Sorry, I have a story I still need to write!
It’s been halfway written…but I’m not really into the story…so…it may never be finished, although it was a request from theenchantedllama so…>_>
Sorry, I’ll work harder!!
Anonymous asked: Draco and an apple (Drapple) from harry potter
It seemed like a normal start of the day for Draco Malfoy. He woke up, got dressed, and bullied some Gryffindors before heading for the great hall. Once he was there he glared at the other houses during another of the breakfast speeches. He joked about how lame it was while the food was summoned.
That’s when he saw it.
It appeared directly in front of him, as if it was meant for him. Perfect, unblimished, and a brilliant shade of green, the sight of it was enough to make him stop mid sentence and blush. Without even realizing it, his hand reached out and grabbed the apple from the fruitbowl, carressing it’s smooth skin while he felt it’s pleasant firmness.
It was perfect.
He brought it to his mouth, carressing the apple lightly with his lips. “You’re sexy.” he whispered, startling the already confused Slytherins.
“Draco… Are you feeling alright?” Carbbe asked, looking extremely concerned.
Draco stood up abruptly and slammed his fist onto the table. “You will never understand out love!” he screamed, drawing startled looks from everyone as he stormed from the hall, carressing his apple gently.
Goyle looked over to Pansy. “I guess that hug from Voldemort fucked him up more than we thought.”