Cornelius Fudge
By Spark
There was evil smile on Professor Smith's face when I enter the classroom. In front of him was a jar with pieces of parchments flying around in it. I didn't know what was going to happen in our first History of Magic class of fourth year. Professor Binns had enough after the war when no one was in class. Professor Smith took over after that.
I took a seat with Al. "What do you think is going on?" He was looking at the jar too. I shook my head. When the final bell rang everyone was quiet waiting for Professor Smith to say something.
"This year we are going to work on the war with Voldemort. Before Harry Potter and after Harry Potter. This semester you are going to work on a project that is due at the end of the semester. You will report what you find to the whole class. You are going to do someone that was important to the war. They will be good and evil. As I say your name come and take a piece of parchments." He took out the class list. "Andrew Anderson," He went down the list until he came to Al. "Albus Potter," Al went up and grabbed one of the pieces.
"Who did you get?" I asked as he sat down again. Al opened it and we saw the name Harry Potter. I wanted to laugh but I saw Al's face.
"Why did I have to get my dad?"
"I don't know," I laughed. Al was going to say something but I heard my name being called.
"Rose Weasley," I got up and grabbed the last parchment that was in there. I waited until I got back to my seat before opening it. I saw the name Cornelius Fudge. What can I say about him? He was Minister of Magic until '96. This is going to be hard.
When Al saw who I had, he started to laugh. I hated him right now. He had it easy and I had it hard.
It was the last History of Magic class before Christmas holidays and we had to give our reports. I didn't see Al anywhere when I walked in. The bell rang and still no Al. Professor Smith had a smile on his face as he looked at the door.
The door opened and Al walked in. "Hi, I'm Harry Potter," I wanted to laugh because I knew it was Al when everyone thought that it was Harry Potter at first. He had drawn his father's scar on his head. "I was born on July 31st 1980…" Al went around telling about the life of his father. "After the war I went into the auror department, Married my Hogwarts sweetheart and had three wonderful kids." I had to laugh because I don't know if Uncle Harry would say that about his kids.
"Thank you, Mr. Potter." Al smiled. He took his seat next to me.
"So are you going do this for your father?" I asked him. Al frowned.
"Miss Weasley, it is your turn." I sighed and got up to go to the front of the classroom.
"I had Cornelius Fudge, he was born on…" I went on with my report about him. "He lives with his wife in Kent after everything that happen to him."
"Thank you, Miss Weasley." I took my seat. I am glad that I am done with that. "Next semester we will do something different and I can't wait for you to see. Have a great holiday." Professor Smith smiled like he was up to no good.