Draco straightened his tie. If there was any time to look perfect, it was now. It was a light green tie, one of his favorites. He checked his suit, making sure there were no dirt marks. This was a very important night, and he had to look his absolute best. What was so important about tonight? Well, tonight Draco was getting married. His bride's name was Andrea, and she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She would look especially stunning in her wedding dress. However, she would have to be carried in because it was extremely hard for her to walk. Draco didn't mind at all, he actually loved carrying her everywhere she wanted to go. She was very light. She was also very small, so a special wedding dress had to be made especially for her. Draco hadn't seen it yet, but he had helped design it. Normally he wouldn't have, but he did because Andrea couldn't talk.
"Draco, are you ready?" asked Andrea's caretaker (she didn't know who her parents were).
"Yes," said Draco, taking a deep breath. He would be walking down the aisle first. Then it would be Andrea and her caretaker. Draco wanted the wedding to be short and sweet. He entered the doors to the sanctuary in the church in which he was getting married. He slowly and nervously walked down the aisle and stopped at the end. Then the doors began to open again.
Andrea's caretaker stepped through, carrying Andrea. The crowd gasped. She was beautiful! Her dress was pure white, sleeveless, and covered in lace. The caretaker brought her up to Draco and placed her across from him. Draco's father cast a Marrying Spell (no pastor needed). This meant that in order to be officially married now, all Draco had to do was kiss Andrea.
He picked her up and kissed her for three minutes, while the guests stared. It was the happiest moment of his life, and he would remember it forever.
Later, after the wedding reception, Draco took Andrea home and they both got onto Draco's bed. Draco stared at his wife. He had a feeling of coming to his senses. What was he thinking? Why did he marry her?
"I can't do this," said Draco to Andrea. "But I can't divorce you right away.. what am I going to do?" Then he had a brilliant idea. After he and Andrea had changed into their pajamas, he picked her up again. He acted like he was going to kiss her, but instead he took a bite out of her. She tasted so delicious. In fact, she was probably the tastiest apple Draco had ever had. He finished eating, threw the core away, and got into bed. He went to sleep happy, thinking about how much better it was to have eaten the apple than to have stayed with her. He loved apples. But he realized it had been a different kind of love the whole time.