After the war

The two hurried along the corridors of the dungeons and up the staircases, heading for the headmasters office. They slowed when they got closer, so that the intruder would not hear thier footsteps.
Even before they got to the corner before the corridor leading to the office, they could hear a loud voice but the words and identity were hidden until they stopped and peeked cautiously around the corner, both quickly pulling back so they wouldn't be seen.
"Fudge! What the fuck is he doing here?" Harry hissed quietly to the taller man.
"Trying to get into the office apparenty. Hush, I want to listen." Severus whispered back.
"Damn it you stupid statue, how many times do I have to tell you, I don't need the password, Dumbledore is dead, there is no headmaster, and no deputy. Let me in this instant."
They could both hear him quite clearly now that they were still, and they also heard the quiet, bored tone of one of the portraits lining the corridor.
"There is no point yelling at the Gargoyle, he won't let you in unless you have the password."
"Well, do you know the password?" Fudge sneered at the portrait.
"Even if I did, Minister, I would not tell you. Our dear Headmaster really didn't have much regard for you, or faith in your judgement." The portrait sneered right back, before flitting contemptuously out of it's frame, and down the corridor, rapidly followed by the inhabitants of all the other paintings who also had no wish to assossiate with the minister. One or two of them smirked at the two hidden figures as they passed.
"If I go and talk to him, will you stay here and watch my back?" Harry asked the older man quietly.
"Why would I stay here instead of going with you?" Severus asked.
"Because I don't trust that miserable worm, and he would probably kill you on sight. I want to know why he's here, and I want to see if he lies to me when I ask him."
"Very well." Severus said with a faint huff of annoyance.
Harry hid his wand from sight up his sleeve, to still keep it accessible, and then stepped around the corner and walked towards the other man.
Hearing the footsteps, Fudge turned, and looked at Harry in shock.
"Mr. Potter. What are you doing here?"
"There was nowhere else left for me to go. I've been here since the end of the battle, when I realized that everyone was dead." He said, not having to fake the crack in his voice at the end of this statement. He blinked back tears, and looked up at the pudgy man.
"What are you doing here?"
"Oh, well, I...I thought that at the memorial for all those who died, I would uhm, announce that the school would be reopening at the start of the new school year. Before I can make that happen though, I need to get into the office for the official papers. I don't suppose you know the password?"
"No, I had no reason to visit the office in the months before the battle."
"Ah, well, uhm, are you here alone Mr.Potter?"
"Yes, everyone else was dead."
"Really? My aurors tell me professor Snape's body was not recovered from the battlefield."
"I wouldn't know, I never saw him at all, but then again, most of my attention was focused where the PROPHESY said it should be, on killing Voldemort." Harry said, spitting the word prophesy as if it tasted vile, and he noticed Fudge flinch at the mention of killing Voldemort.
"Well, as you say, you fulfilled your prophesy. You know, you can't really stay here Mr. Potter. Until the Aurors have been through the school to make sure it harbors no unfortunate cusrses left behind, and we appoint a new headmaster and re-erect the wards, it isn't safe."
Harry fought the rage building up inside him as Fudge spoke, and allowed one tear to escape his eye.
"Please, just until the memorial has ended, until I can face moving on. If I managed to kill Voldemort, I'm sure anyone prowling around the school would be no threat to me."
"Indeed, I suppose that would be all right. You will attend the memorial won't you Mr. Potter? I'm sure the wizarding world would be very much comforted to know you were alive." Paling slightly at the thinly veiled threat implied by the young hero's words.
"Yes, yes, just tell me where and when, and I will be there."
"I will send you an owl, just as soon as everything is finalized. Be careful, Mr. Potter."
"Oh, I will, you too, minister." He said, his eyes going cold and hard as he saw Fudge hurry away from him down the corridor. He hoped Severus got out of the way in time.
Moments later, watching from the window at the end of the corridor as Fudge got into his carriage and was driven away, Harry felt Severus step up behind him.
"He was lying through his teeth." Severus said softly.
"Yes, so the question is, what was he so desperate to get from the office?"
"I suggest we go and see if we can find out." Severus said, grasping Harry's arm lightly and drawing him back down the hall to the Gargoyle.
It raised one chiseled eyebrow at the pair and waited for the password.
"Blood pops." Severus said to the statue. It moved aside, leaving the way clear for them to step into the staircase.

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So sorry it took me a week to update, but I work 12 hour night shifts, and there is that whole damned inconvienient needing to sleep thing going on.

So, what will our intrepid boys find in that office, what is Fudge really up to (aside from pissing them off enough that he will DEFINITELY find himself a snack for at least one Vampire)
Will our boys get back to their interrupted kiss (OH YES, otherwise I would be posting this on FF.Net, not AFF.Net lol)

I will TRY to post again before Christmas, but just in case I can't MERRY CHRISTMAS!!