Chapter 2:

A/N: I meant to post this on the last chapter, but I forgot. So first of all I love Remus and Tonks, but recently while re-reading the series, I have become infatuated with the idea of Percy and Tonks. What I imagine happening in this story is for now Percy and Tonks interaction, but later on Remus will probably be part of the story as well. But I've only written a few chapters so far, so I'm not promising anything. Also, the title comes from the Strokes song, "What Ever Happened?" It doesn't actually bear any important meaning. I simply couldn't come up with a decent title, but that song came to mind. It's very good, I recommend it. Alright that's all. Please Review! Happy Reading party people!

Chapter 2:

"She's much too rebellious, that one" said Cornelius Fudge. After Tonks and Kingsley had gone, he had immediately started with complaints. But Percy could tell that he was more terrified than he was offended by their actions. His large, sweaty hands were fiddling nervously on his desk, and he kept looking anxiously around the room as if they were being watched. Percy could feel the panic and unease radiating off him, and in turn broke into a minor sweat.

"I agree completely, sir" he said.

"And that Kingsley isn't much better," the Minister shook his head. "A good worker, of course, but very disloyal!" He sighed, "They're plotting against us, Weatherby. And they've got followers, lots of them! I know I've said this before, but I do believe that they're trying to take over the Ministry. They think that we're wrong! That we're doing a bad job! They suppose they'll do better!" His eyes were nearly bulging out of his head, filled with a mixture of anger and horror.

"Complete rubbish" snapped Percy.

"And all this about You-Know-Who! It's ridiculous! Absolutely absurd" he shouted, shaking his head and trying laugh like it was a funny joke. But almost immediately his smile fell and his forced laughter came to a halt. His face flooded with doubt. "Yes...truly absurd it all is," he continued quietly, sounding more as though he was convincing himself than anyone else.

Percy stayed silent, eyeing the Minister apprehensively.

Both Percy and the Minister jumped, as knock on the door broke the uncomfortable silence.

"Ah yes, come in" said Cornelius, straightening his green jacket.

The door opened, with a long, sickening squeak. In walked a short, plump lady. Her beadly little eyes scanned the room. Her hair was done in precise, little curls, and not an speck of make-up covered her wrinkly face, apart from nauseatingly pink lipstick. But her cracked, pink lips matched her pink skirt, pink jacket, pink cloak, and pink, flowered hat.

"Hello, Dolores" said Cornelius.

"Madam Umbridge" Percy shot up, and offered his seat to the lady. She graciously took it, and her those sickening, pink lips spread into a horribly, fake smile.

"Hello Mr. Weasley, and your honor" Umbridge nodded towards the Minister.

"I just spoke to Kingsley Shacklebolt and Nymphadora Tonks about the incident" said Cornelius, attempting to sound untroubled by the subject and failing miserably. Umbridge's false smile flickered at the names. "Weatherby and I were just discussing how they and some others, have become much too untrustworthy and threatening to the Ministry" he stopped for a moment, deep in thought. "We must watch them."

"Your honor" Umbridge started, "I would gladly help, but as I will be at Hogwarts from now on, I am afraid I cannot." Umbridge clasped her hands on her lap and frowned as if this fact was simply killing her.

"Of course" agreed Cornelius, blinking dismally.

"But might I suggest, Mr. Weasley here" Umbridge waved a hand back towards Percy, but kept her phony, smiling face towards the Minister. "It would be an great work opportunity."

Percy's eyes widened nervously. He straightened his horn-rimmed glasses.

"Just something simple to start him off with, don't you think?" she asked.

Cornelius Fudge studied Percy, "Of course, Mr. eh...Weasley" he looked down sheepishly. "If you would simply watch over and observe those unruly few. Especially that Nymphadora Tonks, keep a close eye on her."

Percy nodded timidly, his cheeks growing hot.

"Splendid, now on with other business" Cornelius said, and he and Umbridge began discussing they're actions at Hogwarts. Luckily Percy was not entirely included in this conversation because his thoughts were still on his new assignment.

Watch over Nymphadora Tonks? How on earth was he supposed to do that? She was like one of Fred and George's Filibuster Fireworks which he hated so dearly; just waiting to explode. She had always been that way. He remembered exactly, how she would frolic throughout the hallways of Hogwarts causing a nuisance. Trying to control her would be like trying to control fire.

But he couldn't let the Minister down. After all his years of hard work he had finally achieved the perfect job. Of coursse, he wasn't Minister of Magic yet, but he was getting there. He was important.

This chapter was really short. The next one is longer, I promise. I hope you enjoyed! Reviews are always appreciated (unless they're mean. Then I'd be heartbroken.)