h.p. ○ drabbles

Young Sirius Black x reader

  I'm a Slytherin, and I will be me.

  I will not let people get to me.
 
  I will not let others take control of me.

  I will not fall for those who are a      traitor to their own kind.

  But this boy may be an exception.

  I glance up from my text book of, Advanced Potions, as Professor Slughorn rambles on about a Love Potion.

  "It is said to be the strongest thing in the Wizarding World. Would anyone like to test it? Well not test it but take a whiff?" Slughorn asks. Nobody moves except for that one Gryffindor that's always up for the challenge. "Mr. Black! Excellent! Come on up!"

  Sirius Black stands up from his chair that's in front of me and goes to the front of the classroom. The cauldron bubbles as he gets closer. "Go on, take a whiff." Slughorn ushers him. Sirius get up to it and inhales deeply. He's silent for a moment.

"Well what do you smell?" Arthur Weasley questions.

"Cinnamon, spearmint and vanilla." he says.

  I push down my blush as he comes back to his seat. My shampoo and conditioner are cinnamon scented while I always brush my teeth with spearmint toothpaste and chew spearmint gum. My body spray and deodorant smell of vanilla.

"Thank you, Mr. Black. Anyone else?"

I cautiously raise my hand and Professor Slughorn beams. "Ms. (L/n)! I never would have thought! Come up here, please!" I stand up and go to the front of the room. I feel all eyes on me and I feel like I'm about to have a nervous break down. I'm never embarrassed by being on front of others, but this is killing me.

  The scent from the cauldron hits my nose and I can smell it perfectly. "I-I smell leather, spearmint and dog." I say knowing exactly who it is. Black.

"Thank you, Ms. (L/n). Now if you could have-"

"HEY! THATS WHAT SIRIUS SMELLS LIKE." I hear from the mass of students, but I know that it's James Potter.

"You didn't need to sniff my robes like a bloodhound to figure that out!" Sirius shouts back. Blush rushes to my face as I go and sit down, clearly embarrassed.

  Slughorn continues with his lesson. My head stays in my arms and James and Sirius keep bickering. This continues until a feel a note being shoved under my arm. I lift up my head from the bell ringing quietly and the note poking my further. I don't see anyone around me. They must've gone to lunch, so I'm good to open it right now.

Dear (y/n),

  I clearly noticed that you smelt me with the Love Potion. I'm positive you already know that I smelt you in the Love Potion as well. So what I'm trying to say is that I really like you. Would you fancy a Butterbeer tomorrow during our trip to Hogsmeade? I hope. I'll be waiting tomorrow!"
                               with love,
                                     Sirius Black

  I smile to myself as I stuff the note into my robe pocket.

  I guess that I'm having a Butterbeer tomorrow.