Author Note: This is just a little something I wrote a while back as a head canon. I for once will not have a rambling author's note because there isn't much to say. Read the one hundred eighty seven words and enjoy!
One day, Draco Malfoy, the prince of Slytherin was hungry. It was one of those rare moments were there was no one near enough to him that he could bully into getting him food from the Great Hall. And because the kitchens were closest to him, he went there.
As he entered the kitchen the house elves swarmed around his kneed, asking what they could do for him. But Draco's eyes were only on the vivid green apple, sitting on a platter of fruit. He walked towards it, as if in a trance. Ignoring the house elves and their scattering away from the movement of his legs. As he got closer to the apple his hand reached out, he grabbed the apple. He brought it close to his mouth. He whispered, "My beautiful, my only, you have come to me, to be the savior of my hunger. Thank you, my precious," before he bit into it, a clear crunch reverberated throughout the kitchen, the house elves had gone quite, all work forgotten. They were frozen and mesmerized by the sight before them. The sight of true love.
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