The Dreaded Pie by HPFangirl71
"So what's for dessert?" Draco quipped as Hermione came out of the kitchen carrying a dish that had a lovely apple smell.
"It's Pralie Apple Pie!" she stated proudly.
Draco looked at the golden pie before him and inhaled its wonderful scent.
"A traditional Irish dish made of apples and potatoes" she continued.
Draco looked at the pie with a sudden feeling of dread. He was used to his wife's experiments in the manner of cuisine but this was utterly baffling.
"You put potatoes in an apple pie? I think I'll pass on dessert." he informed her.
"Draco Malfoy! Don't you dare turn your nose up at my pie until you've at least tried it!"
"But Mione, its potato… in an apple pie! You really don't expect me to eat that!" he whined. He flashed her a sexy smirk in a valiant effort to dissuade her.
"It won't hurt you to try something different for once! When it comes to the bedroom, you're all into experimenting but when it comes to your palate…" she let out an exasperated huff, as her anger rose at the stubborn blonde she had married.
"Well of course love, that's sex not my stomach." he smiled cockily at her.
He made her so angry and it wasn't fair that he used his devilish good looks to win every argument. Instead, she decided to use bribery in order to get her way.
"Well…" she cooed in his ear, "If you take a chance on my pie then maybe I'll take one after dessert, if you get what I'm saying." she blew lightly in his ear and continued. "After all, there must be some dirty little fantasy in that head of yours that you'd love to try out."
With that as encouragement, Draco resolutely took a bite of the dubious pie. An image of Hermione naked, covered in honey, and handcuffed to the bedpost was working its way into his mind. Yes, it seemed that some experiments were well worth taking a chance on.