Draco sat in the slytherin common room, he had to go get her, his only love. What would the other slytherins say? Well at least he had a lovely woman, he thought , neither Crabbe, Goyle or even Blaize could say that. His mind was made up, he would get her. He would get his love, no matter what they said. He left the common room and went down to the kitchen. He picked her up and planted a kiss right on her beautiful skin. His love, His Apple.