Magic meets dinosaurs

Magic means dinosaurs

kitchen of Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place. The house was unusually silent, with the usual hustle and bustle of the Order of the Phoenix members noticeably absent. Harry had been feeling increasingly isolated lately, with Hermione and Ron often disappearing for secretive meetings with Dumbledore. Tonight, curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to find out what was going on.

From his hidden spot behind a slightly ajar door, Harry could hear voices in the next room. Dumbledore's calm, authoritative tone was unmistakable, but what he heard next made his blood run cold.

"It's essential that we keep Harry isolated," Dumbledore said. "He must believe that his fight against Voldemort is inevitable and that he has no choice but to face him alone."

Harry's heart pounded as he heard Hermione's voice. "And the payments for Ron and me? They ensure we stay close to him and discourage any real friendships."

"Precisely," Dumbledore replied. "Harry must be kept in the dark about this. His role in the prophecy is too important to risk."

Feeling sick to his stomach, Harry backed away, trying to process the betrayal of his closest friends and mentor. He stumbled into a darkened room, desperate for a place to think. His eyes fell on an unusual orb perched on a dusty shelf. Intrigued, he reached out and touched it.

A blinding light engulfed him, and the world spun wildly around him. When the light faded, Harry found himself clinging to the branches of a giant tree, high above a jungle floor teeming with life.

A crack split the air. A small group of four humans surrounded by a pack of Velociraptors looked up from the pair of eggs lying in the sand between them in an attempt to locate the sound. A crash from above heralded the arrival of a small falling body of a young man. Humans and Raptors alike watched in astonishment as his fall slowed five feet from the ground, granting him a fairly soft landing for all the loud thud made the humans wince.

"Fucking stupid fire chicken! Fucking Dumbledore! Why can't that bloody ~hatchling killer~ just leave me the fuck alone! First he gets me sent to the bloody Dursleys now I find out he is manipulating me! And he is trying to send me to my death ~Nestmates! Gone! Vile Hatchling Killer!~ And on top of it all something with the shiny orb dumped me wherever the fuck here is," Harry swore viciously, shifting carelessly between English and Parseltongue as he checked his still bleeding injuries. He found a fractured left forearm, three cracked ribs on his right side, and a bruised bone on his left shin. The inquisitive chirp one of the Raptors gave off had him immediately freezing in place before cautiously looking up to see what else fate had dumped in his lap.

"What's a fire chicken and can I eat it?" a kid not much younger than Harry himself asked.

Harry could see the kid was a bit beat up. Dressed in a pair of sturdy shorts and a ratty red sweater the kid had clearly seen better days but was also clearly being protected by the three adults. The adults were all a bit beat up as well though he could see the resemblance between the kid and the younger man as well as the blond woman who was probably his mother. The older guy with the plaid shirt and canvas backpack was clearly not related by blood to the other three but Harry could also see the wonder and little kiddy glee in his eyes at something new.

"~He is a speaker!~" the lead female raptor hissed in surprise, rearing back a bit in obvious nervousness.

"Um... Just a sec. Big teeth get attention first," Harry said raising a hand in the clear wait command before turning warily to the raptors. "~Yes, I speak, though I didn't know that anyone but serpents could understand Parseltongue... Are you having a dispute with the humans? Perhaps I can help by translating.~"

"~What is there to discuss?! They are eggsnatchers!~" One of the raptors screeched in obvious outrage.

"~And how do you know that they stole the eggs? Perhaps they took them from the eggthief and only wanted to return them? Look, all I'm saying is that if I translate you'll get this sorted faster and it might keep someone from being hurt if they didn't do anything. If they actually are eggthieves I can make sure they are punished but one of them is little more than a hatchling and I will not let you kill his parents in front of him!~" Harry hissed at them in obvious fury. He glared at them as he painfully dragged himself back to his feet. "~I have to watch the day my own parents were slain before me every time a soulsnatchingwraith gets near me! I'll not let you hurt another hatchling like that!~"