II. Apple Sauce
She's not at all partial to apple sauce. (neither chewy nor chunky). The smell is atrocious - all preservatives, not enough apple - and the taste leaves something to be desired. But that's what babies and little children eat, isn't it? (she's too old for this). She'll have to buy more apple sauce, won't she? (merlin how many galleons are left in the vault). Soon she'll be drowning in a world of apple sauce, floating among the all too liquidy concoction and bumping into the chemically (de)enhanced apple bits. The very thought makes her stomach wiggle with a disgust she just can't shake.
Nymphadora, her only daughter, is dead, and all she can think about is apple sauce.
A/N: Sorry for beating the prompt upside your head!