demonstration of Harry's attempt to apparate was not smart.

"He's a god damned powerhouse." The eldest of the group, a black man named Adrian Lloyd grunted as they sat with John.

"It explains the rumours about him driving off a hundred dementors." A white male, Dwayne Kensington offered.

"Why didn't we just ask him to do the patronus charm?" Amy Park, a woman of Chinese descent demanded.

"Because Mister Hammond is a non-magical." Dwayne retorted. "I assume June wanted Harry to do something that Mister Hammond could see."

June Hoyte was a the youngest, a black woman. "Actually... I was just curious about how apparition could cause the damage reported."

"Eric, please keep your wife on a leash." Amy demanded of the last magical, a white male, and surprisingly, not a muggleborn. He had a magical lineage that went back to before Columbus.

"I did not marry my wife because I wanted a pet, Amy. I married her because she keeps well entertained." Eric smirked at his blushing wife.

Said wife weakly pushed him.

"Perhaps you could give your opinion of whether you can teach Harry and how long it would take?" John pressed.

"Teaching him is not an issue." Dwayne said dismissively. "He's already looking to learn and that is the hardest part. How long... that is dependent on his ability to grasp certain topics. For instance, I excelled in physics and biology but I could never grasp chemistry."

"The important thing is that we can teach him enough so he won't hurt himself or others by accident." Amy assured the elderly man.

"Do you live nearby?" Harry asked. They were in his new room. He was unpacking his trunk and the meagre clothes he had as Lex sat on the bed.

"Not really. About an hour by train."

"That's a shame. Maybe if I can learn to apparate I could visit you and Tim."

"I think Tim would be more interested in seeing Scar and Jelly again." Lex sighed.

"I know you missed Jelly." Harry smirked at her. "Jelly definitely missed you."

"I missed you Harry." She said with determination that didn't hide her shyness. "I- I wanted to be with you... like a girlfriend."

Harry was frozen... regrettably with a stack of boxers in his hand.

"Can we try dating? Please?" Internally Lex was cringing at how desperate and needy she sounded. But she hadn't ever really been attracted to someone before.

"'scuse the intrusion, Miss Murphy."

She jumped as Larkin stomped in, slapped Harry up the back of the head and then whispered furiously in his ear. He then turned smiled at her and inclined his head.

"Call me if he needs another reboot." He then marched back out.

Harry was looking terrified as his head swung back and forth between Lex and the door Larkin had left through. There was a massive pressure in his head, his heart felt like it was clenching and his blood felt like it had turned to ice.

The problem for Harry was that this was completely alien territory. Even Pavarti hadn't expected more than a dance and company at the ball. He wasn't sure what he had wanted when he asked Cho. He was attracted to her... but...

"You want to spend time together?" Harry asked nervously.

"Private time. Just you and me. No guards, no raptors, no things trying to eat us." The determination was back.

"But why?"

Lex sighed. She was getting frustrated, but she knew enough about Harry's past from Ellie and Ian to know that Harry just didn't understand.

She stood up from the bed and faced Harry. "Do you find me physically attractive?" She asked as she slowly turned on the spot.

"Sure, you're beautiful."

Lex hoped she would get the chance to correct Harry on using 'sure' and a shrug as a preface to 'you're beautiful'. But it wasn't important at the moment.

"Do you enjoy spending time with me?" She asked as she took a step closer. "Do you enjoy talking to me? When we sit in the same room and read or when we are with Scar and Jelly?" She took another step.

"I do." He nodded with a slight gulp. She had backed him up against the bed.

She took a final step forward so that her breasts just lightly touched his chest. "Do you like how I smell? Do you feel the urge to touch my skin, kiss my lips?"

The noise Harry made was not exactly something that could be written down. But it certainly wasn't a denial. More of a nervous attempt to not deny it.

Lex smirked and then pushed Harry on his chest sending him onto the bed.

Harry landed with a squeak.

Lex slowly crawled on to the bed, straddling him as she leaned over and rested her body on his. "Do you enjoy the feeling of our bodies pressed together?" She kissed his lips, softly, no longer than a second, but longer than a peck. She moved his arms around her.

"Is- Is this what you want?" Harry asked, very aware of how certain parts of him were both incredibly uncomfortable and at the same time, never more comfortable in his life.

Lex slipped her arms beneath Harry's neck. "I want this without the nervousness. I want to be able to kiss you and hug you and for you to welcome it.

"I want you to hug me, kiss me... I promise I will welcome it.

"I want to walk down the street and hold your hand. Lean against you whilst you read. Snuggle as we sit in the movie theatre."

"And children?" Harry asked curiously.

Lex giggled. It had a torturous effect on his body. "I want to date you Harry. Marriage and kids is for much later. When we know this is what we want... I know marriages can fail." She said sadly as rested her head in the crook of his neck. "Just look at my parents."

Despite the sadness of the revelation, she felt her heart jump when Harry shifted his arms to hug her properly.

"So... we're dating, then?" Harry asked.

Lex smiled and wriggled more firmly into his embrace.

John had been rather terse when he took Lex home to her mother. Harry was taken aside by Larkin and given a very stern speech on relationships and respecting a woman.

"If she wants you to stop you stop. Whether you touch her breast or anywhere else.

"Now, I went out and got you some of these." He tossed Harry a cardboard box. "You can buy your own in future but I do not want to find out you and Lex have been sleeping together.

"Am I clear?"

"Erm... what about earlier? We were sleeping then." Harry asked.

"Sex, kid. No sex until you are older. Like... eighteen."

"Ok... but what are these?" He held up the box.

"Condoms." Harry just looked at him. "Rubbers? They stop you from making babies?"

Harry looked at the box carefully. "How do they do that?"

"No one gave you the sex talk?" Larkin looked doubtful.

"Is it a lesson in school? The Dursleys didn't teach me much... how to cook and garden I guess. It wasn't a class in Hogwarts or primary school.

"Actually... how are babies made?"

Larkin couldn't believe that a fifteen-year-old boy could sit there and innocently and legitimately ask him that. He turned on his heel and stomped off. "SARGE!"

Harry quickly followed.

"Larkin, you aren't a child. Don't shout." Tomas sighed as he exited his own room.

"Imma gonna do more than shout." The redhead said angrily. "I need to go back to England. I need to unleash some pain on those bastard Dursleys."

"Malcolm had them arrested." Mullins reminded him calmly as he topped the stairs with Cain.

"Don't care. Bastards need to be fucking tortured."

"What did you tell him, Harry?" Tomas asked the lad.

"Nothing... I asked how babies were made." Harry was a little lost. "Danny said these stopped them from being made." He held up the box.

"Cain, can you handle Harry?"

"Sure Sarge." Cain sighed. Robert 'Bobby' Cain came from a fairly big family and had to raise his younger siblings. He joined the army to earn money to support them. "Come on Harry, this is a lesson that is long overdue."

Mullins waited until Harry's door closed. He then turned on Larkin. "Why the fuck were you talking to Harry about sex? Why were you giving him fucking condoms?" He demanded.

"Easy Sarge." Larkin held his hands up peacefully. "I happened to notice Lex trying to convince Harry to be her boyfriend... I mean literally, she outright asked the kid if they could date.

"I knew Harry had no idea what to do and he was about to break the girl's heart, so I simply whispered for him to get his head out of his ass and respond.

"Apparently they are now officially dating. I found them thirty minutes later sleeping on Harry's bed... fully clothed." He assured them. "Well, the kid is one of us, so I figured I better make sure he knows the rules when it comes to women and sex... goddamn if the kid near broke my heart when he asked how babies are made."

"What, exactly, made you think it was your place to give sex advice?" Tomas asked.

"Like I said, the kid is ours now. I did the same for Bobby when our first leave came up. He didn't need it, but... better to give and not need it than take the risk... I think I proved what happens if you do take the risk."

"Whilst I feel you have overstepped your boundaries, Mister Larkin, I do thank you for your concern and attempts to ensure no one was hurt."

They jumped as John Hammond entered the conversation. "I had a similar conversation with my daughter who will now be speaking with my granddaughter.

"Where is Harry now?"

"I sent Cain to explain the birds and the bees. He's got a few younger brothers and has experience." Mullins assured the old man.

"Mister Larkin, you seem to think this is a much bigger issue than I. Could you explain?"

"Sir, Harry is fifteen, he doesn't know how babies are made or what condoms are for. Does he even know girls have vaginas?" Larkin said respectfully.

"They didn't teach biology at Hogwarts." Tomas frowned. "Would he have learnt in primary school?" He asked John.

"Not to my knowledge."

"Right." Larkin nodded. "Now, we are men. Brutes you might say." He shrugged at John's smirk. "We'll talk about sex and women. Harry might have learnt by osmosis, but... if he didn't and he eventually had a girl who wanted sex... what do you think his reaction is going to be when he sees a vagina? When she tries to stick his dick in her?"

"Talk about a traumatic experience." Mullins sighed.

"It might be an idea to send him to normal school, sir." Tomas suggested. "After we've ensured he's up to speed on what a fifteen-year-old boy should know."

"Agreed. Mister Larkin, as you've decided to unilaterally appoint yourself Harry's minder, you will be chaperoning any dates he may have with my granddaughter."

"Happy to sir."

"You better be damned glad we aren't in the service, Danny. I'd have you scrubbing latrines with your toothbrush." Mullins glared at him.

Despite Harry's best unintentional attempts, Lex was not going allow things to become uncomfortable. She had listened to her mother warning her about boys, sex and everything else for most of the evening.

It wasn't until Tim heard what their mother was suggesting that it stopped. Mainly because Tim was outraged that anyone would think so badly of Harry.

Lex wasn't off the hook as Tim rounded on her for not taking him to see Harry, Scar and Jelly.

This brought their mother to start lecturing Tim on giving Lex and Harry space... ten minutes later as the kids went to bed, she wondered why the devil she had started defending her daughter's ventures into dating after spending hours trying to warn her off.

Lex managed to get Harry out of the Hammond Foundation building and to take walks with her. She also managed to get him into a restaurant.

Tim was actually a godsend as he distracted the raptors.

On the education side, it was getting harder to see Harry attending a non-magical school. He simply didn't have the right education.

His magical education was fine. Not only could he apparate without sounding like a cannon going off, but he also knew how to create portkeys.

Eric Hoyte was well versed in portkeys and how to make them so they avoided everything. They took more care and power to make, but they wouldn't hit another portkey. Harry had been back to Jurassic Park several times and was able to take everyone including the raptors with him.

Scar and Jelly were not happy with the method of transportation but slowly got used to it. It certainly helped as Harry could take them there to hunt.

On September 8th Harry had a new visitor.

"Sirius!"

"Hey pup." The haggard man grinned as Harry stared at him, shocked.

"How did you get here? Are the magicals still looking for you?"

"The muggles managed to get word to me. They granted me immunity and sent me here. Did you know they have muggleborns working for them?"

"Sure. They got fed up of magicals abusing them."

"The muggles or the muggleborn?"

"Both."

"That explains the rumours." Sirius sighed. "Do you know what happened to Dumbledore? He just dropped off the map. He was supposed to be looking for you."

Harry scowled. "He found me. He tried to kidnap me and hurt my friends. He's now in prison."

"Kidnap? He wasn't trying to-"

"He had Snape and some other guy. They held their wands on us and threatened to obliviate my friends."

"Well... they were muggles, right? Standard procedure."

"Wrong, Sirius." Harry growled. "How would you like it if I removed your memories of ever knowing I existed?"

"That's completely different!"

"How? That's what the old fool wanted to do."

"Because it's the law, Harry."

"It's a crime against anyone, it is an unspeakable act. Learn that fast or I'll have my location obliviated from your mind." Harry spun on the spot and vanished.

"Cain, get Larkin out of here."

Sirius turned to see a dark haired man trying to hold back and angry redheaded man. Another dark haired man and a blond haired man were glaring at him.

"You think you can just play with our memories?" The dark haired man asked tightly.

"It's the law." Sirius glared at him. "It's for your good as well as ours. A couple of centuries ago your kind burnt mine at the stake."

"And you think ninety years of unsuccessful witch hunts justifies centuries of abuse against my people?

"Do you even wonder why witch hunts began? According to what we've learnt from your books, you went into hiding after the witch hunts began. So what the fuck did you idiots do to prompt them?"

"We lived." Sirius snarled. "You bigots were jealous of our abilities and decided we couldn't have them."

"Illogical. That would only be true if you were already hiding and accidentally revealed magic to us. But your history says we lived side-by-side before then... for thousands of years.

"I'd bet it is the same thing you lot do to us today that got you in trouble in the first place. I bet one of your kind committed a terrible crime, then you tried to wipe the memory of those that saw... but you missed a few."

Sirius scoffed. "Is that the story you tell yourself to ease your conscious?"

"My conscious is clear. I don't blame sons for the father's sins."

"You seem to hate me pretty hard."

"You made it clear you want our memories erased. You approve of it. Notice that Harry is highly respected by everyone here."

"And how much magic do you make him use to amuse you? To make your work vanish?" Sirius smirked.

"None you asshole!" A female voice said furiously. Sirius went stiff as a board and toppled over. "Mister Mullins, we will take over from here." June Hoyte growled. She then levitated Sirius and marched off.

"Wow... maybe she should teach Harry defence." Dwayne chuckled as he stood with the others and watched the woman leave with her prey.

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