If Blood Be The Price Of Admiralty, Lord God, We Ha' Paid In Full…

Even though the war was now over, the process of fighting still went on. Several rouge Death Eaters carried out random attacks which kept what remained of the Aurors busy. Thousands of people had been killed during the brief reign of terror, and Harry had to cope with the guilt he believed he deserved. He felt as if he should have gone through the portal with an armful of phasers instead of waiting for the thing to grow larger.

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Harry watched as the house was rammed by the tank. In disgust he turned the TV off and went to the kitchen. Naomi was there attempting to cook some soup. Having the girl live with himself and Hermione had caused several amusing incidents. When she had walked into a darkened room, she had asked the computer for lights and was totally surprised when they didn't appear again.

"Are you alright?" asked the girl as she saw him enter.

"Yeah" Harry said sadly, "I'm just fed up of all the wars going on in the Middle East" he added. Naomi wasn't sure what the Middle East was, only that something bad was going on there.

"Can't you beam up all of the bad people the same way you did to Voldemort?" asked the girl.

"You want me to beam up the heads of two major governments?" Harry smiled. Then when he thought about it, Voyager did have some impressive ways to hold the bad types of people. "Well why not then?" he said, and he talked to Naomi about using the vessel. As the only living member of her crew, Voyager now belonged to the mixed species girl.

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It was a simple process of beaming them up, and Harry placed the leaders of Israel and Palestine in the same cell in the brig. The pair had shouted at each other for hours on end, but then had come to an agreement. Both sides would apologise to the other and help to build a hospital to be half inside the Israeli borders, and half inside the Palestinian borders. The borders would retreat to before the Six Day War, and to make up for all of the deaths that had been wrongly caused, Israel turned over half of Jerusalem over to the Palestinians. It was not what they had wanted, but at least it was something. Harry and Hermione had given each side strict instructions to not attack each other or Voyager would personally destroy the attacking side. In order to show the pair was not bluffing, Harry fired a torpedo a line of scrap tanks parked in the desert. The leaders of both sides saw the torpedo vaporise the tanks, and both became a little fearful of the power that Voyager carried.

Peace was declared in five minutes

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Several weeks after the final battle and the death of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, the Interim Ministry was holding a presentation to award medals to some of those that had battled against the dark forces. Most of them would be getting Order of Merlin Second Classes for their bravery in helping to defeat Voldemort. Harry, Hermione and a few others would be getting First Class. It had taken Hermione and the others a lot of time in getting Harry to attend the presentation. He felt as if he had brought nothing but pain and suffering to everyone. He attended though, and like Hermione was dressed in his finest robes. What made Harry and Hermione stand out were the bulges in their right sides. This was because Harry and Hermione had taken to wearing phasers whenever they went out anywhere. Instead of having to pull out their wand and either think or say a spell, they could easily stun their opponent with the phasers. The newly reformed Aurors had asked on many occasions if they could have phasers whilst on a mission. When Harry, Hermione and Naomi had refused, the Ministry had attempted to take Voyager by force. Harry simply stunned the lot with the phaser and sent them packing back to the Ministry.

They watched as the rest of the party received their medals, and Harry was briefly wondering about if he should leave before it was too late. He went up though to receive his medal, and Kingsley told him that he was expected to make a speech. As Harry stood up there, he looked at the invited guests and noticed one thing – nearly everyone of them were purebloods. A few of them he made exceptions for because he respected them.

"You know, I didn't want to make a speech. Now it's the custom to tell a story of some kind, so that's what I'll do. It's what is expected of me after all" Harry paused before starting the whole sorry tale in public for the first time. "The tale begins 16 years ago, when I was left on the doorstep of my muggle relatives's home by Albus Dumbledore. For the next decade I was abused by those supposed to keep me safe. They treat me like a slave, and fed me only the bare minimum in order to keep me alive. All the time this was going on, Dumbledore and his bunch of cronies knew what was going on. When I turned 11, I was told about the magical world by Hagrid, who should not have been sent. I leant years later that it should have been one of the Professors that told me everything. All those years I attended Hogwarts, and I was constantly bullied and injured by incompetent teachers and students who thought it either great fun, or just simply stupid lesson planning. Then there was this whole stupid thing about the bloody prophesy. Nobody bothered to tell me that I was destined to kill Voldemort. Now if someone had told me when I was still in first year, then I could have had training, but because I did not there are many people missing here today. Good people. Decent people. They should be getting the medals for themselves and not posthumously. While I was away and waiting for a way to come home, I thought about what I wanted out of life if I was to win. All I wanted was to fly on a broom when I wanted, and to do what I wanted. Now I see many people are accusing me of the deaths of the loved ones. Most of you here have turned on those who have no means to defend themselves. Take my friend Dean. He has adopted a girl who has no family left. You wanted to have her killed because of the fact she had knowledge of our world. It was only by the simple fact that I took arms against those coming to hurt her, that she is safe" Harry paused for a moment to take a breath. "As from now on, I am hereby dissolving the current Ministry. The DMLE will remain as it is, and also our International Magical offices will stay open. I intend to weed out the corruption and dishonesty from this place as much as possible. Elections for a new Minister will be held in a moth. And before members of the press even start of asking me, I am not going to stand for election. I intend to finish my education before taking some time off to pursue projects that have my interest" and when he finished, the press started talking to him all at once. Harry simply pointed at a random reporter while the rest quietened down.

"Lucida Sans – Magical Chronicle. Could you tell us what your immediate plans are please?" asked a young woman.

"My first plan is to find a decent pot of coffee. But after that, you know what I will do. Now if you'll all excuse me, I'm a student and I'm very late for class" and with that, Harry and Hermione stood and walked out of the ceremony with everyone gaping at them.

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"Saraba chikyuu yo tabidatsu fune wa uchuu senkan YAMATO" the words filtered from the TV as Harry watched it with Hermione. Naomi had taken Voyager out for a spin around the block and would be back the following day.

"That little speech made the headlines you know" said Hermione as she snuggled into Harry's side.

"I should have bloody well thought so" replied her husband. Harry and Hermione had been married all of four days after themselves and their guests had taken Voyager out of orbit and journeyed into space. They went to Alpha Scorpii and laid over around the forth planet while they became joined. The week long trip had given each group time to prepare for the event without the fear of interruptions. Whilst they had been in orbit, Naomi had shut down the warp engines, and had also opened the exterior hatches because doing Warp 9.995 was not good for your coils. They cooled down enough for the trip back where they would disembark from Voyager before landing it on Pluto. A shuttle would be used to go back and forth so that the Intrepid class vessel wasn't spotted so easily on satellites.

"So what will you be doing tomorrow?" asked Hermione. Harry looked at his wife with a serious look on his face.

"Why I shall go trainspotting of course" and then turned to watch the programme. After it was over, both of them enjoyed a nice dinner of Chicken Kiev with a bottle of Saurian Brandy to go with it. That night, Harry and Hermione went out to see a film and do all the normal things that teenagers their age should do.

The following day, Harry did his spotting at York and met up with another spotter who wrote something called fanfiction – Harry didn't know what it was. Hermione spent the day going over some books she had replicated from the shuttle which was parked in the Forbidden Forest. The girl had taken to several classics with a passion and was looking forward to the next trip to Voyager in a week's time. This would allow her to indulge in her past time of reading.

As for Naomi, she got on well with Jessica – Dean's adopted daughter – and the two girls spent a lot of time with tutors so they learnt about the magical world. Whilst neither of them could use magic, Harry, Hermione and Dean had all thought it best that they learn about as much as possible. It would help them if they ever became involved with a fight. They could help by identifying what spells were used and help the Healers out a great deal by this process. Naomi knew some of the magical world from Harry and Hermione, but Jessica took a longer time to learn it. Dean had confided in Harry and Hermione that Jessica was very much afraid of magic. It was understandable after what had happened to her at the hands of the Death Eaters. But despite all that had happened to her, she was brave enough to attend the trial of those captured Death Eaters who had raped and killed her family before raping her as well. Counselling proved to be expensive as the young girl needed it badly, and Dean was surprised to see that the sessions had been paid for already.

He silently thanked his fellow Gryffindors not only for paying for him, but also giving him any and all assistance in the way of money. He didn't have a lot after his father had kicked him out of the family home. He took rooms for himself and Jessica at the Leaky Cauldron and took on a summer job which had just about given him enough to pay for the board and the rest went towards providing for his daughter's needs. When news had reached them about it, Harry and Hermione had set up a company and then appointed Dean as the head of the Art Department. This had come with a nice house and a large paycheque for doing nothing but sketching out pictures.

The Potters looked after those that had given up so much.

Life slowly got back to normal for the rest of those that had stood The Line, and soon the summer passed and September came around once again. The Hogwarts Express would be leaving the following morning, as it always did, but with a great deal less then what should have been on board. With fewer coaches then it previously did, the train set off for Hogwarts and the seventh year for Harry and Hermione.

A/N:

Ah… those heady days when I thought that 2000 odd words was about the limit. Now I do at LEAST 4000 plus! As you can guess, I'm back writing fics after my break for my birthday which was on the 7th October. Thank you to those that sent me messages! Had a great day and night, though might have been tipsy when I walked a half mile in my socks because I didn't want my shoes to get dirty!

Anyway…

There are number of refs in this chapter (not counting the crossover with Star Trek Voyager!), so let us see who can get the most before I tell you. I also have a spot the Author competition and also a Spot the Food Item That Appears In Everyone Of My Fics competition. One clue is the name of the star system they visit.

Bonus Biscuits: these will be awarded to those who find the odd name (and what it is from), and a translation of the theme in the TV. For that, I'm looking for the ORIGINAL name.

I do have one request to make: Does anyone have a copy of the book of the film "Santa Claus: The Movie"? I want a copy but can not get it and ebay blocks me for some reason! (its not that…work… by Tim Allen). Will be grateful to anyone who could send me a copy. The author shall reward you with a speaking cameo!

Well must dash now as I am starting work on finishing off Leaving Home and then my smaller fics so I can devote my time to working on The Deepest Friendship. As to that, there is a vote concerning a MAJOR plot point and will depart from pretty much all of my other fics.

Pixel and Stephanie Forever