Draco was angry. Stupid Dumbledore! Always in the way. The worst that ever had happened to this school. Or that's what his father tells him. He also said that mudbloods isn't worthy wizards/witches. Draco believed that of course.
When Draco is mad or angry and wants to be alone, he always climbs the apple tree. He usually sits there and eats an apple. Something he also did this time.
A green bitter apple. Juicy and tasty. He loves those apples. So beautiful. So big. And the best is that none of them talk or compline. They accept Draco.
