𝖲𝖫𝖸𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖱𝖨𝖭 𝖡𝖮𝖸 𝖮𝖭𝖤𝖲𝖧𝖮𝖳𝖲

𝘌𝘕𝘡𝘖- 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 (Slow burn fluff)

"Today, we will be brewing Amortentia." Slughorn stated.

Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in the world.

You immediately put your head on your desk.

Potions was your least favorite class; you liked hands-on magic, and you were already well advanced in most of the potions you were learning.

"Can anyone tell me what this potion is? Come on! Why don't you give it a try, Ms/Mr..."

Please don't say it.

"Y/L/N," you sighed inwardly, knowing that was coming considering you were the only one that paid attention.

"It's the most powerful love potion in the world." you said. "It's rumored to smell different to each person, according to what attracts them." Slughorn nodded appreciatively.

"Correct, Ms/Mr. Y/L/N, well done." Slughorn said, lifting up a vial as to cheers. "Now, everyone find a partner and turn to page seven."

You turned to Hermione, but Ron had already grabbed her arm and was pulling her towards the supply cabinet.

Sighing, you glanced around the room, which was pure chaos; everyone was rushing around to grab their friends and soon, everyone had a partner.

Everyone except...

"Mr. Berkshire, why don't you work with Ms/Mr. Y/L/N?" Slughorn put a hand on the boy's shoulder, pushing him towards you.

You raised an eyebrow. "I assume you expect me to do all the work?"

He laughed. Leaning back, he put his feet on the desk. "Absolutely not, Berkshire," you said as you shoved his feet off of the desk.

Skimming through the instructions on the page, you started gathering everything you needed to execute the position correctly.

"Two Lionfish spines, please..." You turned to him and thought for a few moments, "And a rose petal." Enzo smirked while getting up "Coming right up, your majesty," you glared at him and continued to read.

The process wasn't too bad since Enzo was a smart guy and actually put in a decent amount of effort. You figured you would be finished rather quickly.

As you continued to mix all the ingredients as stated in the pages, you finally had a bubbling potion.

You tried not to get too close, since you were scared of what you were going to smell.

"Time's up!" Slughorn said, "Books down everyone. Now, I'm going to call your names, and when I do, I want you and your partner to take a whiff and tell us what your amortentia smells like. That way we'll know if you've done it correctly."

Your heart skipped a beat.

Oh no.

You knew exactly what you were going to smell.

Enzo elbowed me, "Do you want to go first or shall I?" He asked.

"You go," you said, shaking your head, turning it away from him and scooting the potion closer to his side.

Enzo paused for a moment. "I smell... (Y/N scent), (Y/N scent),

(Y/N scent) and (Y/N scent)? You don't think Parkinson smells like (Y/N scent)...

and..." he hesitated, "peacocks." You looked over at him and scoffed.

"Peacocks?"

He had to be lying. You didn't smell remotely close to peacocks—(Y/N scent) was obviously you.

"Yes. White ones, to be exact. Is something wrong with them, Y/L/N?"

Yes.

"No." you said shortly. "Shall we continue?" Enzo asked with a smirk. It was your turn.

Should you try to lie?

"I smell..." you breathed in, trying to come up with the easiest lie, but you couldn't.

"...peppermint, hot tea, and citrus." You quickly pushed the cauldron away and sat down quickly.

Slughorn then cleared his throat to push the awkwardness out of the air. "Well, uh, done, class. Tomorrow we will be learning about the principles of potions; please read chapters four through six. You may be dismissed."

You quickly gathered your things and rushed out of class. When suddenly, you heard the sound of footsteps following close behind me:

"Peppermint and tea? Really, Y/L/N, that's obviously me."

"No, it is not Berkshire." You scowled, "Why on Earth would you smell someone as vial as you?" You retorted and Enzo laughed.

"Sure, it's not?" He said, running his hand through his hair and walking backwards for a few steps until turning and heading back down the corridor.