I smiled at her. My other half. Sixty beautiful years we had spent together. And there where so may beautiful memories.

But every good thing must end.

And as I lay there, in that muggle hospital, listening to the heart monitor slow, I knew that this good, this wonderful-no. This perfect thing that was our relationship was ending.

I gasped for breath. While I was old, and dying, she was still perfectly young and beautiful. And yet, she still loved me. She was by me side still, in what I knew was my final hour. The nurses had cleared out long ago. There was no point in staying, and besides, I had asked for a moment alone.

So they had given it to me. I didn't know what exactly to say, but the comfortable silence we had usually shared together wasn't enough. I had to say something.

"Uhh, listen," I wheezed. "We've really been through a lot together-"

A lot. Practically our whole lives.

"-and it's probably obvious, but I have never really said it out loud," I gulped, nervous for some reason. I lifted a shaky hand to wipe my brow. "But I love you. And… I want to do something special before I… go."
I tentatively lifted her from the stand that was beside the hospital bed, and kissed her skin. It was cold, and hard. I knew, that after sixty years, we where finally both ready.

I trailed my tongue around her firm figure, leaving a transparent trail of saliva. A muggle clinic was not the most appropriate place to do this, but we didn't have much a choice.

I brought my mouth to a stop at her stem. I tenderly began suckling the thing, and began twisting it with my lips.

After a while of this, I took my chance. I could tell by the way her skin felt that she was close.

I opened my mouth wide, and bit down, hard. A sweet juice squirted into my mouth. I smiled.

I had succeeded. This is what I had wanted my whole life, and I finally had the closure.

I felt bad for leaving her, especially after such a heated moment, but the afterlife was where I was needed. I closed my eyes.

I vaguely heard a droning flatline, and fell into a deep, eternal slumber from which I would never awaken, my last thought of her.

My love.

My life.

My apple.

(A/N) XD Soooo, what did you think? I know, I am crazy. Please review. And, just so you know, in my mind, the apple is still ripe because Draco was so in love with her that he put a spell on her so she would never… Die? XD Just review, please!