Title: Ambition

Disclaimer: Don't own. Don't sue

Rating: PG, nothing inappropriate except for the fact that I'm talking about Hitler and Fudge in the same paragraph

Summary: Fudge sits on the balcony during one of Hitler's public addresses in Viena. It's cracktastically Fudge/Hitler. In a weird, not really Fudge/Hitler way.

AN: Read and review. Ta lovlies. Oh, and don't even waste your breathe flaming me. Surely you can find something better to do with your time than flame my little drabble.

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Cornelius Fudge has never aspired to be much in his entire life. He was brought up to believe he would never amount to much. Never bring any change to the world.

And yet, he stands on top of this balcony, completely unseen by all guards or Muggle eye. He watches this enigmatic, passionate, driven young man; much like himself, deliver a speech in such a manner that an entire nation is transfixed. This man raises his hand in the air, and the crowd follows suit. Never questioning, never doubting. Blind loyalty in it's greatest form. As the enigmatic young man turns sharply on his heel and goes to exit the balcony, ducking from the public eye, he snaps his head in Fudge's direction, looking him straight in the eye. Fudge doesn't bat an eyelid as the black haired leader utters one word; "Heil", and promptly exits the scene of mass chaos below.

Cornelius Fudge now believes he can bring change. He believes he can amount to something. Something gracefully frightening. Something so powerful, not even the world can stop him.

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