A/N: I do not own Harry Potter. Submission for:
Fanfiction Scavenger Hunt Competition: A Crack pairing
He was just walking, thinking about what we couldn't remember. But when he saw her over there, her skin smooth and so tempting, he had to go over to her. He had to play it cool though. He couldn't let others see his prize.
He looked up and down the busy lane of commuters and walked towards her with a possessive look in his eyes. He knew what he wanted and he always got what he wanted.
Oh he had been right. She was even better looking up close. He needed to have her.
But he was too late. Someone had taken her and now was scrutinizing her, like she was some object that could be discarded at will. But to him, she was worth more than that. He frowned, the apple of his eye in the hands of another man. He felt as if he would have tackled the man right there in the street. He always had a jealousy problem. But he couldn't. That wouldn't be playing it cool, would it?
But the man soon walked off, bored of his choice and his eyes now set on the others in front him. He almost clutched his chest in shock and took it as a personal insult. Each was special and the man was so callous about it, looking at others so blatantly before her eyes.
But wasn't he just upset that she was taken? And now she wasn't, but did he want that man's sloppy seconds? Maybe the man had seen something in her that he had been blind to and was right to walk away. But he looked at her himself and all he could see was perfection. The man was a fool to pass her up.
He acted fast, standing before and picking her for himself. So round. He licked his lips in anticipation.
"How much?" he asked the man that had been standing across from him the whole time, watching him and the man that had so ruthlessly discarded her the whole time. That man had was now far away, having discarded three other conquests in this short time. How heartless.
"One sickle," the gruff voice said, his expression impatient. He didn't take kindly to people loitering and ogling with nothing else to do.
He fished around in his pocket and produced the silver coin, happy that it was such a steal, but he would have paid any price for her. She was perfect.
Draco walked away from the fruit stall, ignoring the portly man looking at the oranges and tossing the rotten ones back. He waved at the vendor, who was now much happier now that Draco had finally bought something. He turned back to his purchase: her green flawless skin, her firmness with no soft spots, her smooth curves. He took a bite and swiped the back of his hand across his mouth. She was just as juicy and delicious as he thought she'd be.
I was right. Perfection. I should come back tomorrow.
A/N: Haha, so this is my favourite crack pairing - Drapple. I've wanted to draw this exact scenario ever since I found out about Drapples, but I always had an image of a chibi Draco jumping around a green apple sitting on a table top. So how did I do? RxR. FxF.