WarmEscapism
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When two enemies brew Amortentia in class and smell scents all too familiar to each other, what will become of them? Will they face the feelings they obviously feel or will they try to shove them away?
Excerpt:
"I can't smell a thing. All I can smell is your perfume. What did you do, dump the whole bottle on yourself this morning?"
"I don't know what you're talking about Malfoy, the potion is perfect. I smell exactly what I smelled with the example batch: grass, parchment, and green apples." At this point, the class had gone quiet to hear the two of them squabble. "Besides, I was in such a rush this morning I didn't put on any perfume," she stated matter-of-factly, crossing her arms across her chest.
"You're lying. I can smell it from where I'm sitting." She was about to argue further when a realization suddenly donned on Hermione. She froze in her spot, staring at the potion in front of her.
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02 Dec 2024