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Chapter 1: chapter 1
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A/N Erm...I have no excuse for this. I really don't. I was bored. I should not be allowed any sort of writing utensils when I'm bored 'cause this is what happens.
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"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride" The graying wizard closed the book he'd been reading out of then took a step back. He beamed a big smile down at the new couple he had just joined.
Muffled crying could be heard at these words, throughout the lavishly decorated hall. Some, tears of happiness, others, tears of laughter as people recalled how the couples torrid affair had come to light.
flashback
Exactly two years ago on this very day, Mrs. Cornelius Fudge had stormed into the ministry of magic and called the minister up to the main hall and waived a pair of frilly knickers around that were clearly not hers, judging by the fact that they looked as if the would be about 5 sizes too big for her.
"Do you want to tell me who's knickers these are, Cornelius, because they sure as bloody hell aren't mine." She had shrieked in front of a growing crowd of witches and wizards. Many people had been rushing back and forth, obviously in a great hurry, but at those words, all the commotion from the floos and various corridors stopped so people could watch the confrontation between the minister and his wife.
Fudge had lost all of the color in his face when he saw the what she was holding. He stood gaping at her.
He could only stutter as she waived the knickers, pinched between two fingers, in front of his face, "Uh, well, umm, they're, uh-"
Her eyes had grown wider and wider as she listened to him try to come up with an excuse. After a minute she had shrieked,"I want a divorce. NOW!"
Some in the crowd had coverered their mouth with their hand to muffle the laughter, trying to at least feign some respect for their minister. But most were openly laughing at the couple in the middle of the room.
Fudge's wife pulled the knickers over his stunned face, then turned on her heel and stormed out of the building.
end flashback
Cornelius Fudge gave a big grin as he turned to his short, squat bride. He raised the veil to reveal a tearful, toad-like Dolores Umbridge grinning back at him. He took a moment to memorize the face of his beautiful new bride.
"Finally, I don't have to put up with that nagging kneazles arse that my parents set me up with anymore. Just see if I ever listen to anything they have to say that." he thought to himself. "I could have had my Dory ages ago if not for them."
Standing on her tip toes, the new Mrs. Fudge closed her eyes and puckered her lips and waited for Mr. Fudge to plant the kiss on her lips that would seal the deal.
Finite
