Chapter 1 - boy on the field

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Gryffindor is winning the match by 5 points, barely in the lead.

I find myself bored and stare into space once I realize I was staring at someone on the field, someone I don't recognize, I ask Luna who he is, "Oh that's Oliver Wood. He's captain of Gryffindor team" I keep looking at him for some reason I don't know of.

When the match is over Draco comes over to me and hugs me "Sorry ravenclaw lost, Jules'' he says while embracing me.

"It's fine."

"I already knew Potter would catch the snitch" Draco stops hugging me suddenly, and asks, "What were you doing?"

"What?" I question.

"What were you doing looking at Wood?" He says with a disgusted face.

"Draco I was just staring into space. Please calm down, it's not a big deal" I say as I kiss him on the cheek. He smiles the smile I love, and walks me to the Ravenclaw corridor. Luna is already waiting for me there, "Thank you for walking Julia."

"It was no problem Luna. See you later love!" He says while walking to his dorm.

I get inside the common room and Luna asks "Hey can I practice a potion?" I nod and we walk to our dorm room. She pulls out a couple of ingredients and lays them on the floor, and sits across from me. I don't know exactly what she is making but she hands a bottle to me. "Tell me what you smell" she says while looking at her book.

I take the bottle and right away I say "Popcorn"

She looks at me and says "What else"

I recognized a smell from my mothers kitchen "Cinnamon I believe."

Luna then says "There should be one more thing."

This took me an awful long time to get but I remembered it from when I had to go get a spare broomstick "Quidditch Equipment''. I suddenly realized what the potion was. "Was that-"

"Amortentia'' she cuts me off. "That's not what Draco smells like.. is it?" I stare blankly at the floor "Julia!"

I shake my head. "How though, I love him."

Luna looks down "maybe we should get to sleep". She gets into her bed after cleaning up the potion process, and I hop into bed as well. I couldn't sleep though. Who smells like Popcorn, Cinnamon, and Quidditch Equipment?

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