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Chapter 11

Harry grinned as he stood with the Dr's in one of the bunkers on Isla Nublar, happy to see their joy of seeing dinosaurs was back. "The bunkers are heavily warded and below ground so if the wards did somehow fail there's still no way for the average dinosaur to get in. There are no doors for them to break down or learn to open, no windows to break, cause I wouldn't put that past the Raptors. Every safety feature we could think of has been implemented," Harry explained. "I'd like to get a real park up and running but for now it's a nature reserve," he shrugged.

Alan nodded, the bunker system definitely felt safer and you could see more than trying to look from a car through a fence. "Any trouble?"

"We lost a few to a mudslide after some heavy rain. We're also monitoring Mount Sibo, it's been dormant for almost five hundred years, but there's a reason there's so much geothermal energy available to tap. We've set up monitoring wards just in case as a big enough eruption could wipe out the island and even affect the others."

Ellie frowned, she may know more about plants than geology but even she knew, five hundred years wasn't a long time when it came to volcanoes. "Can magic stop an eruption?

"Sort of? It's more that it redirects things and lowers the pressure…or something like that," he hadn't fully understood the explanation, it had been very technical and used things not talked about before NEWTS or maybe even after.

Alan nodded, glad to see Harry looking brighter. He'd been very subdued for the last few weeks, but Ian had explained what had happened to his ex-friend. It was obvious that despite what everyone had told him, Harry was at least partially blaming himself for the kidnapping. Alan was seriously considering moving to the islands to work with the reserve and then eventual construction of a new park. Unfortunately he had a contract with the University, and he had to finish the next few dig seasons.

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Hermione smiled as she found Harry on the beach, sitting beside him to rest her head on his shoulder. He smiled at her and wrapped an arm around her. "Harry?"

"Yeah?"

She took a deep breath, it was the twentieth century, she could do this. "Will you…go out with me?" she blurted, feeling him stiffen. She was terrified this would ruin their friendship. He was her best friend, the first friend she'd ever had.

"You mean, boyfriend and girlfriend?" he asked nervously, and she nodded, sitting up straight. "Why would you want to date me?" he asked in disbelief and she was tempted to smack him for that.

"You're my best friend Harry and a wonderful person. Look at everything you've done!"

"Oh…" Harry was shocked but then he smiled. "Will you be my girlfriend, Hermione?" he asked, and she grinned, hugging him tight.

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Charlie had returned to Romania, unable to afford any more time away from work. Bill was able to stay as he had taken work at the London branch of Gringotts, he had the support of King Harry and the Goblins had no desire to anger him since his island country gave them far more respect and freedom than anywhere else in the world.

Investigations had revealed the old Gaunt Shack which he had been called in to consult on along with a team. What they had found had shocked and horrified everyone involved but it also explained what had happened to Ginny. Bill had been the only one to know about Harry's scar and he had been sworn to secrecy about it. Muggle records of a Riddle Manor had been found, it was not far from the shack but not even the Cursebreakers or Ward Masters could find it. That meant Riddle Manor was definitely in use by a magical, but Riddle was a Wraith, so it was likely Crouch Jnr was there…and probably Ron.

With Horcruxes involved, it explained how Riddle kept surviving his run ins with Harry. It also helped narrow the possible rituals Ron had been taken for. The Goblins did not like such things and had initiated a crackdown on vault holders only to find another Horcrux within the bank itself.

His Mum was going crazy with not knowing. Ron's hand on the clock never moved off of Mortal Peril. His Dad had ended up taking the clock down to keep her from continually staring at it. The twins had become rather subdued, rarely pulling pranks and even Percy had mellowed some since Ron was taken. It helped his boss had been arrested, helping force him to see that the Ministry wasn't infallible. They were all doing everything they could to make things easier for their parents. They had already lost Ginny…losing Ron was unthinkable.

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Sirius grinned as he watched Harry and Hermione walk down the street, holding hands. They made a very cute couple and a few bets had been won and lost when Hermione asked Harry out first. Andy had cleaned up with Remus not doing too badly either. Thankfully, they were given space by the other citizens when out on dates, no one crowding their King and hopefully future Queen.

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Ian waited nervously on the landing pad for the arrival of his daughter. Out of his three children he was closest to Kelly and that was why she was visiting here, rather than him returning to the US to see her as he had done her older brother and younger sister. He had a stable job, a good place to live and a girlfriend…maybe it was time to look at the custody arrangement?

Finally, the helicopter landed, and the engine shut down. He walked over and opened the door only to nearly fall over as Kelly threw herself at him.

"Dad, Dad Dad," she greeted, and Ian laughed, spinning her around.

"Hey kiddo. Good flight?" he asked as her two bags were unloaded. She nodded and began regaling him with everything that had happened while he carried her bags to his jeep. He was looking forward to having her here. Her mother hadn't liked it but since there was a school on the island and she wanted to go to Paris for a while it had worked out. Thankfully, Kelly knew about magic already, even if her Mom didn't and Ian had the feeling she'd inherited something from his side of the family, other than her brains.

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Amelia tossed her quill down and leant back in her chair, rubbing her eyes. They were doing everything they could to find the Weasley boy, but it wasn't enough for some. Many in the Ministry had wanted to cover the mess up, thankfully the story had broken in the Prophet before they could, one of the few times she actually like the paper. No one wanted to admit the possibility Voldemort was still around, despite events of Harry's second year.

It was very tempting to take the young King's offer to immigrate, she loved hearing Susan's stories of the school there, seeing photos of her niece tanned and happy in the sun. If she moved there she would see a lot more of her niece, but she did not feel able to leave with Voldemort out there and a definite threat, who knew would be promoted into her job. Once he was dealt with she was packing her bags and saying goodbye to Britain. She was already keeping an eye on the remaining Potter interests in the country since Ted was spending more time on the island.

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Ian grinned as he watched Kelly with Harry, Hermione and Luna as the four played in the surf. He'd been a little worried due to the age gap, and because Luna was a new addition to the friendships, but the older teens had taken the ten-year-old under their wings. And he now had confirmation that Kelly had magic, she'd picked Hermione's wand up for her and sparks had literally flown. It made him start talking to Ted, if she was to attend a magical school, he wanted it to be the Institute where there was no bigotry or bullying tolerated.

Sarah was back in Africa at the moment which was a pity, he'd hoped he could introduce her to Kelly. They'd grown close since she had come to see him in the hospital after the incident and he missed her. he'd be meeting her parents in a few months and he was nervous about that but that was normal. He'd met her Father at the park, and he had liked Dr. Harding, he'd been a sensible man who knew what he was doing. He'd put the man's name down on the list to be approached about coming back and working for the current nature reserve and eventual park. Meeting her Mother was what scared him

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Ron ate slowly, it had taken time, but he'd learnt to ration out the food he was given as well as the water. He didn't know how long he'd been locked up, it felt like years. All he wanted was to go home. Why hadn't they found him?

This place was cold, damp and creepy. There was a massive snake that would slither past every now and then, not to mention the crazy man who had kidnapped him. How had the Headmaster not known it wasn't Moody, weren't they old friends or something? There was another man too, he was less scary, but he knew a lot about Ron and his family somehow. He'd heard the name Pettigrew before…in the paper. He'd been the one to betray the Potter's to You-Know-Who. For the first time since Ginny died, he really wanted to see Harry. He'd defeated the Dark Lord at least twice already, surely, he could save him?

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Blaise laughed with the others as they chatted while sitting in the dining hall. He was so glad he had convinced his Mother to allow him to switch schools. He'd seen how Hogwarts had changed since Potter left and he hadn't liked it at all. Without Potter as a rallying point for the Light, Malfoy and his elk had been gaining power and influence and the teachers were doing nothing to stop it.

There were no Houses here, nothing to divide him from the others his age and he had been happy to make actual friends, not just political allies. Besides, Sanctus was a Monarchy, he didn't need to worry about politics here. Potter was actually a pretty decent King so far. He didn't put on airs or expect deferential treatment. His Mom was even enjoying living here, no one looked at her funny for her many marriages and maybe she could be happy since she wouldn't have to defend herself or Blaise from her husband here.

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The year moved on, but as June came closer tension mounted. The DMLE was keeping a watch around the area where Riddle Manor should be, despite opposition from the Minister's office. At Harry's suggestion, Amelia had sent a team into the nearby graveyard where they had found the Riddle family and replaced the contents of the graves after Bill and his team had narrowed the rituals down to ones needing the bones of a family member. She was still kicking herself for not thinking of that herself.

Dumbledore was still hanging onto his position by a thread, if they didn't get Weasley back alive he would be finished. He had very little support left anywhere, even the school. The mess of Harry being entered into the Tournament under his nose hadn't helped either. The Tournament had one Task to go, scheduled the same day they believed Riddle would make his move. The Second Task had come close to ending in a political disaster as both daughters of the head of the Bureau de la Justice Magique came close to dying. As part Veela they were more susceptible under water, their magic weaker. Fleur had nearly drowned, saved by Cedric, while her sister Gabrielle had been her hostage. The enchanted sleep kept the others safe while the poor child ended up suffering badly from hypothermia, she almost froze to death after an hour in the lake in the middle of February.

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The whole family sat in the Potter House, gathered around a Wizarding Wireless to listen to the international commentary on the Third Task while watching the currently dark communications mirror. Today was the day. None of them liked being unable to help but they had to leave it in Amelia's hands.

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They remained utterly still as the sun began to set, any movement would disturb the spells they hid behind. Everyone on the team had been fully briefed and yes, many were terrified, but they would do their jobs. A child's life and the safety of their world depended on them.

Bill was tense, hands balled into fists, as he waited. His job was simple, grab Ron and run. leave the fighting to the Aurors, Hit Wizards and yes, even two Unspeakables. He was waiting beside Amelia Bones herself, that had been the cause of a lot of arguments, but she had insisted on being present. If she came before the Wizengamot with an eye witness account only an idiot would try and say she was mistaken.

They all practically held their breath as a hunched form approached, dragging a massive cauldron over to Tom Riddle Snr's grave. He'd changed a lot, but he was still obviously Peter Pettigrew. It was starting.

TBC…