The Walls Around Her Heart | Dolores Umbridge x Donald Trump

Chapter One

The year is 2017. Trump has been having a lot of fun with his presidency. He liked to do stupid shit to stir up the media so they'd keep talking about him.

He left the White House, leaving his hoe wife and his children back there. Sometimes he needs a breather. He went to the beach, and walked along the sand. He looked at the crashing waves of the beach, the rushing water looking threatening.

He considered letting the waves envelop him, and making it so the water climbed up and up his body, until he could no longer breathe. He shrugged off his suicidal daydream. If he left the earth, he wouldn't be able to make people angry and pissed off.

He went back to the White House, and sat in his chair. Soon, he'd have to have a meeting with some of his administration. They help him devise the stupid shit he was going to do next and also keep him updated on news that he was too lazy to hear about himself.

At the meeting, his hoe wife came up to him. "Is the wall still going to happen or?" She asked.

"Oh my god, will you shut up if I let you borrow my credit card?" He asked. She always kept talking and talking; demanding and demanding. It was annoying.

"I wouldn't be opposed to that," She said, with a sly smirk.

What a gold digging hoe. He dug through his trouser pocket for his card, handing it to her with a huff. "Go now. Important business is happening here, today."

"Ooh," she said. "Promise to stir up crazy shit while I'm gone?"

He shrugged. She kissed his cheek before leaving.

The meeting continued. He had been informed of a certain rat infestation in a certain part of England. Man, that country is really going down to the dumps.

But then, his VP had a very stern expression to his face. "It is time that they have informed you of the truth, sir."

Donald raised an eyebrow. "Could you possibly be talking about the contents of Clinton's emails? I'm afraid I may be over that scandal."

"Not that, sir," the man shook his head. "This will lead to your next plan. Sir, magic is real, and there is a whole other world for those magic users."

"Is there a way I could exploit them?" Donald asked, eagerly. He didn't really care about the info presented to him unless it benefited him.

The man smirked and nodded. Donald slowly grinned.

He heard the plan, and decided this was probably going to be bigger than any scandal, like ever. Even with how his son fucked up a bit ago. That had been a mistake, though. That was not part of the plan.

This would be brilliant, he decided.