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James Sirius Potter had it all, was loved by all...
...all except Ayla Hill
Alya Hill despised him, him and all his glory and greatness
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Months had passed and the days at Hogwarts had flown past. The cold air of February slowly began to fade as the spring weather stared to appear.
"You know it's going to be Valentine's Day soon" Amalie hummed as the girls got ready in their dorm for their first lesson, Potions. "Has anyone got any plans?"
"I think I might ask Matt Patil to Hogsmeade" Roxane admitted, "I mean if you want something you need to go and get it" she shrugged
"He definitely likes you" Daria added as she came out the bathroom, "you're both making eyes at each other in Defence"
"It's about time really" Amalie agreed nodding her head, "what about you Alya?"
"Oh, I've got nothing planned"
"So you're not going to accept Potters offer?" Roxanne teased
"He's not said anything" Alya glared
"But he will" Daria spoke up, "it's only a matter of time"
"Then it's only a matter of time until he'll get rejected again for the millionth time" Alya smiled back sarcastically making the girls roll their eyes
"You never know, he might surprise you" Daria shrugged as Alya walked out into the common room.
"I seriously doubt it" Alya called back
"In honour of the run up to Valentine's Day I have concocted a special potion for us today" Slughorn announced as he stood infront of the class, "amortentia" he gestured to the cauldron in front of him, "the most powerful love potion in the world. It's rumoured to smell according what the brewers attracted to. In today's class, we shall be brewing this potion in pairs. The potion does not create real love rather an intense infatuation or longing. Now, the instructions are in all your textbooks and the ingredients and equipment are over there. Get brewing!"
Alya brought the ingredients back down to her desk as Frank, her partner, grabbed the equipment.
The pair struggled a little bit seeing as it was a difficult potion but none the less it seemed okay.
Alya and Frank were half way through a conversation about an upcoming Ancient Runes essay when James interrupted from across the classroom.
"Oi Hill!" He hollered as he leaned back in his stool with a group of giggling girls around him, "fancy leaving here early and meeting up in my dorm?"
Alya and Frank pulled disgusted and appalled faces at each other.
"I suggested you turn back around and leave me alone Potter" Alya groaned trying to finish the Potion
"Sooooo, is that a yes?"
"What the fuck do you think?"
"Great! I'll meet you outside in five"
Alya only scoffed in response closing her textbook.
James smirked to himself leaning backwards. Unfortunately, the stools were missing backs.
He fell to the floor with a thump as the rest of the classroom fell into silence. The quietness was broken with Alya's loud laughter and the squeals of the worried girls surrounding him that helped him up.
James sprung up dusting himself down and fixing his hair while his face flushed pink.
"For merlins sake" Frank muttered shaking his head, "sorry about him, he's a prick"
"No, it's okay" Alya smiled, "it was extremely amusing"
Alya looked down into the finished potion in front of her.
"Hey Frank?"
"Yeah?"
"Have you been to the Potters house lately?"
"No why?" Frank asked raising an eyebrow
"Oh well you smell like their house. Something familiar... I don't know"
"Oh, that's weird" Frank shrugged absentmindedly, "it's probably because I share a dorm with James"
"Yeah probably" Alya agreed
"Anyways, what do you smell in the Potion?" Frank asked
"I'm not sure" Alya replied inhaling, "I can't smell anything over that smell. Not that it's bad, it's just... very strong. It erm, smells a bit like the bonfire they had at New Years, woody... like brooms and fireworks and things"
"Oh" Frank frowned while raising an eyebrow interestedly
"Alright class! You've had more than enough time to finish your Potions. Hmm, let's see. Mr Potter! What do you smell in your potion?" Slughorn asked cutting James off from flirting with a pretty Hufflepuff girl
James inhaled deeply taking a smell of the potion. A smirk pulled across his lips and he looked over to Alya, "cherries, paint and rain...Hill. I smell Hill" he grinned as the girls around him visible sagged in disappointment.
Alya threw her head in her hands trying to hide her embarrassment and rage that seemed to flow through her body.
Slughorn had quickly dismissed the class shortly after and Alya, Amalie, Roxanne and Daria make their way to Herbology with Professor Longbottom.
"That was the worst class of my entire life" She ranted running her hands through her hair frustratedly
"It wasn't all bad" Amalie smiled
"Were you not there to witness that train wreck?" Daria asked with wide eyes
"Yes, however I was more focused on something else. Winston Adams" Amalie explained
"What about Winston Adams?" Roxanne questioned
"Who's that?" Alya piped up
"Please tell me you know you winston Adams is? The gorgeous Hufflepuff? You know? Blonde, quiet, fairly tall? Doesn't speak much in lessons?"
"No idea" Alya shrugged, "but what about him?"
"He couldn't take his eyes off you?" Amalie smirked
"Who? Me?" Alya asked looking at her in surprised
"Yes you" Amalie confirmed, "you didn't notice because you were so busy with Potter. But I noticed"
"It's probably nothing" Alya waved off walking into the greenhouses, behind her Roxanne, Daria and Amalie looked at each other knowingly.
