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━For a good 3 solid days, James Potter had smelt like vanilla and so did Stella Rosier as she smelt of lemons so long to the point that she's not even nauseous to the smell anymore but still despises it.
"Can I borrow the cranberry-scented shampoo inste—" James was cut right off with an annoyed Stella.
"So you can smell like me? No way in Merlin's beard." Stella then tip-toed to ruffle James' messy hair, to which sheknows he hates before going to the Hufflepuff table to join Portia and Eloise.
That left James to blush on his own. He knew Stella would do anything that he hates, so what better way for her to do the thing he loves by pretending he hates them.
Brilliant plan, according to him.
"She doesn't know that you love the little hair ruffling, right?" asked Peter as he sat on the Gryffindor table beside James.
