regret, harry potter (rewriting)

seventeen

Hermione and Aurelia were doing their essays in the library when a thought came to Aurelia's mind, how is Hermione that smart?

"Can you give me study tips," Aurelia blurted all of a sudden.

"What?" Hermione put her quill down.

"You know, how to keep yourself motivated to study," she mumbled sheepishly.

Then Hermione told her what makes her love studying which just came naturally to her, unlike Aurelia. Aurelia only studies when she needs to, Hermione studies every chance she gets.

"Aurelia, Granger," someone suddenly said in front of them.

"Hey Blaise," Aurelia smiled at him.

"Zabini," Hermione nodded, acknowledging his presence.

"Can I sit here?" he asked.

"Sure," said Aurelia while Hermione just nodded.

The three of them sat there in silence doing their work.

"Oh my God, I have to go to Ron. I'm so sorry Rellie, you're okay right?" said Hermione guiltily.

"It's alright, just go to Ron," Aurelia chuckled at Hermione's slightly panicked state.

"Oh thank you, Aurelia, I'm so sorry," Hermione hugged her before leaving.

Aurelia knows Blaise fancies her from Alex. She doesn't know whether she likes him as well or not. Sure he's an attractive guy, but she never really thought about him that way, but then again, she doesn't want to shut down an opportunity.

Blaise decided to accompany her back to her common room.

"Do you want to hang out on our next Hogsmeade trip? It doesn't have to be a date," he blurted once they were outside of the portrait.

"Sure," Aurelia nodded. "Goodbye, Blaise," she smirked at him before entering her common room leaving him completely flustered.

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"I hate you, Ronald!" Aurelia huffed when she lost another game of chess with Ron.

"Just admit I'm the best," said Ron cockily.

"I already said that so many times," she groaned.

"Stop it you both, it's time to go to breakfast," Hermione scolded them.

"Yes mum," Aurelia replied, looking at Ron who could burst into laughter any second.

"Oh stop acting like children you two!"

Harry just looked at his two best friends shaking his head while laughing.

"Knock some sense into them, Harry! They were thinking about skipping school for chess!"

"C'mon Lia," Harry offered his hand to her.

"Alright alright," she stood up, using Harry's hand for help since she's completely lazy.

Their hands were still intertwined without her noticing; Harry obviously noticed this but didn't want to let go.

When they entered the great hall, Alex looked at her and frowned when he looked at their intertwined fingers while Aurelia just gave him a confused look. Once she noticed what's happening, she immediately let go of Harry's hand and walked faster than him.

Harry was taken aback at what just happened but quickly brushed it off.

The rest of the day was boring; the life-long dragging of stillness day prolonged the dull sentiment causing her to yawn approximately twenty times today.

The last class of the day was potions and they were told to brew Amortentia, a love potion. They obviously made this in their sixth year, so it was quite easy for Aurelia.

This brought her back to her sixth-year memory. She remembered she smelled vanilla, strawberry, and Ernie's hair. This time she smelled vanilla, strawberry, and something she can't really point out. It's definitely a pastry; she doesn't know how people can just say what they smelled, because she truly can't.

Harry remembered what he smelled in his sixth year, Treacle Tart, Broomstick Handle, flowery scent, and Vanilla. He always smelled the last two at the Burrow which later he concluded that it was Ginny Weasley. This time around he smelled Vanilla again which is weird because he knows he doesn't like Ginny anymore.

He doesn't, right? Ginny has never crossed his mind anymore so it's weird that he smelled Vanilla again.

He decided to stand next to Aurelia to brew the potion. He realizes he could smell the Vanilla scent more when he's near Aurelia.

Then it hit him.

Aurelia has always been wearing vanilla perfume her whole life. He smelled it every time he hugged or near her, in fact, he's currently smelling it right now, the strong alluring scent of vanilla.

Harry's cheek suddenly flushed red and it was getting harder for him to breathe. He recalled all the things he did throughout the school years until now. He gulped and whispered, "What the fuck."

"Are you alright, H?" Aurelia frowned at his weird behavior.

"Y-yeah I'm fine," he flustered.

Ron and Hermione eyed him suspiciously. They both expected Harry to smell Aurelia so that's probably why he's flustered right now. Alex even studied Harry's reaction. He's not stupid, he could tell Harry was flustered with Aurelia because he just smelled her.

1. Pour Standard Potioning Water into a gold cauldron and place over a very low flame
2. Bruise the Peppermint Flower heads with a mortar and pestle and sprinkle into the lukewarm water
3. Take whole Peppermint Leaves and drop them into the water
5. Add Powdered Moonstone, one tbs at a time, stirring anti-clockwise three times between each spoonful
6. While the potion is still moving, sprinkle Rose Thorns into the water and leave to rest for an hour
7. Remove from heat and cover with a silk cloth in a dark place to steep

Easy, she thought.

"Help please," Ron whispered to Aurelia.

"Why don't you ask your girlfriend?"

"She said I need to learn to do it myself. It's not like I need this love potion, I got a girlfriend already," Ron huffed.

"Fine," she complied and helped her best friend.

"Do you need help, Harry?" asked Aurelia to Harry who has been zoning out a lot.

"Oh er- no I'm fine," he said.

"Stop, stop." Aurelia immediately grabbed his hand, missing his completely reddened cheeks, "You forgot to add Powdered Moonstone."

"Oh y-yeah, thanks," he stuttered, still avoiding eye contact with her.

"Ron, I need to talk to you, right now," Harry whispered harshly to Ron and the two immediately left the dungeon.

"What's up with him?" Aurelia asked Hermione.

"I don't know," Hermione replied, though she had an idea already. "What do you think of Harry?"

"What do you mean?" Aurelia furrowed her eyebrows.

"What do you think of Harry now?"

"I mean he's nice. . . He's back to his old self — to me I mean, which is nice."

"How about. . . his looks?"

"He has always been attractive, hasn't he?" Aurelia chuckled. "Why do you ask?"

"Nothing, just curious," Hermione shrugged. "More girls like him now more than ever, even more than during the sixth year. I just want to know your opinion, that's all."

"Alright then, now race me Jean Bean!" Aurelia suddenly ran.

"RELLIE!"