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Almost done with the rewrite bits

Chapter 9

Hermione grinned as she watched Harry with the group of First Years. There were no houses here to divide them or split up friends. Seeing them all flock to Harry, not because he was King or the Boy-Who-Lived, but just because he was Harry and he cared about them. She wasn't able to do that, helping with homework sure, but getting the kids to open up?

The population of the school wasn't big but there was room to grow and the smaller class sizes made things easier. The teachers were far better than those at Hogwarts and she now wondered how Britain could think that the school was a premier one? Then again it was the British Ministry, they seemed to like living with their heads in the sand. Amelia Bones was keeping them informed and Ted kept an ear out too when he was there, which was becoming less and less often. The search for Harry was ongoing and unfortunately Fudge had managed to keep his job while Dumbledore has somehow remained Headmaster, although by the skin of his teeth. Everyone in the Royal Advisory Council knew that sooner or later they would find Harry and come after him, especially Voldemort.

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Andromeda stared at the results of her research, wishing it was wrong, that she'd made a mistake. Sirius was going kill someone over this. How had Poppy never seen this? Or at least something, unless she had? With Dumbledore illegally acting as Harry's magical guardian who was to say she hadn't brought it up and he had chosen to ignore it? Or believed nothing could be done to separate them? It would explain a lot, if Dumbledore believed Harry had to die to stop Voldemort. She remembered the diary and felt sick, how many of these abominations had Riddle created?

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Harry frowned as he looked through some of the first papers dealing with InGen, before there was an InGen actually. He'd finished his homework and wanted to learn everything he could about InGen. Henry Lockwood and the Lockwood Estate? So before even his parents invested, John was involved with this Lockwood person to start the whole thing. So, where was he? Why did he just vanish from the paperwork? It was a mystery and Harry hated mysteries.

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Sirius wrapped Harry up in his arms as they stared at Andromeda, she'd explained her findings and theories.

"I have a…piece of Riddle in my scar?" Harry finally whispered, and she nodded.

"With your permission I will contact Gringotts for help as they are the most likely to have run into these before, especially Curse breakers in the field."

"Call Bill then," Harry offered, he trusted Bill. Andromeda nodded and went to make the call.

"Harry…"

"I want this thing out Sirius, as soon as possible."

"As long as its safe. Hermione will kill us all if she ends up Queen."

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John stepped off the helicopter and looked around, amazed at the work that young Harry had managed to get done since the Park had closed. There was a whole town where there had been merely jungle only a year ago, he would love to know who he had used for construction. He smiled as he saw Harry and a young girl waiting for him, that must be Hermione.

"Welcome to the Sanctus Islands," Harry called.

"I am amazed by what you have gotten done in such a short time Harry," they shook hands.

"Lots of people helped," he led John to the 'Palace'. "I'm glad you finally agreed to come visit."

"I would have loved to come earlier, unfortunately there are still legal matters with the Park."

"Yeah, Uncle Ted said there's a few people looking for more money," Harry agreed as they went into his office.

"So, what can I do for you Harry? And how are our animals doing?"

"They're good. The T-Rex had to put the raptor pack in their place on Nublar. With the power off, they got out pretty fast. The animals seem pretty settled on both islands. We're keeping a close eye on this. To reopen, all of the fencing will have to be rebuilt from the ground up and updated. Before any work could be done though we would need to coral the animals to make it safe for workers," Harry grinned, for that they would use warders and dragon keepers. There were already the beginnings of a magical animal preserve on Isla Meurta, including space for dragons. It was weird that Charlie Weasley had said they would love to come but couldn't until after what would have been Harry's fourth year at Hogwarts. It had to be something to do with the Tournament which just made him more determined to ensure he wasn't dragged into it.

"Not a cheap undertaking," John agreed, too many investors had pulled out after the accident.

"Right now, yeah. But in a few years, it will be viable." Harry put the papers on the desk. "I was wondering about this."

John picked them up and then sighed. "Ah, Benjamin… we were young men wanting to change the world. The first attempts at extracting viable DNA from amber were done in a basement laboratory at his estate," he smiled wistfully, thinking back on simpler times. "He had the scientific background, always so curious. We brought Henry Wu in not long after that and eventually moved into better labs before the islands were leased."

"So why didn't he keep working with you?"

"Shortly after we leased the islands there was a car accident, his daughter was killed. After that he was…. consumed by grief."

That did not sound good. "What did he do?"

"He wanted to use our work but in ways I could not agree with."

Hermione frowned and then gulped, "human cloning?" she asked, and John nodded tiredly.

"We haven't spoken in three years."

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Harry stood in the magically protected bunker, watching the triceratops at they grazed, enjoying the peace. In the UK it was two am, Halloween. They'd spent the last week being very visible in Florida, spending time in Orlando and the various theme parks while doing school work at night. But tonight, he had wanted solitude for a while, so he'd returned to Isla Nublar to watch the dinosaurs. They'd been so busy that work on getting the park back in order had fallen to the wayside. And with the Tournament…. well he doubted they'd get any work done on it before next June. He smiled as a baby waddled into view, Wu and the others had made a mistake with the frog DNA, but it didn't seem fair to take away the ability to have babies. He glanced over as someone else appeared and smiled for his Godfather.

"Hey kiddo," he ruffled Harry's hair and then tucked him into his side. "Worried?"

Harry shrugged, "Not like we can do anything until after it happens."

"Amelia will be at the Feast, she'll contact us immediately if it happens. She will also be confronting the officials over it," Sirius assured him, and Harry nodded.

"I just really wanted to be done with all this. This is meant to be my life now."

"It will be Harry. We'll get through this and then never step foot in Britain again. We'll get the Park up and running again and you can go to University and learn all you want to about these animals," Sirius promised, and Harry grinned tiredly. "Come on, dinner and the parade and then bed. We'll know by lunch tomorrow."

Harry nodded, and they vanished, reappearing in the hotel suite. They joined the others for dinner in the restaurant and then went to watch the Halloween parade.

The next morning was spent quietly, everyone waiting with bated breath for word from Amelia. She had one of the communications mirrors that Sirius had dug out of his things and the schools two Arithmancy seventh years were working on copying and making saleable versions, sort of like magical cell phones. Barely any of the delicious lunch was touched as they waited until Sirius activated his vibrating mirror.

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Amelia took a seat at the head table with the officials and staff, noting that the students didn't appear as excited as Dumbledore may wish. She'd been keeping an eye on the school, especially since Sprout and Vector had followed Filius to the Sanctus Institute.

"Sit down please," Dumbledore called, and the chatter slowly quieted as everyone took their seats. Dumbledore turned to the goblet and dimmed the candles. "And now the moment you've all been waiting for, the champions selection!" He approached the blue flame and it glowed red before spitting out a piece of parchment as everyone looked on anxiously. "The Durmstrang champion is ... Viktor Krum!" The Durmstrang crowd cheered as Krum stood and moved to the room off the hall. After a few seconds a second slip emerged. "The champion from Beauxbatons... Fleur Delacour." The Beauxbatons girls cheered as Fleur walked up, although not all of them looked entirely happy, one was even crying. And then the final slip was ejected. "The Hogwarts champion... Cedric Diggory." Hogwarts pupils cheered as Cedric got up and moved forward, the other badgers extremely happy and Newt Scamander, who had been convinced to come teach and take over as Head of Hufflepuff, looked proud. "Excellent! we now have our three champions! But in the end only one will go down in history. Only one will hoist this chalice of champions, this vessel of victory the tri-wizard cup!" People cheered, but the goblet glowed red once more and another name flew out. Dumbledore snatched it and read… "Harry Potter. Harry Potter?" he called, inwardly pleased and Amelia immediately stood as whispers broke out.

"Nobody move!" she called as she stood. "So much for your security measures Dumbledore. Don't worry about investigating this, my department will be handling it."

"Now Amelia," Albus started, he hadn't wanted her here tonight. Too much chance she'd realise what was going on with 'Moody'.

"Don't even start. You swore security would be tight to ensure nothing could go wrong and now a fourth name is drawn? And of someone who isn't even in the country?" She demanded.

"We don't know that Amelia, this is just the sort of thing that boy would pull," Crouch Snr said, and she glared at him before putting a newspaper down.

"And yet Harry Potter is currently in Florida, half way around the world, with his family. The American press loves getting photos of them and showing us up because he moved there," she smirked, so far very few people knew they no longer lived in Florida. She nodded to the arriving Aurors. "Take the cup into custody, a fourth name was called, I want to know how and how to fix this without making a fourteen-year-old compete in a competition that has killed of age Wizards and Witches," she growled. She watched as her people went to work and then moved away, pulling out the mirror to call the family. "Sirius Black," she waited until the image formed.

At the head table Newt frowned, something fishy was going on. Why had he ever agreed to come back to Hogwarts? He'd let Dumbledore draw him into the war and while that had ended with his marriage to Tina, he much preferred a peaceful life with his creatures.

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Sirius took one look at her face and sighed. "We were right?"

"Yes, four champions were called with Harry as the fourth. I had my people take custody of the Goblet, we will be investigating how this happened and if it is binding for Harry."

"Is it possible that we could do something else with the Champions rather than those tasks? Then let the three can do the proper tasks after?" Emma offered, leaning over to see Amelia who frowned.

"I'll look into it," she agreed. "You better contact the Headmaster."

"When are we expected?" Sirius asked.

"The first task is November 24th, the other schools are already here but I see no need to rush as long as you are here in time, if we can't get it cancelled. I'll keep you updated."

"Happy Halloween," Harry grumbled miserable and Hermione clasped his hand. Looked like the ritual to remove the soul in his scar would have to wait a little longer.

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Ian grinned as Sarah Harding stepped off the helicopter with an answering grin. She walked over and kissed him hello, which he happily returned.

"This place looks like paradise," she commented as they walked to the electric jeep. "I still can't believe you gave up tenure to come here."

"There'll be a university eventually," he shrugged.

"So, are you behind my being offered a job?" She asked, and Ian shrugged, trying to act unconcerned.

"Hammond had a Harding on the payroll for the first park, plan is to eventually reopen with a lot more redundancies and safety measures in place. Paleontological behaviour study is a new field and you are considered the top, imagine getting to study the real thing?"

"Very, very tempting," she admitted as they drove through the town, seeing the people as they shopped or sat at a café. "What's the population of people up to now?"

"Six hundred and four with your arrival."

"Not bad. I'm not sure, who would I be working for, InGen or the Sanctus Islands?"

"Sanctus and King Henry, who prefers Harry," Ian pulled into the garage. "I wasn't sure…you can stay with me or there's an empty apartment across the hall?"

Sarah smiled, "hope you stocked the kitchen." She grabbed her bag and walked into the building and he grinned, following her.

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Filius looked over the students who would be making the trip to Hogwarts, all magical due to where they were going. They all looked smart in pressed tan slacks, skirts or shorts, depending on the student's preference. They wore white shirts and the boys wore dark green ties as well. Their blazers were also dark green, emblazoned with the Sanctuary Institute crest of a white owl and olive branch. The rest of the school and a lot of the other residents were out to send them off.

With Filius to be gone for possibly the rest of the school year, Ian had taken over as Headmaster. Going with them were also the Tonks, Sirius and Remus. Emma and Dan were renting a house in Edinburgh to be closer to Hogwarts in case they needed somewhere to retreat and regroup. Everyone carried an emergency portkey that would deposit them in the hospital upon activation. Every precaution had been taken to ensure the safety of the ten students going as well as the adults. They loaded their bags into the bottom of the expedition bus and then scrambled on board for the trip to Hogwarts. Sirius grinned and pressed the button, activating the portkey that sent them to Edinburgh where they dropped the Grangers off before driving to Hogwarts. Not every student aboard had been there before, they had some students who were originally American, one from Japan and two Aussies. The gates opened, and they drove up the path towards the Castle, seeing the old ship in the lake and the massive carriage near the Forest.

"Here we go," Sirius muttered before opening the doors as everyone pulled on the heavy winter coats they had brought along. They had a large welcoming comity that all looked shocked at the sight of the jungle painted bus. Filius did a last check of everyone and then made his way to the doors of the bus, shoulders back and head up as he stepped onto the grounds of the School that had once been his home.

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Albus stared in shook at the sight of Filius Flitwick, as well as several ex-students get off the bus, the children all dressed in rather muggle looking uniforms. The Tonks and Black were with the group as well, not something he wanted at all. He looked for young Harry and spotted him, standing tall, tanned and strong, something that could not be allowed to continue. How would a strong, supported boy be convinced he had to die to save them all? He heard the murmurs of the others and forced himself to move forward only to be cut off by Minister Fudge.

"Welcome home Mr Potter!" Fudge forced himself to smile at the Boy Who Lived, despite all the trouble he had caused his government the boy was still popular with the people. And then he was blocked from the boy by a very familiar halfbreed.

"Minister Fudge, I hope the investigation into my student's illegal entrance into this farce of a Tournament is going well," Filius stated firmly, not worried as he was no longer a British citizen.

"Ah…Professor…"

"It's Headmaster now, Minister. And I am awaiting an answer."

"The investigation is not going well," Amelia answered, moving to join them. "Unfortunately, certain parties keep trying to block my people."

"I see," Filius answered gruffly, hard gaze flicking from Fudge to his Undersecretary to Dumbledore. "And a way to get young Mr Potter out of competing? We all have far better things to do than pander to over inflated egos," that was definitely aimed at Dumbledore.

"No, Headmaster, I am sure everything that can be done is being done."

"I hope so for your sake Minister, your administration can't take many more troubles and international incidents never look good," Sirius spoke up, eyes cold as he stared at the man who had tried to block his trial.

"Hmm, Hmm, really Mr Black, is all this fuss necessary over a boy?" Delores asked only to receive multiple glares promising pain.

Sirius gently gripped Harry's shoulder even as Harry gave the pink toad like woman an icy glare of his own. Sirius and Andromeda had been teaching him Pureblood airs because he was a King now, he needed to be able to hide his emotions or to show only those he wanted others to see.

Albus saw the ice in green eyes and seethed, it would take work to return him to the malleable, needy boy who looked up to him as a wise grandfatherly figure. Didn't they understand that the Greater Good meant the boy had to die?

Filius nodded at the two seventh years who quickly had the group of safari tents set up around a central fire pit and the students grabbed their bags, splitting up between the tents while Filius, Sirius and Ted walked to the Castle with Amelia, Fudge and Dumbledore to try and sort the mess out, preferably before the First Task in four days. Everyone agreed, once they participated in that they were definitely bound by the Goblet.

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Harry lay in his bed, arms beneath his head, as he stared up at the ceiling. The interior of the tents was based off the visitor's villas on Isla Nublar and therefore very luxurious. He was sharing his with Alex Clark, originally from Australia, and Sora Fukuda, from Japan. They were his age and better roommates than his ones in Gryffindor. Neither of them snored for starters, which was a nice change. They weren't best friends, but they were a bit more than just acquaintances. And he'd finally gotten Sora to stop using 'sama' with his name or using the English title of King which was just in time for this trip where they did not want that getting out. Not while he was vulnerable in Britain.

He didn't want to be here, he didn't want to compete. He was three years younger than the Champions! If he competed eventually it would come out that he was a citizen of Sanctus and they didn't need that publicity, not yet. Hermione had devoured every bit of information on previous Tournaments that existed, he knew the death toll and he didn't want that. If he died Hermione would bring him back and kill him herself for naming her his Heir. He'd gotten used to being almost normal the last two years, he didn't want the kind of publicity this would bring.

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Ted smirked as he and Filius and Sirius finally talked Bagman around to their point of view. With the threat of an International Incident even Fudge was beginning to realise that maybe making Harry compete was not a good idea. It was almost seven in the morning before an agreement was written up and signed by the Four School Heads, The Minister, Ted, and Amelia. There would be a set of three 'games' run over three days and then Harry would be free, and they could return home. The other three Schools could then continue with the original Tournament. It was cutting it close to the date for the First Task, but it was doable.

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Sirius frowned as he removed the small device from a pocket before his eyes widened. There was a horcrux somewhere in the castle and they had days to find it. Wonderful.

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Emily and Luke, as the only seventh years, led the students into the Hogwarts for breakfast, the group smartly dressed in freshly pressed uniforms. Seeing the Durmstrang students at the Slytherin table and Beauxbatons at the Ravenclaw table, Harry nudged them to the Hufflepuff table, not wanting to deal with his one-time House. the Hufflepuff's hesitated but then shifted to make room. "Cedric Diggory?" Luke asked, and Cedric nodded. "Congratulations on being chosen as Hogwarts Champion.

Cedric blinked, that was not what he had been expecting. "Thanks. Welcome back to Hogwarts," he said to the kids he recognised.

"Hopefully we'll be out of your hair soon and you can finish this horrible tournament without us," Hermione offered.

"Horrible?" One of the younger puffs demanded.

"Haven't you read the statistics?" Susan asked, as a former puff herself. "There's a reason this travesty was stopped. I know Auntie fought against its reinstatement. She is very much in favour of protecting students, not killing them off for so-called glory."

That got the Puffs talking in confusion and now worry, it soon spread to the Ravenclaw table and Susan grinned at Hermione for a plan well executed. The Hall fell silent as the officials entered and the Minister himself took to the podium.

"May I have your attention please?" he called and waited until they were all looking over. "Thank you. After heavy deliberations an agreement on how to proceed has been reached. Starting tomorrow the Four Champions will participate in three games over three days. Once they have been completed and a small prize awarded to the winner, the Tournament will go ahead as previously agreed to," as he finished the room exploded into discussion over the changes and no one at the Hufflepuff table could miss the way Harry just slumped in relief.

"Told you they would sort this out," Hermione smiled at him and Harry nodded before stiffening. "Harry?" she followed his eyeline and saw Ron approaching. He'd shot up in height over the last two years, he looked gangly, skinny, his hair now brushing his collar. He still dressed sloppily, and he was still angry from the look on his face.

Luke saw the looks and moved to intercept the younger boy. "Can I help you?"

"How dare you come back here!" Ron yelled, ignoring him to glare at Harry.

Harry stiffened, face going blank as he stood slowly from the table, silence spreading amongst the students. "Ron," he greeted calmly.

"Don't you dare! It's your fault she's dead!"

"Ginny?" Hermione asked as she stood beside Harry. "How many people have to tell you that her death was not Harry's responsibility?"

"She wrote in that diary even after it started answering back, the staff of this school did nothing when the attacks started and then they failed to find the culprit. I stopped Riddle from coming back for the second year in a row, I am sorry it was after she died but that is not my fault. Blame whoever gave her the diary in the first place," Harry stated firmly, and the students listened intently, there still wasn't a lot known about what had happened.

Ron snarled but was stopped as he was yanked back before Professor Scamander could reach the altercation. Instead he watched to see if he would need to intervene since it looked like Minerva wouldn't, Professor Sinistra also ready to act beside him, they were the only two Heads of House who tended to interfere. Slughorn was too busy 'collecting' talented students to care and McGonagall too busy.

"Sorry about"

"That Harry. Dear Ron, here"

"Still can't keep his mouth shut."

"It's not your fault guys," he assured the twins with a small smile.

"The rest of the Weasley family"

"Know that Ginny's death is not your fault"

"It's not your job to save the school." They dragged Ron back to the table.

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Of the three games Harry won one and tied with Krum for first on the second. Cedric won the final game with Fleur coming second. That meant Harry won overall and he accepted the small trophy with a smile. After five days at Hogwarts all the Sanctus students wanted was to go home where it was warmer, and the atmosphere was way better. Harry had managed to sneak away once on an important errand, he would not leave Slinky behind this time. They had all done their best to keep the ex-Hogwarts students sheltered from their ex-classmates and teachers.

While Harry was busy with the games, Sirius, Andromeda and Ted were scouring the school for the horcrux until Hermione mentioned asking the house elves. That led them to the Come and Go Room and eventually Ravenclaw's diadem which was quickly packed away in a velvet bag to be cleansed once they were home.

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He paced his office, unsure what to do. Amelia was closing in, watching him, he knew she suspected he wasn't the real Moody. Now the boy wasn't bound by the Goblet and was returning to wherever it was he had been hiding. His Master needed the boy for the ritual…or did he? Blood of the enemy…. his Master had plenty of enemies here, much more accessible than Potter. The plan could still be salvaged.

TBC….