Sorry for the wait.
Dumbledore sat in the minister's office. He knew what thid was about. He just didn't know what was going to be done about it.
"Albus, I cannot condone this behavior!" Fudge shouted. "We have a hard enough time trying to find a professor for Defense Against the Dark Arts. Now we have to find professors for potions and transfiguration as well."
Dumbledore sighed. "I know Cornelius. Minerva attacked me though. Surely you must understand why it was necessary."
"NO! I don't see the necessity." Fudge was outraged. "You're a wizard for Merlin's sake. You could have stunned her."
"Honestly Cornelius, you are blowing this way out of proportion." Albus reached into his robes and pulled out a bag, taking out a small candy and popping it in his mouth. He held the bag towards the minister. "Would you like a lemon drop?"
"No Albus." Fudge looked exasperated. "I'm sorry Dumbledore but if you can't take this seriously and maturely, I'm afraid I'll have to let you go."
The Headmaster's eyes widened in shock and he gasped. At least he tried to. The small candy got in the way though and he started to choke.
"Albus, are you alright?" Fudge stood up as Albus fell to the floor, hands at his throat.
Cornelius watched in fascination as Dumbledore writhed, lips turning blue. The struggles eventually slowed though and finally stopped.
The minister bent over the rapidly cooling body. "Well, at least that saves me from having to fire him. That would surely ruin my reputation." Fudge left his office, notifying his secretary to bring a couple aurors in.
Hey Amber, it's been a long time before I've talked to you. Please get in contact.
For everyone else, I will try and write a new chapter soon. If somebody wants to help, you can e-mail me and I can give you an over view of what I'm doing.