regret, harry potter (rewriting)

twenty

"You were amazing Ron! absolutely amazing!" Hermione beamed before kissing Ron's cheek.

The four of them are currently hanging out in their common room after the boys' practice. To be completely honest, Aurelia thought Ron wasn't that amazing, he was quite nervous during practice which made him quite lousy the first ten minutes. I guess love is truly blind she thought.

"Well, I think you were amazing too, Harry!" Aurelia pointed out, smiling at Harry.

"Thanks," Harry replied, trying to sound calm even though his stomach did a backflip.

"Can't wait till we destroy those snakes!" Ron exclaimed excitedly.

"Hey! no need to be like that," Aurelia scolded Ron.

"What? The Slytherin's symbol is a serpent!" Ron defended himself.

"Yeah, but I know that's not what you meant by calling them snakes," Aurelia retorted which shut Ron up.

"Well, I can't wait for Christmas!" Aurelia beamed.

"Why?" asked Harry.

"Because I am going to The Burrow! I miss Molly's pastries!" Aurelia raved. "You know, I smelled a pastry in my amortentia, I think I'm attracted to your mum, Ron."

"Ew," Ron scrunched up his nose in disgust.

"You smelled a pastry?" asked Harry curiously.

"Yeah," replied Aurelia thoughtfully.

"Who do you think it is?" Harry pestered her. Hermione and Ron also suddenly became very interested in the conversation and looked at the two with interest.

"I don't know. . . Maybe it's actually your mum, Ron!"

"Stop please," Ron pleaded and made a disgusted face again.

"What type of pastry? Maybe the one you're attracted to like that pastry," said Hermione thoughtfully.

"I don't know. . . You know, I don't understand how people can know what they smell right away. The only reason I know what I smelled right away back in my sixth year was that it was my boyfriend's scent — well ex-boyfriend now."

"You smelled Ernie in the sixth year?" Harry frowned.

"Duhhh," Aurelia replied.

"You just smelled Ernie?" asked Harry again.

"Of course I just smelled Ernie. He was my boyfriend, wasn't he."

"What did you smell in our sixth year?" Harry interrogated her.

"Vanilla, Strawberry, and Ernie's shampoo," Aurelia mumbled sheepishly.

Harry's stomach did a swirl, not in a good way.

"Oh." He sighed.

"Enough about me, what did you smell?" asked Aurelia to the scar-head boy.

"Er- no one," Harry answered hastily as his cheeks flushed red.

"You're so lying," Aurelia teased him. "Your cheeks are burning red Mr. Potter," She poked his cheek.

"Shove off, Lia," Harry mumbled.

"Tell me, don't worry, I won't tell anyone," Aurelia convinced him.

Harry eyed his two best friends for help but they're too busy grinning at the sight.

"Treacle Tart and Broomstick Handle," Harry finally said, intentionally leaving the last part.

"Just two?"