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❝ past the point of caring ❞
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𝓔𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥
MONDAY, OCTOBER 3rd 1977

I am stood in potions class next to an unusually happy Remus Lupin as Professor Slughorn places a small potion bottle on each of our desks before taking his place at the front of the class once more.

"I'd like you all to open the bottles in front of you" Professor Slughorn announces.

Remus takes the bottle and opens it but before I can even acknowledge him, I hear Mallory gag dramatically from across the aisle.

"This stuff is bloody awful" The Belovna girl declares in pure disgust "It reeks of Evan Rosier"

I frown in confusion and gently grab Remus' wrist, analysing the bottle in his hand. I read the label and my eyes widen in shock as I turn back to Mallory.

"Mal, that's amortentia" I inform her.

"Piss off" She gasps in disbelief.

The whole class starts howling with laughter and Mallory bangs her head against the table with a loud drawn out groan of despair. I turn my head to the back of the class where Rabastan is sat, one of the only other people in this class that I enjoy talking to, and we both share an amused grin. As I turn back to Remus, expecting to see him laughing as his friends are, I notice that he's looking behind me with a frown.

"You okay, Lupin?" I ask curiously.

"I'm fine" He nods, looking down at the bottle in his hand.

Professor Slughorn quietens down the class before he starts the lesson again and I turn my attention from Remus to the man at the front of the class.

"Would anyone else like to tell the class what theirs smells like?" The man asks but no one answers "Miss Malfoy"

"No, thank you, sir" I reply with a laugh.

"It wasn't a question" He states and my laughter immediately dies.

Reluctantly, I take the bottle from Remus and slowly lift it up to my nose, smiling softly a the smells that fill my nostrils.

"I smell liquorice wands, pine and sea salt" I start, immediately recognising the scent as Regulus.

"Peaches and fresh air" I continue, Pandora this time.

"Cologne and spearmint" I say reminding me of Evan.

"Daffodils and broom polish" I add, this is definitely Mallory.

I drift off in a daze, assuming that would be all due to the fact I'm a firm believer that my friends are the only people that I do and will ever truly love, but the realisation hits me that I smell more.

"Is that all, Miss Malfoy?" Professor Slughorn asks me.

"It kinda smells like chocolate and old books too. The woods after it's been raining and dog?...yeah, some kind of dog" I explain unsurely.