More than just an apple. 1/2

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   She had perfect brown hair, and wore a green jacket all the time. She was always in my bag, but I fell in love with her in third year. I decided it was time for me to make my move. I gripped her in my hand and laid my mouth on her. "What's your name, dear?" I asked her. She didn't reply. I heard a shout..."Bloody hell, Draco Malfoy and an Apple!" It was Ron Weasley, that ginger. I didn't care, I kept biting into her...Apple. What a beautiful name. "Why, someone  with Draco? I can't believe it!" said Harry. I didn't care what they said, they hadn't found true love yet. I had. Apple Malfoy. I smirked at the thought of the name. What was I doing? Acting like an idiotic girl? Speaking of girls...I remembered Pansy Parkinson. Pansy Parkinson was supposed to be my girlfriend. Yet...I didn't feel as much love for Pansy as I did for...Apple♥. I should dump Pansy, that bugger. She was so annoying with her squeaky voice. I don't remember ever asking her to be my girlfriend. She just decided that she was. I don't need to dump her, I was never with her. But now...I'm with this elegant Apple. "Draco...idiot Hagr-" began Crabbe. "WOULD YOU MIND SHUTTING YOUR GARGANTUAN MOUTH?" I yelled back. Crabbe began to say something, and then stopped. I finished Apple, and walked to my dorm. I decided to cut class to be alone and start thinking about Apple. I still remembered her eloquent structure. I had to get her at dinner tonight. I missed her. For some reason...I felt like listening to the muggle music...mudblood Granger was listening to a song written by a muggle...Saylor Twift? I used a charm for the music to come to me. "I better find your love..." it played. Hmm...I better find Apple's love. I pulled another charm and asked which muggle wrote the song. "Aubrey Drake Graham." said the voice. Not bad for a muggle. I fell asleep thinking about Apple. "Draco! Draco!" I heard a voice. It was Apple. Wow, she looked so beautiful in that gown. She came near me and hit my shoulder. I woke up...it wasn't darling Apple. It was stupid Parkinson. "What is wrong with you Pansy?" I asked her. "Oh Draco my dear, it is time for dinner at the hall!" "Don't call me dear." I warned her. I straightened out my robe and went down for dinner. There...I saw her. Her rich green jacket and her long brown stem. I rushed to get her, but Weasley's sister had took her first. "Give me the Apple, or your brother gets beat." I scolded her. "My brother has gotten way more friends than you have, Malfoy. You should be the one worr-" I grabbed the Apple out of her hand. She shrugged and took another apple from the basket. I stared at Apple. She was beautiful. I never got tired of looking at her fancy green jacket. I dug my teeth into her jacket, and ripped it off. Her skin varied from yellow to white. I finished her, and went to the basket to take another one. I brought her upstairs to my bed and kept her next to my wand. "Good night Apple." I said to her. For a moment, I thought she said good night to me as well. This was the beginning of something lovely.

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