Drarry Oneshots

Potions (fluff)

Harry's POV

I don't recognise what the smell is coming out of the Amortentia. There is the scent of my broomstick and treacle tart, but there was another scent that I couldn't put my finger on. I gradually stepped towards the aroma to get a clearer scent of it, when professor Slughorn snapped the class out of it. A bunch of the class had also been walking closer to the pot, and we had only realised what had happened when Professor slammed the lid on top. I could still smell the intoxicatingly curious scent next to me, despite the lid being closed, no one else seemed to notice this, but I looked around. In front of me was Malfoy, so the smell wasn't him, and I looked behind me and there was Ginny. Yes. It must be here, the only other options were Ron and Hermione and there is no way it is them, they are basically my siblings.

"Ginny, can you meet me in the common room after lunch?"
Her eyes lit up and she smiled her cunning smile.
"Of course Harry." I grinned. The potion never lies.

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"Harry!" Ginny called... She was with Hermione and Ron. I wasn't expecting them but I love them so I don't mind.

"Ginny! Ron, Hermione! Ginny I was going to, um, ask you out on a date, by the lake... Right now." She looked shocked

"Sure Harry, if you want."

"Only if you want to!"

"Of course I do." She kept glancing at Ron along with me, as if asking permission, but he seemed to be to captivated by Hermione to tell, which is new.

I walk Ginny over to a little nook in the hill next to the lake. The beautiful midday sun shining on the grass. I summoned a picnic blanket and some food and we dug in, both too nervous to speak, at least I hope it was anxiety not awkwardness causing the silence.

"So... Harry."

"Yeah?"

"Why did you ask me out? I didn't think you saw me as anything more then a friend."

"Well... In potions there was a smell in the Amortentia, and I think it was..."

"Talking about me cotton head?" Malfoy snickered as he and his posey came up to us.

"Oh bugger off ferret."

"Forgotten my name have you" He leant in to me, and I instantly felt the scent fill my nose. The smell that hid from me in the potion. I looked into his eyes, as grey as the sky when a storm is coming. The very colour beckoning me to stand my ground and fight the hurricane until a rainbow shone threw the dark clouds. He was inches from my face, and I could feel my shaggy hair cling to my face. I was all too aware of his hot breath on my skin, fogging up my glasses and making me tremble.

"I could never forget you..." I mumbled, and his daggers softened into spoons, his eyes locked onto mine, but no longer did they beg me to hurt him, but to hold him, and he scoffed. And no matter how much it hurt me to do so, I pushed him away, it was Malfoy after all. "Get away Malfoy before too many bugs get stuck in your hair." He looked hurt slightly but his resolve took over.

"Try not to get too, muddy, on your date Potter." Crabbe and Goyle snickered as they turned in sinc and strolled down the hill. I couldn't stop looking at that bigots ass.

"So I'm like, your dream?" She asked quietly, trying to get back to me pouring out my soul.

"Uh what?"

"The Amortentia?"

"Ohhh right, um... What was I saying about that?.. Oh yeah, I smelt my broomstick and treacle tart and some smell I couldn't put my finger on..." I looked down to see three sets of green robes re entering the castle "and I think I just figured out what it was."