Chapter Forty
Madam Pomfrey, mom, and dad made all of us stay in bed for the next week. We knew we hadn't been hurt that badly, but they didn't believe us. They believed that some awful curse that we didn't know about had been placed on us. Of course there wasn't. I also learned a few things from this experience; one, never trust a prophecy. It never tells the truth or it always leaves something out. I also learned that every enemy has a week spot, whether they are mortal or supposedly immortal. We were front-page news in the Daily Prophet, every one wanted to interview us; including Rita Skeeter, but we got rid of her. We were very cordial to every one else. When we got out students treated us like celebrities and crowded around us asking us about things. I didn't want to answer anything though, because I didn't think that it was over. Oh, sure Voldemort was in the ministries highest protected place, but when you have dreams where Voldemort talks to you, it takes a lot to convince you that things are over. And since I'd had that dream about the Borg I didn't think it was over.
Remember the last scene in Star Wars: Phantom Menace. You know, where Queen Amidala hands the orb to the gungeons for helping out with the Federation. Every thing is so bright and colorful. There's a big parade and every one looks great, and every one looks harmonious.
Ok, now put that image into you mind and put it on Streets in front of Gringots and the ministry offices. Replace the gungeons that were marching with witches and wizards, replace Queen Amidala with Minister Fudge, replace the Gungeon ruler receiving the orb with Harry, Ron, Hermione, Jamie, and I, replace the orb with plaques, and replace Anikan and Obi Won K'nobi with Dumbledore, mom, dad, Remus, Saraan, and Maxis. If you do all this mentally you'll have the scene of the four of us receiving the honor of Merlin (1st class).
The streets were extremely crowded. Everyone seemed to want to catch a glimpse of us. I was honored to get this award, but I knew in a manor of time it would yanked away because that madman they had tied up would escape somehow, just like the Borg had said. We rode in a float up to the front of Gringots, and then had to walk up the steps where Minister Fudge was waiting with our awards. While we were all up there he made a speech that made it sound as if he himself had defeated Voldemort.
"Sounds like Lockhart." Said Harry through gritted teeth.
"Doesn't he though?" she Ron still forcing a smile.
After he finished the speech we descended down the steps into the roars of the crowds.
"It's gonna be taken away." I said grimly in the car that was taking us to the hotel where we were staying. "Voldemort is going to escape."
"Aphi," said Hermione. "Two things; one, be an optimist! And two, I really don't think that a bunch of cybernetic creatures are going to tell you anything."
"Drones, Hermione, Drones." I corrected her. "And I bet you wouldn't think that the Green Goblin would warn me of anything either, but it did."
"Humph." Said Hermione softly.
We stayed at the hotel for two nights more. We had to go to a dinner at which we were the guests of honor. Every one wanted to know how, we, mere children, could possibly have defeated the greatest dark wizard of the 20th century. I told them the same thing every time.
"Ten years of karate, a lot of pop culture, and stupefy" I told the representative form Cairo.
"Remember when you said my excuse was getting old?" Jamie whispered in my ear. "This is getting ancient."
I giggled. "Well it works. What else could we say? We threw a spider at him, and he was deathly afraid I of spiders so he ran around in circles in horror. He finally ran into a wall and knocked himself out." I shook my head. "I'm sorry I just don't buy it."
"You are so stupid." Jamie punched me lightly in the arm.
(This is not the last chapter as I said before. I need to add more!)
-Kendra Black (aka- Aphi Black, aka-Rouge, aka-Jean Grey, aka-Shadowcat.)