"No!" Draco let out an anguished cry. "You can't have Apple!" Pansy, smirking, raised Apple to her lips. "What, this apple? Draco, come on. Why not?" As Pansy started to take a bite out of Apple, Draco whipped out his wand. "Flipendo! " He screamed, pointing his wand at Pansy. She was blasted backwards, crying out in shock and amazement. A horde of students had gathered around the scene, watching intently. Rushing forwards, Draco picked up Apple and cradling Apple in his arms gently. "It's okay. They're gone now. Nobody will hurt you," He crooned softly. The oncoming crowd gaped, looking utterly perplexed. Minerva McGonagall elbowed her way through the crowd and approached Draco and Apple. "What madness is this?" She yelled. "Mr. Malfoy, what has gotten into you?" "Take no notice of the old hag," whispered Draco to Apple. "She doesn't know what she's saying." McGonagall's face flushed red. "Detention, Mr. Malfoy!" "I'll do anything for Apple," Draco announced proudly. "I'm in love with Apple!"

...Yes, I'm mental.