Draco was thrilled to see his mummy sent the ring to him promptly, attaching a note:
My dearest Dracokins,
I am so proud of you for finally finding a girl that we didn't pay a lot of money for. I hope she's a nice pretty pureblood girl, and I know you have the best common sense, so you'll give this ring to the right young lady.
I cannot wait to meet your future bride, dearie, and please tell her I can't wait to meet her.
Love,
Your Mummy
Draco looked longingly at his dearest Apple. "You, my dear, are the purest of all, and the fairest of women. I cannot wait to show you to my Mummy, my dearest."
He kneeled down, peering as his lovely Apple's plump skin. "Apple, will you marry me?"
Silence.
"Yes, oh yes! Dearest, darling, I am thrilled!"
As Draco ran off with the Apple clutched in his hands, skipping and singing at the top of his lungs, a figure watched from the shadows. The plan was going swimmingly. Two eyes watched with jealousy as what was theirs caressed that stupid piece of fruit lovingly. Draco Malfoy belonged to them. And they would do whatever was necessary to get him in their arms.
A smirk played out on their face as the next part of the plan walked by. It would take some work, but he would be their's.
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