Harry Potter and the Survivors of Isla Sorna

By: DJ Rodriguez

(Author's Notes: Hi everyone! I just got to say that I am amazed on how many reviews I got from the last chapter. It really does my heart good to see so many liking my story.

I forgot to include this part in the last chapter since I was in a bit of a rush. But now that I remember, I will include it in this chapter. All in all, I hope you like it. And I hope that those of you who wanted Hermione to return to Harry's side are satisfied on her passing the test Luna and Neville set up for her. I know that in most stories, and in the cannon books, most wizards and witches like to use their magic to deal out punishment.

In this case… a mix of both magic and physical means to inflict damage is going to be seen here. I mean honestly… if I had the chance, even if it would mean forfeiting my life, I would love to have just deliver a single punch to Voldemort or Dumbledore in their damn faces! What about you? If you had the chance, which character would you like to punch or kick hard in this story? Excluding me of course.

Also, a big hand to the reviewer Uzunaru999 for figuring out the animangus forms of our five heroes/heroines! I do not own Harry Potter or Jurassic Park.

Now, on with the fanfic!)

Journey back to Costa Rica and Legacies unfold at Gringotts

Harry and his women were just coming around after experiencing that burst of magical release, and saw that they were falling rapidly towards the ocean below. The raven-haired teen gasped in surprise and took the bag that was by Narcissa. "Here! Use your wands! Since our magic's back on, let's see what we can do!" he exclaimed to them all. He reached inside the bag and found all the wands. They put the wands in a safe place, since they were next to useless on the island. When each held their wand, they felt the connection… but instead of a warm and good feeling they usually felt when holding them, it was hot to the touch!

Bellatrix pointed her wand at the helicopter's flooring and shouted, "WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!". She put her all her effort into the spell, knowing though that it would take five well-trained and strong wizards/witches to even try attempt to levitate a mechanical monstrosity such as this. She was hoping it would slow down the craft so it would land in the water gently… but she received a little bit of a shock when she saw that not only was the copter falling, it was standing perfectly still in mid-air! Not even a little jiggle, and it was hovering in mid-air perfectly.

"Wha-?! How in bloody hell am I-?!" she started to say, surprised on her feat of magical might. However, Narcissa helped her out by opening the sliding doors and used a hovering charm on the long metal poles beneath the craft.

"Okay Bella, lower us down to the water gently!" Cissy instructed. Bellatrix nodded and slowly lowered the craft down on the water, and when Narcissa told her to release the spell, they all saw that the helicopter was now floating on the water like a buoy.

Tonks panted out, "THAT was too close! I mean, bloody hell! What in Merlin's name happened?!".

Harry answered, lying back on his seat, "I don't know… I mean, one minute we're without magic… then the next, wham! We have access to our magic now! But…".

Fleur took over from there, "Our magic washed over all of us like a tidal wave, and all at once we… we just experienced a burst of wild magic like nothing ever seen before.". She was a bit inaccurate in one perspective. The magic didn't just wash over them like a tidal wave, but more like a tsunami.

Narcissa spoke up, "I think when we got a certain distance from the island, our magical cores reactivated. I don't know how or why, but it's something worth looking into later on.".

Bellatrix looked at them all and asked, "So… what do we do now? This craft can't fly anymore, and the muggle there is knocked out cold.". The five looked to the pilot, the man still knocked out and slumped over his fried control panel.

Harry thought for a moment, then stated that he should be left alone. "We don't want him to see us using magic. Also, if Fleur's veela instincts and abilities are up again, it would be wise to leave him as is. Otherwise…" he put in. It was true in a way. With Fleur's veela abilities now into play, if the muggle were to awaken and get hit by her aura… it would get really weird quickly. Something to be avoided in a situation like this.

Tonks inquired, "So, that's taken care of. But the real question is… what now?". Narcissa answered that question by saying that they should use the craft to take us to Costa Rica. She pointed out that since they still had no clue on where they were, appariating was out of the question and portkeys were tricky since even they had a limited distance. If something were to happen, they could end up back on the island or worse.

Harry thought on it for a moment, then had an idea. "I got it! We use wind or something to propel this helicopter back to the mainland! Since this craft was heading east, and is still pointing east, I say we continue down that way until we see land in sight. And that's when we turn off the spell, and hopefully some helpful natives will tow us back to land." he stated.

The ladies thought on it, and concluded that was the best option at this point. Fleur looked at them all and stated, "Leave the wind to me! As a veela, wind iz my affinity!". She slid open the door and took both a steady stance and careful aim. She looked at the direction of the sun, and used it as a compass to tell her where east was at. Tonks strapped down the unconscious pilot, locking him good and tight in his seat.

Harry told Fleur before strapping down himself, "Fleur, if you feel tired at any point, tell us! We'll each take a turn to do the spell!". The witch nodded, then held her wand towards the back of the helicopter. She made an incantation in French, and then… zoom! The helicopter took off on the water like a motorboat! The sounds of screaming, both in joy and in terror, could be heard from the craft.

~At London~

It was chaos at in the magical section of London, pure and simple. When the magical shockwave pulse hit the magical community of Diagon Alley, all sorts of crazy and wild events happened all over. Wizards and witches found themselves to be super-charged with magical energy, others suffering from some kind of extreme pain, and some experiencing a drastic decrease in magical energy and physical strength. Magical items were now overloaded with power, and went crazy before combusting into fire. Animals, be they of magical or mundane sort, were going wild and driving owners and other insane with their instinctive natures going into overdrive. Potion ingredients in shops were extremely potent now, and any potions were also charged up with incredible potency and strength.

In Knockturn Alley, most of the wizards and witches there were either experiencing terrible pains or depleted strength. Also, a good number of them had the Dark Mark showing up on their bodies, showing to all who their allegiances were at. Surprisingly, a few wizards and witches in the alley were spared from the effects of the shockwave. One of them was a young woman by the name of Keara Naurcorm, a witch who dealed with making various objects that were semi-illegal to very illegal. At least, illegal to the Ministry's eyes. Keara was tough, well-versed in the art of both crafting and battling. She also had a kind of sixth sense when it came to customers who wanted her to make something that was very much evil-oriented.

Granted, while she did defy the Ministry, Keara had a code of honor she followed. So those that tried to intimidate her or threaten her in any way, they saw that she was nicked named the Dragoness for a reason. Even veteran Death Eaters such as Malfoy and Macnair were wary to even mess with her.

When the beautiful young witch felt the magic shockwave pulse, she felt very much alive! She was breathing hard as her magic was now coursing through her, stronger than ever. She also noticed that lot of her items, both on display and in her backroom, were humming and singing with such strength. She grinned and whispered to herself, "Hehehe… it seems that something very interesting has happened. I hope that whatever caused that shockwave of such strength and power comes to my shop soon".

At Gringotts, it was chaos all around. When the pulse hit, the bank was alive with activity. The goblin tellers were forced to call in the armored guards to escort the wizards and witches out of the building, telling them all that it was necessary. When all was clear of human patrons, out came the mighty goblin chief Ragnok. The goblin was not only the bank president, but also high chief of the entire Goblin Nation that was in Europe. He was dressed in battle armor, showing to all that he was not a goblin to take lightly in any way or form. He looked to one of his subordinates and demanded, "What is going on, Razorhook? What is happening?".

The goblin teller Razorhook bowed to his lord and answered, "High Chief, the shockwave pulse we felt now… it was pure magic! It started to tamper with everything here, causing all accounts and such to go haywire! Many devices within the bank just simply exploded from power overload! It's like nothing I have ever witnessed!".

One of the tellers, a goblin by the name of Griphook went to his leader and stated, "That is not all, my Lord! Shortly after the wave, I received word that the Potter tomes and documents suddenly flew out from their shelves and started to absorb several tomes from the records! Here, I'll show you.". Griphook then motioned for two goblin tellers to bring in the Potter Family Tome, a massive book that was about the size and length of a super folio book. When Ragnok opened the book, he saw that several names were listed below the Potter name. Below were the names of several prominent families, ones that believed to have gone extinct ages ago. It went like so:

Gryffindor

Ravenclaw

Hufflepuff

Slytherin

Ambrosius

Dianne

The list of names before them greatly shocked Ragonk, as well as the others who read the fine print. "What is this?! Are you showing me that the last Potter heir, Harry James Potter, is now responsible for all of these families?!" he exclaimed to Griphook. The first four were famous throughout all of Europe, but the last two… well, that puzzled the leader to no end.

Another goblin employee, one going by the name of Earthslice, went and bowed to his leader. He stated, "My Lord, before the devices were destroyed due to the shockwave overload, I managed to see a five-way soul bonding form between Harry Potter and these women! I wrote it down just in case!". He then handed a parchment that stated:

"Harry James Potter is now soul-bound by magic herself to Fleur Angelica Delacour, Bellatrix Jessica Black, Nymphadora Joy Tonks, and to Narcissa Marie Black. Recognized by magic herself, this soul-bond cannot be broken by any means."

Ragnok was now thinking, pondering on how and why such a thing would occur, and only after two weeks of Harry Potter's vanishing act. It was only a couple of minutes later when a goblin cart worker went to them. He went to his leader and exclaimed, "Lord Ragnok, the vaults… the vaults and dragons… they are…!"

The leader of the Goblin Nation of Europe looked coolly at his subordinate and replied, "Calm yourself down, Wheelwork. Tell me carefully on what has happened.".

Wheelwork finally caught his breath and stated, "The Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin vaults are all empty! Everything in there, gone! The Potter and Black vaults are empty as well! But that's not all! The Merlin vault… its empty as well!". That got a round of gasps and talk among the goblins. All the vaults were of high security, but the Merlin vault… it was nigh impenetrable, guarded by the most strongest of magics and security works ever seen on the planet.

"If everything is gone… where was it taken?" Ragnok asked calmly. Wheelwork then said that he should see it for himself, which surprised the leader slightly.

Ragnok turned to his subordinates and ordered, "Clean and organize everything, make sure everything is up and running again before opening the doors to the bank. However, tell this to no one. Whoever disobeys this order… will find their heads attached to pikes and put on display. Am I clear?". The goblins all bowed and said as one that they understood. Ragnok nodded his head before walking to Wheelwork, the two goblins going down the cart and straight down into the massive underground chambers.

Once they were underground, Ragnok saw all of the dragon guardians thrashing around in their chains wildly, roaring loudly and looking upward to the surface. Ragnok looked at Wheelwork as the cart sped up, "What has got them so agitated? I have never seen them this worked up before.". Now, dragons were magical creatures and most wizards and witches thought of them to be simple and beastly. Not so. Dragons were very intelligent, and some were more so then even humans. They even had their own language, which many creatures such as goblins figured out how to translate.

Wheelwork answered, "They keep crying loudly that 'The Ancient Ones are here! The Ancient Ones have come back!'. Other then that, not much else.". Ragnok was now puzzled by this. Dragons themselves were an ancient species, close to at least 20,000 years living on the planet before humans. So, what was older then them?

After a thirty-minute drop at speeds nearing Mach 1, the cart came to a stop. They were now deep beneath the earth, somewhere close to the mantle. When the cart stopped, Ragnok found himself in front of a newly formed vault. He looked to his left to see Vault #0, which was Merlin's vault. "What kind of vault is this to surpass even Merlin's?" he asked himself softly. Wheelwork answered that this vault was just carved out recently, apparently done by pure magic itself. The leader of the goblins just nodded, and saw that there was something strange upon the new vault door. Usually, a number was posted on the door for all to see, to identify said vault. But, there was no number.

Instead, an insignia was on the solid gray stone door. One he had never seen before. It was…

~At Little Hangleton~

Tom Marvolo Riddle, a.k.a. Lord Voldemort, was not having a good day. No... he was having a very PAINFUL day! Just a few minutes ago, he was carefully plotting and going over plans to invade the muggle world and make his presence known to the mundane population. However, his property was soon hit by the shockwave pulse magic, and he was now writing on the floor, screaming with such pain that it was like his blood became magma! His followers, who were around him, also were floundering about on the ground, wracked with such pain it was unbelievable.

The hypocritical wizard screamed out in agony, "WHAT IS…. AHHHHHH…. GOING ON… AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!".

Nagini, his pet snake, was hissing loudly and flopping around like an earthworm on a hook, glowing a deep, sick green-black aura color. Severus Snape was deep below the dungeons, mixing and making his potions when the pulse hit. Even though they were deep underground, Snape felt the shockwave and was also yelling and screaming his lungs off. His Dark Mark was shown for all to see, and his flailing about destroyed several vials of potion that was to be used to make Lord Voldemort stronger. When the vials splashed themselves on the stone floor, and slowly made their way to a certain spot thanks to gravity… well, let's just say certain chemicals, be it magic potion or not, should not be mixed in.

An explosion shook the house like a miniature earthquake, and it would take some time for Snape to be fully healed. About a month or so would do. And it would be a little longer for anyone to even think about repairing the damage the explosion did to the house's foundations.

~Deep inside the Earth~

Every mundane scientists, teacher, and scholar are lead to believe that the inside of the planet is made of a solid nickel-iron ball. However, one would be surprised that they are only partially right. The inside, or heart, of the planet was indeed a large orb. However, it was not made of anything solid. It was a huge sphere that comprised purely of magical essence, an extremely concentrated liquid of magic that spread throughout the planet like veins in a body. Also, this orb was sentient. For eons, long before mankind was even considered, magic was alive and nourished the beings that rested on her bosom. Yes, she. The sentient magical force was female, at least in this case.

She felt something shooting towards her, a connection that she had not felt for ages. You see, most wizards and witches can use magic due to their connection with the core planet. Purebloods, like those in Europe, were minor as their inbreeding and also soul-structure weakened their connection to magic significantly. Muggleborns and halfbloods were stronger, depending on a lot of variables and such. Magical creatures had a deep connection with magic, most making it to the mantle, and very few even managing to go halfway. Legendary beings, from all over the globe and in each country, could even go close to the outer core. Merlin was one of these legendary beings.

Magic herself spoke in a deep but melodious voice, "My children… my children are back! After so many millennia and eons… after they were wiped out long ago… they are back! I can feel them!". Magic had kept records and such of every living, sentient being that has come and gone on this planet. Now, she could feel children… certain ones that she believed to have been wiped out millions of years ago. These five magical beings… their magical cores shot straight through the earth and actually penetrated the inner core!

She sighed in gladness, then knew she had to aid her children. She had lost them once… she would not lose them again.

(Author's Notes: I know it's short, but I hope it's sweet for all of you readers out there! Harry and his ladies survived the fall, but it seems that something is a bit wrong. Their wands are starting to grow hot in their hands… any guesses on why that is? Also, I have a question to ask of all of you. Harry will be heir to Gryffindor by birth, and Slytherin by conquest. However, who should be heir to Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Ambrosius? Fleur is heir to Dianne, but that family's legacy will be revealed next chapter.

Also, what should the new vault be like? Hehehe… you all know what the insignia on the door is. It's going to be Harry's new symbol for his family… and more! So, I would like to know what kind of security measures and such be for the vault? The inside is going to be similar of the Isla Sorna, just so you know.

Also, the character in here, Keara Narucorm… she's actually a character that is used by my girlfriend! Yes, folks. Keara is an OC, owned by my girlfriend who is here on , her author name being Kearitona Sjachraelgil! So, go over and give her some props!

R&R, no flames, enjoy, and leave long reviews!)