Dear Draco,
Your father and I are both doing fine.
I have to admit though, I am shell-shocked. You like an apple? As in, fancy one? I admit you were always a most peculiar child, but this is beyond reason.
However, I have come to terms with this (or as much as one can). Your father was curious as to why this letter was "for Narcissa's eyes only", but I've charmed it so he can't read it - do not fear.
I'm not sure how to help. I'll begin by telling *Lucy* (A/N means crossed out) Father that you have a girlfriend. I won't answer any more about it until he's half-asleep. He always takes things better that way. I'll just tell him she's not Pureblood.
Then you must be the one to tell him the full and utter truth. No one else.
You.
I'll owl you again when the time comes to tell him.
-Mother
Dear Mother,
Thank you. Thank you very much indeed. I understand how bizarre this situation may appear, but I thank you once more.
-Draco
"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY, HOW DARE YOU DO SUCH A THING! A RELATIONSHIP WITH AN APPLE?! IT WOULD NEVER WORK, LEAST OF ALL WITH YOU IN IT. I HAVE NO CHOICE. YOU HAVE DISGRACED THE FAMILY AND FAMILY NAME. WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A LONG AND HARD TALK."
The Howler erupted into flames, and my peers laughed at my expense.
"In love with an apple? What a saddo!" Someone yelled down the table.
I buried my face in my hands. Jeers and shouts were directed at me, so I ended up going to the common room, and then to my dorm (news spreads like wildfire here).
There were obvious signs of disturbance; parchment scattered, bed messy, and my possessions sprinkled across the floor.
But on my bed was a note. A note were Elppa had last been. So with a heavy heart, I read the note. The note that forever changed my life with seven words:
Meet me in Dumbledore's office. Big troubles.
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No one like you (A Drapple fanfic)
FanficJust a short Drapple fanfic. DracoxApple. Draco meets her, and his life is changed. Hogwarts becomes a new place - for the better. Yet all good things must come to an end, and that includes all. *This is meant as a joke. Not serious in any way, shap...