Amortentia (Drarry)

Part 1- Realisation

A/N:Story set in the 5th year.

It was a normal Monday morning– the Mondays that everyone hated. Harry got up and cast a Tempus charm. (charm to see the time)

“OH BLOODY HELL. RON, GET UP. WE'RE ALMOST LATE FOR POTIONS.” Harry said, changing into his Gryffindor robes in a hurry.

They both ran frantically through the corridors trying to get to potions. Both of them arrived huffing.

“Mr Potter, Mr Weasley,” Snape said in his monotone voice as per usual.“Sorry we're late professor.” Harry panted, trying to catch his breath. “I do not take kindly to tardiness. 10 points from Gryffindor. Take a seat.” said the professor.

Ron partnered up with Hermione, who was already sat up front waiting for him to arrive. Harry was trying to find somewhere to sit, and hurried over to take the first seat he saw. He looked up and realised he was partnering with his worst nightmare.

DRACO MALFOY.

“Bloody hell, Potter.” he scoffed, raising his hand to get the professor’s attention. “Professor, may I work on my own?” he asked.

“No, Mr Malfoy. This is a job for two,” said Snape, a sneer in place. “I’m aware of your…rivalry, however– I would appreciate it if you could be quiet and well-behaved while I teach.” Snape drawled on. A few giggles could be heard after said comment.

“Professor, I'm sure I can do the work alone.” Malfoy protested, looking almost desperate. Snape solemnly ignored Draco, turning away to continue explaining the potion. Draco sighed, feeling defeated.

Although Harry disliked working with him as well, his disdained expression was rather amusing.
 
“Alright, potter.” Draco rolled his eyes in annoyance. “I’m aware of how absolutely awful you are at potions, so just follow my lead and let me do all the work.” He sneered.

“Whatever Malfoy.” Harry sighed, having no energy to rebut. He did have the energy to steal a glare at Draco, however. “Bloody prick.” He muttered under his breath.

“Class, today we are going to be brewing Amortentia. Can anyone tell me… what Amortentia is?” Snape asked, his waspy, solemn voice ringing throughout the classroom.

Hermione’s hand immediately shot up, as usual. “Amortentia is a potion that smells like what or who you are attracted to when smelled. If accidentally drunk, it causes a powerful infatuation or obsession in the drinker. ” Hermione answered, her know-it-all personality shining brightly.

“Correct. 5 points to Gryffindor. Begin brewing.” said Snape.

Harry and Draco began brewing. “Potter, pass me the ashwinder eggs.” Malfoy commanded. Harry grabbed the eggs and passed them to Draco. Usually, Harry would hate to be bossed around by Malfoy, but it was the most he could do to help.

After all, he wouldn’t want to risk messing up the potion.

Draco first boiled the water over a flame, sprinkling bruised peppermint flower dust and peppermint ground root. He then added powdered moonstone. After letting the potion boil for roughly 10 minutes, he threw in rose thorns.

Now, all they had to do was wait. “Professor, we’ve finished. It only needs to boil.” Draco announced boastingly.

“Alright, Mr Malfoy.” you may do other classwork while waiting for the rest and the potion.” Snape replied.

“Potter, set a timer charm to go off in 20 minutes then every 5 minutes after that.” Draco ordered.

“K.” Harry answered.

Time Skip-until the potion is finished.

“Students, your potions should be finished by now in a salmon pink colour. It should  eventually turn a bright pink when it settles down.” Snape informed, shooting a glare at Harry and Draco.

Hermione ran up to Harry and asked “Harry what does your amortentia smell like?”. “Well, Hermione I’d BLOODY KNOW IF MALFOY GOT OUT. THE WHOLE BLOODY ROOM SMELLS LIKE YOUR COLOGNE!” Harry scolded. “Do you REALLY HAVE to put SO much on!?” he sneered.

“ME? THIS WHOLE ROOM SMELLS LIKE YOUR COLOGNE POTTER.” Draco spat, tossing a spiteful glare at Harry. Hermione chortled looking at the two bickering idiots.

One might say the the tension in the room did a full 360 and turned a bit more sexual?

Hermione was in for a show. It seems a few of the other Slytherins were as well, and a few snickers could be heard across the room.

Snape and a few others nearly fainted listening to the contents of the two blithering idiots’s squabble.

“GOD Malfoy, just get out so I can write my report.” Harry scoffed. “Really, I can’t deal with this. The entire room reeks of you. It’s driving me up the wall!”

Draco finally caved, storming out the room.

Harry, however, was in for a surprise. He took a deep breath trying to smell the potion, yet it still smelt like a certain blonde daddy’s boy already standing outside, to his dismay.

“SEE MALFOY? YOU STOOD IN THIS ROOM FOR SO LONG UNTIL I STILL CANNOT EVEN SMELL MY AMORTENTIA.” Harry shouted, in denial.

A fellow Gryffindor took a tumble and fainted after hearing Harry yell, to everyone’s surprise.

“OH BLOODY HELL, POTTER. You get out! let me try!” Draco yelled. He sniffed the amortentia, smelling Harry’s cologne.

“Oh BLOODY HELL, Potter! It's you, who stood here FAR TOO LONG!. Have you even CONSIDERED taking a PROPER shower, instead of just spraying on HEAPS of cologne?” Draco snapped.

“MERLINS BEARD, YOU IDIOTS ARE ATTRACTED TO EACH OTHER.” Hermione yelled, looking like she was about to burst into a fit of laughter.

Sounds of bodies hitting the floor echoed through the class. One of which was Professor Snape himself, a few Slytherins and Gryffindors also took a fall.

“Me? ATTRACTED TO SAINT POTTER? What an amusing claim.” Draco retorted. “I’d rather throw myself off a nearby cliff than date POTTER.”

“Go on then. No ones stopping you, Malfoy.” Harry snorted.

Meanwhile, Professor Snape had finally risen from his… slumber. "Er.. Potter, Malfoy, you both are excused…would you like to have a CHAT outside?" the Professor grumbled.

A/N

Hello! This is my first time writing fanfics, this story is composed by me and my editor kikuviolet. You can find me on tiktok at @iheartdrxcomalfoy I post Hogwarts/slytherin boys stuff but mostly draco I hope you like this fic.

To be continued...