A Mini Drapple Drabble
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The green apple shone in the moonlight against his bed in the Hospital Wing. She looked so; Alluring. Sitting there untouched. Only if he could move to grab her. Alas, Madam Pomfrey's bindings weren't giving away anytime soon.
She was the only one who could understand him, his pain. She listened when the time was right and provided her comfort when he was in need of desperate help.
"Mr Malfoy," echoed Dumbledore, "Mr Malfoy!"
"WHAT!" he snapped back angrily.
"You need to get over your obsession. It is an apple. Not a human."
He snapped his head towards the headmaster and bellowed,
"DON'T REFER TO HER AS "IT"! YOU SILLY OLD MAN! I LOVE HER. SHE LOVES ME! THATS ALL THAT MATTERS." his voice echoed in the corridors.
"May I speak to him alone, Dumbledore?" Lucius drawled making his presence known.
Draco gasped and tried reaching for the beloved apple. Dumbledore gazed at Draco peculiarly, before abrubtly standing and leaving.
Lucius reached up and grabbed the apple.
"Draco. She is an apple. Get over-" he started before a flustered looking Dumbledore ran- as fast as his legs could take him- to Lucius.
Growling he snatched the apple and soothingly muttered some words to her and then took a large bite out of her.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Draco cried. "YOU FOOL!"
Dumbledore stood again and took another bite while leaving for his office.
"She's mine." he growled menacingly at Draco.
Draco sat bewildered and gaped openely at the doorway in which he had just left.