Green Apple
It all started one day in the great hall. It was during breakfast. Draco had eaten eggs and bacon, but now he was craving something else. Something juicy, something fruity.
Suddenly his eye fell on the scale of apples, and more specific, the only green one between all the reds. Immediately, he fell in love. It was so perfect. How it stood against the others, being unique, not giving a damn about peer pressure.
Draco couldn't do anything but stare at it. He was totally struck by its beauty.
Somehow, he could identify with it. Standing out amongst the crowd, being different from anybody else.
He reached towards it, wanting to hold it, to feel it, to taste it.
But before he could take it, Blaise Zabinni grasped it away. The look Draco gave him, made him cringe. He held the apple out towards Draco. "You want this one, Drakes?" without bothering to answer, Draco grasped the apple from his hand.
Now they were together. Now he could hold it, and feel it. He held it in his hands, just enjoying the feeling of the smooth orb.
Then, he couldn't resist the urge. He had to taste it. He brought the apple to his mouth and licked it. The sensation was something he never felt before.
He licked it again.
But soon, licking it wasn't enough anymore.
He needed more.
One last time he rubbed the apple,
then he bit into it.
The taste exploded in his mouth.
He looked at the apple, wondering how such a small, tiny orb could make him feel all this.
He licked the juice from his lips and bit again.
And at that moment, he decided
that green apples would be HIS fruit from now on.
