Chapter 2: Bron

"Eronia Exume!" Bron heard a young voice shout as he was grazing off a tall tree. He swallowed the nearly chewed treestar and listened further. Hissing. Fast Biters. He thought with a angry look. Sharptoothed cowards. He moved toward the sound of battle...

He couldn't believe he was being chased by a dinosaur. How did he get here? Who was he for that matter? He hadn't had time to think about it as the Velociraptor jumped from behind. He turned quickly and shouted the first spell that came to mind.

"Eronia Exume!" His wand tip glowed brightly and the raptor was hurled backwards into a tree. IT hissed and they started circling each other.

Now think. He thought to himself. What do you remember from your primary school trip to the museum? He was pretty sure this was a Velociraptor, the big middle claws on its feet proved that. Velociraptor. Carnivore. Killing Claws, damned fast. Pack Hunter...One faces the prey head on, the others...Damn damn damn! He turned to see two other raptors lunged at him. Heard a whooshing sound and ducked as the two raptors where thrown into the alpha raptor. They hissed and snapped at each other as they tried to seperate.

"Cowards." Said a calming voice above Harry. He looked up to see a Apatasaur glaring at the retreating raptors. "Are you alright little one?" He asked looking at him concernedly.

"Uh, thank you." Harry said...what? Right! His name was Harry!

The long necked dinosaur leaned its tall neck down to check Harry over. "What kind of dinosaur are you?" The male asked. "No tail, no claws," Harry checked his nails to be sure there where none. "Strange patch of fur." He breathed over his head making his hair ruffle and him giggle.

"I don't quite know how to say this sir." Harry said as politely as he could. But, I'm not a dinosaur. I'm a human."

"Human?" The male asked interestedly.

"Do you have a name sir?" Harry asked.

"My name is Bron. And yours?" He asked.

"My name is...my name is...He just remembered it a moment ago. "Harry." He said. Suddenly remembering.

"Well Harry." Bron said laying down making the ground shake slightly. "How did you get here? I've never seen anything as strange as you."

"Well Mr. Bron." Harry said, "I don't really remember. As I try I just get this flash of bright light in my mind."

"You've got a case of Mind sickness." Bron said.

"What?" Harry asked the dinosaur sitting indian style on the grass.

"When your mind can't remember things, its called Mind Sickness." Bron said simply. This obviously male human reminded him of his own son Littlefoot. He was so innocent. How are you going to get back from where you came from?" He asked.

"I don't know." Harry said as he blinked wondering that exact same thing. "Can all dinosaurs talk?" Harry asked. "Where I come from humans assumed that dinosaurs do nothing but grunt and roar." It was an innocent enough question he thought. What human could say they met a living, talking Apatasaur?

"Of course we can. " Bron said with a chuckle. "Come on." He stood and so did Harry. "You can stay with my herd. We're making our yearly journey to the Great Valley and you can come with us."

"Great Valley?" Harry asked as Bron picked him up with his long tail and gently put him on his back where Harry could hold on.

"Its the safest place from Sharpteeth." Bron said. "You don't want to meet those Fast Biters again do you?"

"Fast Biters?" Harry asked. Then suddenly he realized he meant the Raptors he fought earlier. "Oh. No sir I don't."

Bron smiled and turned to head back to his herd.

To Be Continued...

Harry remembers SOME things, just nothing about his relatives and his home.

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