Apple of My Eye || Drarry

Chapter One: The Lake

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It was a beautiful sunny Saturday morning, and everyone was glad not to have too much homework. Some students like Hermione tried to study, but between the warmth of the sun and the laughter and sounds of everyone else having fun it was impossible.

Harry Potter was glad to return to Hogwarts, the place he felt safest and happiest, especially after the whole Voldemort shenanigan.

He was walking with Ron and Hermione to a place in the shade, near enough to the Black Lake that they could feel the refreshing spray of the cool water. They were all so eager to get into the sunshine that they just grabbed a few pieces of fruit to share while watching the rippling water.

They found a nice tree and sat under it, relaxing on the cool grass. Hermione brought some books out, as nothing was better than getting lost in a book. (To her anyway.) Ron had brought some sweets that seemed to always occupy the pockets of his robes and a pocket chess set. Harry didn't bring anything, but was holding the fruit for all of them.

Hermione conjured a blanket to set the fruit and things on, but then quickly got immersed in her book. Used to this, Ron and Harry got out the chess set, Harry being perfectly content to just watch Ron's miniature figures smash his to pieces.

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Draco Malfoy was more hesitant to come back to Hogwarts, but he wanted to see his friends and he needed excellent N.E.W.T.S. for a career worthy of a Malfoy. It was also a way to escape his house, with the terrible memories of being forced into service and the Dark Lord himself sitting in his dining room haunting him.

He also wanted to feel the warm sun on his pale skin this morning, so he grabbed a green apple, like always, and set out toward the lake with Pansy.

The sunlight felt so good, warming him from the outside in, making him feel like his worries were behind him. He was often shunned because of the mark on his forearm, and his family's allegiance to the defeated Dark Lord.

He didn't so much mind it, and he often felt bad about it himself, even if he didn't have a choice in the matter. It was just he often felt even more lonely than usual, especially with Potter teasing him less and less.

He in fact spotted the Golden Boy in the spot where he had wanted to sit.

"Ugh. Potty, Granger, and Weasel have taken our spot." Pansy spat. "Let's find somewhere else, shall we Draco? Somewhere... FAR away?"

Harry scowled up at the pair, and Draco felt a pang in his stomach, from what he did not know. He was probably just hungry.

He and Pansy walked over to the other side of the lake and plopped onto the soft grass. They started chatting about all kinds of things as they stared out onto the peaceful blue water.

Draco looked down at the apple, glistening in the sunlight. So bright. So green. He took a big bite, his teeth sinking into the sweet flesh. The moment he could taste the perfection of it, he was overwhelmed by the fresh, crisp, tart amazingness. He sighed, overcome by the deliciousness of the apple.

"Umm... Draco?" Pansy asked, her eyes questioning.

Draco snapped his head up, towards Pansy but away from the apple, and suddenly everything seemed duller. The colors less vibrant, everything dimmed in comparison to that shiny green apple. He shook his head vigorously, trying to clear it.

"Yes, Pansy?" He inquired, trying to hide the fact that he had just been caught intensely, 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑦 gazing at a luscious green apple.