the scent of love

chapter one

I wake up in the Slytherin common room. Yesterday there was a party and I think I fell asleep in the common room. I sit up and reach for my glasses, who fell on the ground. “Hey Harry.” Draco says. I look in his beautiful grey eyes. “Good morning.” I say. “Your glasses are broken. Let me help you.” He says. “Oculus reparo” he mutters, and he fixes my glasses in less than a second. I smile. “Thank you.” I say. “You really smell awful, take a shower.” He says. “thanks” I say and walk towards the bathroom.

I walk out of the shower with only a towel around my waist. I walk in the boy’s dormitory and see Draco on MY bed. “don’t you sleep elsewhere, because your father thinks your better than anyone else?” I ask. “I wanted to have breakfast but not without my best friend.” He says. I smile. “Thanks.” I say and walk towards my closet. I look at the clothing I have. It’s not much and everything is hand-me-down because my aunt and uncle didn’t want to buy my anything. I sigh. “Problems?” he asks. “no.” I say. what do I have to wear? all my good clothes are in the laundry. “Nothing to wear?” he asks. “I’ll wear my robes.” I say. “Come on its Saturday.” He says. “Yes, I know.” I say. he sighs. “I know you wear the hand-me-downs of your cousin.” He says. I nod “you can borrow my clothes. I mean it’s still too big, but you know. not that big as they are now.” He says I smile. He leaves and after 5 minutes he comes back with just a normal emerald, green hoodie, black jeans, a grey t-shirt, and black socks. I smile. “Thanks.” I say, “you’re welcome.” He says and sit on my bed. “Can you close your eyes? I’m really uncomfortable with people looking at me while I change.” I say he nods and closes his eyes. I change in the clothes. “it’s okay.” I say. he opens his eyes. “Come on let’s go and get some breakfast.” He says. We walk in silence towards the great hall and separate our ways. We pretend to not be friends when we are in public, because you know I’m the boy who lived and Draco’s father serves Voldemort. He told me in second year.
I walk around the corridors with Ron and Hermione who are suspecting Draco of being a death eater. Like he would have told me, and Draco isn’t that kind of person. Being a death eater? Draco? “Look I love you both really, but Draco isn’t a death eater.” I interrupt their conversation. “How would you know?” Hermione asks. “Draco isn’t that kind of person. He is sweet and the opposite of his father.” I answer. “Yes, we didn’t expect you to shake his hand in first year.” Ron says. “Can you two stops talking about that. I thought he was impressive. He seemed important and I mean I met him earlier when we were a Diagon alley, besides, I already apologized for that.” I say. “it’s fine Harry. I still believe he is a death eater. You two are barely friends. The only moments you two are together is when you two have classes together.” Hermione says. “Yes.” They don’t know either Draco or I are friends. I really have to stop lying towards everyone.

“Today we are going to learn about amortentia.” Slukhorn announces. I pick up my book. “So who can tell me something about it?” he asks. Hermione’s hand shoots in the air and she answers his question with a long and detailed answer. “Good 5 points or Gryffindor.” He says. I smile. I’m not a Gryffindor but they’re still my friends. “Okay harry can you tell me what you smell?” Slukhorn asks. I sigh and sniff in the air. “I smell someone’s cologne a green apple and my broom.” I answer. He smiles and continues asking people. “From someone who’s last name is Granger isn’t it, Potter?” Draco asks. I roll my eyes. “I told you Malfoy, boys and girls can be friends with each other.” I answer him. he chuckles. “Stop laughing.” I say. “I was joking.” He says. “Oh yhea because you’re in love with Hermione.” I say. “Excuse me, Potter? Draco Malfoy in love with Hermione Granger? In your dreams.” He answers. “I give you two one month and you two are going to make out on the leather couch in our common room.” I say. “Please shut the hell up before I start vomiting.” He says. I start laughing. “a problem?” Slukhorn asks. “No professor.” We answer.

“Malfoy and you had great fun in class or not?” Hermione asks. “Oh yes, I we were talking about what I smelled, and he said it was yours and I said that boys and girls can be friends. I joked about him being in love with you.” I answer. “Really do you think he fancies me?” she asks. “I don’t know, why do you ask?” I ask. “Because she fancies Malfoy. She is talking about him every night.” Ron says. I start laughing. “You really fancy him?” I ask. “Shut up.” Hermione says. “But who did you smell?” Ron asks. “Someone cologne. I know that you know who’s it was.” Hermione says. “I’m not going to tell you.” I answer. She rolls her eyes. “I’m going to find out.” She says and they walk inside their class. “Who does Granger fancy?” Draco asks from behind me. I jump. “don’t scare me.” I say. “I’m sorry.” He apologizes. I chuckle. “She fancies you.” I answer. “I’m not a blood traitor.” He says. “If you were a muggle-born you would have already made a baby with her.” I say. “No, I don’t fancy her. I fancy boys. remember I told you, last year.” He says. “No I don’t.” I answer. “Probably because you were drunk as fuck.” He says. I chuckle. “Possible. I can’t have that much.” I answer. We walk all the way to herbology.

Why are potions so fucking hard? I can’t even understand this stupid words. Where is Malfoy? “Where is Malfoy?” I say my thought our loud. I don’t know why I still call him Malfoy. We’re best friends, I always call him Malfoy with my friends. It’s a habit. “he’s in his room.” Pansy answers. I nod and walk towards his room. Knock? Just open the door? Just open the door. I open the door and see Malfoy jerking off on his bed. I close the door again. That was terrifying but turning me on too. “Come in.” he says. I open the door and pretend that nothing happened. “Next time knock.” He says. I chuckle and nod. “Why are you here?” he asks. “Potions homework.” I answer. “you’re blushing.” He says. I blush even more. “So wanking because of Hermione.” I ask. “Shut up.” He says. I start laughing again. “Come and sit down.” He says. I nod and sit down. he helps me with my hard homework and making me even more hard. Damn it Malfoy. “Focus Harry.” He says. I nod and look back at the papers. “I was telling that you have to write exactly what you smelled, and you have to write down why you think you smelled that.” He says. “That isn’t that hard.” I say. “Yes, because I already made the rest. You were zoned out.” He says. I blush and write down what I smelled. Green apples, brooms, and ‘someone’s’ cologne. Why? Because I love green apples. (lie). I love playing quidditch. (that’s true.) and I think I fancy the person to whom this cologne belongs. (Half a lie) I know that I fancy Draco. But I don’t write that down. I look up. “Good now leave my room.” He says. “I actually thought you would help me with herbology too.” I say. he rolls his eyes. “How on earth don’t you understand that?” he asks. “I do understand it. I am just too lazy to make it myself.” I answer. “Good I’ll make mine with you.” He sighs and walks over to his desk. Fuck his ass looks good in that trousers. “Hey earth on Harry.” He snaps his fingers in front of my eyes. I look in his eyes. Unwise decision. Why does his eyes look so cute. Fucking Malfoy. “Good I’m going to shower. When you’re done with thinking just tell me.” He says. “No, wait. I’m sorry. Voldemort just took over my thoughts again.” I lie in his face. “Are you okay?” he asks. “Yes.” I say. he sits on the bed. “Okay just think about something else. Let’s make herbology.” He says and we start making out homework.

I wake up because someone is yelling in my ears. “Harry! Wake up! Don’t sleep on our homework!” Draco his voice yells. I open my eyes. “I was in the bathroom for 5 minutes.” He says. “I’m sorry.” I say. he chuckles. “It did cost me 17 minutes to wake you up.” He says. I start feeling guilty. “Come on time for bed little boy.” He says. I glare at him. “Do you want to stay? Fine.” He puts a blanket over me. Aw that’s so sweet of him. I smile to myself. “Good night.” He says and walks towards the bathroom.