A/N: None of the HP characters are mine, I just like playing around with Umbridge and her friends a bit. Set before OOTP so, the only spoiler is her name I reckon.
Chapter One: In Which Umbridge Sees a Suit or... I Mean a Suitor
It was a rainy October afternoon when Dolores Umbridge finally met the man she was destined to spend the rest of her life with. She knew it from the moment she spotted him. A regal face, very serious, a thinker.
He held himself with pride and walked with a bit of an arrogant carriage. Tall, but not too tall, with big hands. She felt like giggling like a school girl. She couldn't of course. She was an important member of the Ministry of Magic! It was important to act and speak with a certain grace. He was looking through the bookshelves of Flourish and Blotts, she had merely run in the shop to get out of the rain.
Quickly she grabbed a random book off of a shelf beside her and approached him, a plan already forming in her mind. She figured if she could just bump into him and apologise for disturbing him,
it would be enough to start a conversation and then they'd be well on their way to exchanging vows! A grin spread across her face (a couple of children nearby looked at her, then at their new pet toad and back at her and giggled at the similarity.) and she decided to put her plan into practise.
With the book in hand, she opened it and held it in front of her face.
She decided to wait until he was going to come out from between the row shelves and then step infront of him, making it seem like an accident.
She could almost hear the wedding bells now. She peered at him through the shelving and took a breath as he started to walk. It was time! She bolstered up her courage and took a step forward...
Heh, a cliffie. What's going to happen to poor love struck Umbridge?
You'll have to wait and see! I know it's short, but it's humour, it's allowed to be ;) Read and Review and maybe I'll tell you what happens to her flirting tactics.
Until next time...
Chapter One: In Which Umbridge Sees a Suit or... I Mean a Suitor
It was a rainy October afternoon when Dolores Umbridge finally met the man she was destined to spend the rest of her life with. She knew it from the moment she spotted him. A regal face, very serious, a thinker.
He held himself with pride and walked with a bit of an arrogant carriage. Tall, but not too tall, with big hands. She felt like giggling like a school girl. She couldn't of course. She was an important member of the Ministry of Magic! It was important to act and speak with a certain grace. He was looking through the bookshelves of Flourish and Blotts, she had merely run in the shop to get out of the rain.
Quickly she grabbed a random book off of a shelf beside her and approached him, a plan already forming in her mind. She figured if she could just bump into him and apologise for disturbing him,
it would be enough to start a conversation and then they'd be well on their way to exchanging vows! A grin spread across her face (a couple of children nearby looked at her, then at their new pet toad and back at her and giggled at the similarity.) and she decided to put her plan into practise.
With the book in hand, she opened it and held it in front of her face.
She decided to wait until he was going to come out from between the row shelves and then step infront of him, making it seem like an accident.
She could almost hear the wedding bells now. She peered at him through the shelving and took a breath as he started to walk. It was time! She bolstered up her courage and took a step forward...
Heh, a cliffie. What's going to happen to poor love struck Umbridge?
You'll have to wait and see! I know it's short, but it's humour, it's allowed to be ;) Read and Review and maybe I'll tell you what happens to her flirting tactics.
Until next time...
