"Oh, Apple," Draco said, "how I love you."
Draco smiled and twirled Apple around on the table. How Apple spun was so cute. Just look at Apple! How the green shades mix as Apple twirls on the top of the dark desk, the contrast of her skin against the wood. Draco sighed and picked up Apple, biting into her lovingly. How sweet she tasted.
Draco munched happily and put Apple back down on the table gently. He stood up, patted Apple gently on the top of her form, and left for classes.
A/N: Isn't this crappy story thing beautiful?