This scene is tiny. And before you go screaming about how half-assed this update is because it's not even the full scene... Do you really want to read me writing out the exact dialogue from the show? I wouldn't. I'm pretty much just writing my changes.
A large gong rang twice as Zuko stepped out to face the jovial whoops and whistles of the crowd. Soldiers from the three nations, Water, Fire, and, larger than the other two groups, Earth were arranged together in uniform lines. In the front row stood more familiar faces- the Avatar's friends who had fought in the war. Zuko raised a hand, and the cheering faded to near silence. "Please," he bowed his head, "the real hero is the Avatar."
The cheering started up again, wilder and now deafening, as Zuko stepped aside to make way for Aang to take the stage. Aang looked out at the crowd, smiling in serene silence. His friend's expression filled Zuko with a fresh wave of emotion and encouragement. Aang knew that everything would be okay. He had no doubt that the nations could work together to achieve total harmony. He was confident that Zuko could lead them there.
Zuko turned to face the still-raucous crowd. His eyes fell on Katara, who was among the group in the front row near the bottom of the tall palace steps. Everyone around her was jumping up and down, waving their arms, hugging each other... but she stood with her arms at her side. She was just close enough that he could make out her face... She was staring directly back at him, her lips curved slightly into a soft smile. At least he thought she was watching him. From this distance, it was just as likely that she was looking at Aang.
When the crowd quieted, Zuko gave his speech. He promised to do everything in his power to restore peace and balance. He promised to serve not just the Fire Nation, but the world. And when his speech was over, he knelt, the sage crowned him, and he arose.
"All hail Fire Lord Zuko!" the sage cried.
As the applause and general ovation rose once again from the audience, Zuko looked back down to the bottom of the steps. Katara was still watching, unmoving, smiling.
Zuko wrapped his arm around Aang's shoulder, and together they descended the steps to meet their friends.
