Author´s note:

(I don´t know how this insane idea came to my mind, but I couldn´t stop smiling, so I decided to write it)

We all hate Dolores Umbridge, right? Of course! That vicious-looking toad... that little piece of...! Sorry, I got a bit carried away... Tara coughs and continues her disclaimerAnyway, Dolores Umbridge did not accomplish her position as Senior Undersecretary to The Minister just by working too hard... Hell no! Here is her real history! Featuring a Dolores you´ve never thought about... mini-skirts.. tops (eww)... Barry Manilow´s songs... a new class at Hogwarts... and tons of fun!

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CHAPTER I

"Minister, all you need quite a diversion"

Cornelius Fudge rubbed his eyes briskly. He had been working on a bunch of papers for quite a long period of time and now he was completely exhausted. Perhaps he needed a rest. He also needed a piece of advise from Albus Dumbledore, of course.

"I´ll write to him later" he told himself, while he got up from his padded armchair.

With a huge yawn, he took his traveling cloak from the rack on his mahogamy door and got out of his office. While he walked towards the exit, he bumped into someone.

"Dear Lord, watch your step Weasley!"

"I am sorry, Minister," Arthur Weasley answered. "I did not see you were coming"

"Clearly" Cornelius replied, coldly, and rubbed his forehead.

Arthur Weasley stared at him. He noticed his skin´s pale tone, and the stiffness of his moves. Then, he smiled.

"You look dreadful, Minister. You have been working too had, have you?

Cornelius nodded.

"As a matter of fact..." he muttered. "Hell, how I hate this job! Should´ve let Albus take it! Sometimes I feel I can´t cope with everything what happens in the wizarding world"

Arthur waved a hand in front of him.

"Rubbish!" he exclaimed. "Minister, all you need is quite a diversion"

Fudged frowned his eyebrows which turned into a stern, narrow line.

"And with that you mean..."

To Fudge surprise, Arthur looked suspiciously along the corridor. Then, he grabbed Cornelius Fudge´s arm, and he drew himself to his ear.

"Only if you promise me a... a little raise" he muttered, blushing.

"Whatever" was Fudge reply, rolling his eyes at the obvious proposal.

But Arthur had not finished, not yet.

"And... don´t tell Molly about it"

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What does Arthur bear in mind? How is Umbridge involved? Answers in the next chapter!

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