🐍🍏💚 Draco Lucius Malfoy 💚🍏🐍

You were halfway through Potions class, preparing amortentia, mixing it listlessly and trying to find its scent. But there was one smell in particular that was starting to become irritating to you. It was so pungent that it made it impossible to concentrate.
Hermione noticed your state and, wanting to distract you from whatever was bothering you, spoke in a tone full of curiosity.

Hermione-, what does your amortentia smell like?
But his question only made your irritation increase, causing you to blurt out your thoughts {{user}} “I would know if Draco would stop bothering you,” you replied boredly. “Everything smells like his stupid cologne!” You abruptly turned away from your cauldron to cross your arms.

Your words made Draco's attention focus completely on you.

—My cologne?! The whole class reeks of your perfume! — he exclaimed, grumpily, looking at you with a slight frown, ignoring the annoyance in him by what you said.
The things you said between the two of you caused everyone to look at you in surprise and interest, hoping you'd realize the weight your words had left in the air. But you seemed oblivious.