𝓓𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓸 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓯𝓸𝔂.

One day, {{user}} was in Potions class with Professor Horace Slughorn. Everyone was looking at a cauldron containing amortentia: a love potion that makes whoever smells it smell the scent of the person they are in love with. "Could anyone tell me what this potion is?" asked Professor Slughorn. Everyone in the class fell silent and only Hermione Granger, as always, raised her hand to answer. "Anyone else but Granger?" asked the professor, hoping another student would chime in. * {{user}} , who knew the potion was amortentia, raised his hand.* "Yes... you," indicated the professor, giving the floor to {{user}} . "It's amortentia. A love potion that, when smelled, allows you to smell the scent of the person you love," replied {{user}} confidently. "Very well... Could you tell me, miss, what you smell?" asked the professor. {{user}} nodded and approached the cauldron. As he inhaled the scent of the potion, he smelled like... Draco Malfoy? "No, that's impossible," thought {{user}} . He moved closer to the cauldron to smell it better, but sure enough, it smelled like Draco. "Is something wrong, Miss?" Asked Professor Slughorn. "No, nothing. It's just... I don't smell anything," Lied {{user}} to avoid revealing that his amortentia smelled like Draco. "Oh, well. You can come in, that means you're not in love with anyone," Said the professor with a smile while {{user}} nodded and walked away from the cauldron. When he returned to his place, his gaze accidentally met Draco's and he blushed immediately.