Harry Potter × FBAWTFT × Marauders One Shots

Amortentia - h.p

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"You smelt me in your Amortentia?"

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I have a crush on the Harry Potter, aka the Boy Who Lived, aka the Chosen One. And when I say I like him, I mean I like, like him.

Not how other girls do. Most of the girls drooling over Harry was because of his popularity, or just because of that scar on his forehead and maybe even possibly that he is indeed a very undeniably handsome guy.

I like him the moment I realize I do.

It was the first day of the semester in my third year, I was in the same year as The Boy Who Lived.

Malfoy was taunting me about how reckless I was after I blew up my cauldron during potions. They shoved me around along with the other Slytherins.

And when I finally hit the ground, Harry stood up for me. He fussed Malfoy off, and helped me.

The moment I saw a glimpse of his green emerald eyes, I saw kindness and generosity.

And that's when I realized I can't get him off my mind. His smile, his laugh, the way his glasses croaked in times, his kindness, everything about him fascinated me.

And I really really like him.

But it was clear I was just a side character in his life. Not his love interest.

I knew it was impossible for him to notice me the way I notice him. But it was nice dreaming on while it lasted.

We were now sixth years and I couldn't get the feeling off my chest. No matter how many times it pangs me in the heart, I just couldn't.

I like him, and may even realize I've came to love him all these years.

The memory of him taking me to Yule Ball as the last resort sting pain in my chest, but the moment in that one dance he gave me was unforgettable.

Even if it was just one unwanted dance from him, it meant the whole world to me. But it only happened in a glimpse after he used all his time in staring at Cho throughout the night, who was graciously dancing with Cedric.

I bet he wished to be with her than me.

And last year, he and Cho kissed after the DA's meeting. I knew I needed to let him go, I knew I didn't have the right to feel jealous.

But I was. Terribly was.

And now, the start of the sixth year semester had began, and every students were all in there way to there classes.

I have potions first, and so I entered the dungeons that was now not so eery unlike when Snape was still teaching in it.

"Hello, Hermy.." I greeted and she beamed at me.

"Hello, Y/n.." she replied.

Hermione and I have been close friends, we studied together a lot and there were lots of stuffs we shared, considering we were both muggle borns.

I stood next to her, as Professor Slughorn greeted everyone in the room.

"Hello students, I am Professor Slughorn! I will be teaching you potions from today."

He gestured to the three cauldron in front us. There was loud commotion by the door, and we all looked back to see Harry and Ron panting from running.