more than i can hold in my heart.

amortentia

a/n: harry potter inspired au!!! magic-ish?? maybe a little :)

hope yall like it!

-jyka💕

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Love is a drug, literally.

Miranda rolled her eyes at the news headlines. Seriously?

Amortentia, they called it. Love potion.

She doesn't believe it. It'll be just another scam, another way for those at the top to get the money and the power that they want.

When she got to the hospital, the people were abuzz with the idea of a love drug. Miranda rolled her eyes again. People can be gullible for love.

"Bailey, we're probably going to get a lot of incoming, because of this drug. Or whatever it actually is," Richard called out to her. She was still in her casual clothes. "They said once you make someone take it, they'll go crazy for you."

She scoffed, as he joined her in the elevator. "Stupid."

Her mentor shrugged. "The people want love, Bailey. What do you expect?"

"Not like this."

Miranda went to her locker, and changed into her scrubs, just as she heard a voice behind her.

"Hey, Dr. Bailey." Benjamin Warren, an Anesthesiologist, walked to her. "You look good. Have you heard of this amortentia thing?"

She huffed in annoyance. "And what makes you think we're close enough for us to talk casually?"

He shrugged, and a smug smile came to his face, which made her more annoyed. She didn't really know why.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was just trying to make conversation." He continued before she even got a chance to open her mouth. "Did you know, they say that even if you don't take the potion, you could know who your true love is? You just need to take a whiff. And it'll smell like the one you love."

She rolled her eyes, yet again. How many times does her eyes need to roll to the back of her head before this amortentia thing stops? All of it is a scam, potions don't make love, and they certainly don't smell like someone a person loves. It's ridiculous. "Oh, look at that, I don't care."

Miranda pushed through him, his perfume settling on her nose for a moment. Ben smelled like the forest, like plants, and some kind of smoke. Typical of a man.

She went ahead and walked around the hospital, checking on her patients for about an hour before she got paged for an emergency in the pit.

The ER was already beginning to fill. She spotted Richard in the middle of the chaos. "What the hell is happening?"

"Amortentia. Some are overdose, and I just heard there was a stampede in the store down the street. There's also a couple run over by a mad man. Rumor is, it's about the potion too." He sighed, rubbing his hand over his face. "Everything's messed up, Bailey. We need all hands on deck. There's a ton of incoming."

She rolled her eyes, again. People are indeed stupid. She could've gone somewhere and told everybody this but did they listen? Oh, no, of course not.

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Ten suture-needing patients, a bowel obstruction, and splenectomy later, Miranda is tired.

She's heard countless of stories about this amortentia drug. They drank it, without their knowledge, and they knew nothing of what had happened while they were under it. The dose lasted 2 hours, and shit happened in those couple of hours. This was a nightmare.