Draco Malfoy sat outside by the Black Lake, alone. Well, an onlooker would think him alone, but only Draco knew that he was most definitely /not/ alone. He was with the love of his life. He caressed her smooth, green skin with his thumb, gazed tenderly at the way the moonlight reflected off her. After a moment more of desperate longing, he pressed his lips against her in an anguished kiss, biting away at her like a ravished dog. Feeling her savory juice drip down his chin, he sighed happily. He had never felt like this before in his life. Her sweet taste was intoxicating. All too quickly, it was over, and he licked her core slowly, nibbling at the stem.
He smiled, gazing happily at her remains before reaching into his robes and pulling out another apple.
A/N: I actually wrote this in January of 2012. This has definitely been one of my favorite parody ships since I discovered its existence. xD Below you can find the original author's note I wrote for it.
A Drapple ficlit, aka, Draco + apples. I was inspired to write this after reading HPficluver's info on her deviantID. Pretty crazy story, eh? Draco Malfoy belongs to the magnificent JK Rowling. The apple belongs to Draco. C;