I graze my fingers over the smooth, green surface. The thought of sticking my teeth into the bitter, tart skin and biting off some of the sweet, sour fruit inside makes me lick my lips. I feel like the apple is calling to me. I decide to answer.
I slowly brought the perfectly symmetrical to my mouth, fully intending to bite into it. Instead, I pulled back. I couldn't do it. As much as I loved this fruit, I simply couldn't bear to think of the pain it would experience as it became part of me.
I set it back on my plate and bit into a chicken leg.
"Alright there Malfoy?" Goyle asked heavily through a bun.
"Yeah," I muttered, stroking the apple gently.
Pansy looked at me in confusion. "What're you doing?" she asked.
"Um," I stuttered. "Sitting with my one true love." I was referencing the apple of course.
Pansy squealed and threw her arms around me. I just barely managed to keep the throw up that was rising in my throat down. I wanted spit "I didn't mean you, you terrible idiot" to Pansy, but managed not to.
Instead, I clutched the apple to my chest, gently stroking it.
"What's up with the apple?" Goyle asked. Everyone chortled.
"Nothing," I replied, clutching it still closer to my chest.
"You gonna eat it?" Crabbe asked, grinning at Goyle.
"Nah," I replied offhandedly, though my heart was beating.
"Seems like someone should," Crabbe told me, then continued eating.
I stared down at the apple, completely oblivious to my surroundings.
Unexpectedly, Zabini, who was sitting to my right, grabbed the apple, and passed it to Crabbe. I heard Pansy's wild laugh of mirth, and saw Crabbe bite into the apple.
I gasped and shrieked "NOOOOO!"
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Fanfiction"I've fought for you for as long as I could. I've caressed you. But now, you have become a part of someone else." In a love story to rival "Twilight", an intricate love story between a boy and his apple is wound. After weeks of fighting for it, the...
