The Room of Judgment

Holly's eyes fluttered open. Death felt peaceful, it was strange that everyone feared it. It was surreal, almost. The feeling of death was like you were in a dream. She looked around at her surroundings, and she recognized the room they were in as the one Qwan had described Dumbledore and Sirius's memory took place. Holly noticed she and the other descendants still had their wings. Qwan, Artemis, and No1 seemed to just be coming around as well. They were just next to her, and the Ancients were in front of them. The Ancients looked strong and powerful again and Holly noticed a small pair of glowing feathered wings on each of them.

"Where are we?" No1 murmured when he began coming around.

"Qwan has already been here in a memory. We are in the Room of Judgment," the gray-eyed girl said. Holly noted something in their expressions that seemed soft, almost affectionate.

"What has happened back on earth?" Artemis asked.

"The people from the past have been brought to their original times and their memories of the incident have been erased. They will remember when they die, or in Sirius's case, when they die a second time. The worlds' equilibrium has been restored and right now your fairy friends are under earth explaining the whole incident to the council. Butler and Minerva are with them as well. Foaly was quite surprised that Root had come back to life," at this the green-eyed Ancient chuckled, then she grew more somber, "and he is quite grief-stricken at the news of your deaths."

Holly avoided the Ancients' gazes. Their gazes seemed to be able to look into your eyes and see straight to your heart, and she didn't want them to see the guilt and grief written all over her face. Artemis gripped her hand, if only to tell her that they all were going through the same thing. The stormy gray-eyed girl gently yet awkwardly put a hand on Holly's shoulder.

"It is alright. We can bring you back to life, for we believe you have earned the right," she said gently. Holly looked up.

"I thought it was impossible to come back to life unless there is a crisis!" Holly said. The Ancients smiled.

"We were the ones to create possibility. Dumbledore told you we created it but are not of it, correct?" the golden-eyed Ancient said. Qwan smiled.

"It is possible to go back?" he asked. The Ancients nodded in unison.

"We have yet to recover all our power, so we won't be able to just make you appear as we did with Sirius, Dumbledore and Root. We will have to do it gradually and with actual contact," the sapphire-eyed Ancient said. Everyone nodded. The Ancients held out their hands palms up and their descendants took them. It was lined up so that every descendant was with their respective ancestor, Holly with the gray-eyed Ancient, Artemis with the sapphire-eyed, Qwan with the gold-eyed and No1 with the green-eyed.

Holly watched as her ancestor's silver wings began fluttering and glowing more brightly. She noted that the same thing was happening to the sapphire-eyed's sapphire wings, the gold-eyed's gold wings and the green-eyed's emerald-green wings. Their entire surroundings became hurricanes of color and feeling. The colors seemed to dance around them.

Suddenly, it seemed as though they were falling. Holly felt as though she were dropping from an airplane without a parachute. Then it unexpectedly stopped. There was a jarring sensation, as though she had really crashed into something after falling. Then, the color began speckling out of view as they reached their destination.

An office speckled into view. It was the meeting place for the council. All of their friends from their world were there along with the council members. Needless to say, everyone was bewildered. No1 stumbled and fell down.

"That was worse than the apparation!" he exclaimed. The Ancients put their hands on their hips and chuckled.

"Well what did you expect?" the golden-eyed one asked, laughing slightly.

"Not that…" No1 muttered.

"But… how did you…?" Trouble asked feebly. Holly looked up and smiled.

"Turns out we had another rebound in us." Holly said.

"YOUR ALIVE!!" Foaly suddenly shouted. Suddenly, all four of the descendants were caught in a horsy hug.

"Artemis, if you dare scare me like that again…" Butler said. Artemis nodded once Foaly released them.

"I know old friend. I know." Artemis said. The Ancients laughed slightly, then they became more sober.

"We have given you a second chance at life. Use it well," the sapphire-eyed Ancient said. Their wings began fluttering again and they disappeared in a slow vortex of sparkles.

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Artemis looked around at his surroundings. Qwan, No1, and Holly were with him as well. They were in another dream. After the initial shock, then discussion, everyone had gone to bed, hence the descendants' dream-state now. There was just darkness around them. And in a flash of light, the Ancients appeared as well. Silence enveloped them all for a while.

"I just have a question." Artemis said, breaking the silence. "Wouldn't my twin little sisters be descendants as well? I was given the impression you all only had one descendant."

"You pose a good question," the sapphire-eyed Ancient began. "Our blood and power can only be reproduced once per generation. So obviously, it always goes to the first born."

"Are we going to see you again?" Holly suddenly asked. Her ancestor smiled sadly.

"No, you won't see us again until you die or if there is another inter-dimensional or divine crisis. But we will see you. We see everyone and all." The gray-eyed Ancient said. The Ancients awkwardly patted their respective descendant on the shoulder.

"Good bye," the green-eyed Ancient whispered. They faded away, leaving their descendants in the dark abyss alone. But that is it, Artemis thought, if this adventure taught them anything it was this: They were never truly alone.

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