ENEMY'S ARE REALLY LOVERS ONCE REMOVED

HARRY STOP

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         All through lunch Harry couldn't think of anything but Draco Malfoy.

Why had he been so nice? Why had he told Harry to keep his mouth shut? None of it made sense.

Hermione groaned at him. "Harry stop. Thats what you always do."

"What I don't do anything?"

Ron groaned. "Like bloody hell you don't! Your doing what you did last year mate!"

Hermione nodded. "Even Hagrid gets annoyed!"

Harry rolled his eyes. "I wasn't! I was just thinking of... vacuum cleaners." He said. Ron raised an eyebrow. "What the fuck is a vacuum cleaner?"

Hermione glared at him obviously disappointed by Ron's profanity.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Let's  just get to potion making."

Hermione and Ron reluctantly nodded and stood up. Harry sighed.  Slughorn wouldn't like it if Harry didn't know the answer to his questions.

Harry and Hermione and Ron sat down.

Horace Slughorn smiled. "Now that everyone's here. Let's begin." He said.

Slughorn pulled out three different potions and one big bowl. He poured a blueish potion into the bowl.

He then poured the orange one in. The potion smoked until it settled into a delicate red.

Slughorn smirked and showed it around to the class. "I would like you to smell the potion. It is not required for you to share. I will inform you of why after you've smelt it."

The man went to desk to desk smelling the potion. Some people smiled others blushed ferociously.

Draco sniffed and grimaced. "Stinks like you Potter!"

Harry rolled his eyes. When the potion got to him he smelt it and felt overwhelmed with odd emotions.

It smelled a lot like Draco. His cologne. "Smells like your dumb cologne Malfoy!"

Slughorn's eyes widened. "Um I did promise to tell you what the potion is but before I do Draco would you like to sit somewhere else? Like across the room from Harry?"

Draco rolled his eyes. "No."

The man sighed and walked to the front of the classroom. "It's a love potion. You smell what your attracted to."

The class immediately looked between Draco and Harry.

Ron scowled. "I bloody knew it!"

Hermione frowned. "Would have been better if you kept it to yourself Harry."

Draco's mouth fell open. "There must be a mistake! That's it! You made the potion wrong!"

Harry snickered causing Draco to glare at him. "And what's so funny Potter! He made the potion wrong that's it. Must be a hate potion on accident."

Ron shook his head. "I smelt Hermione. That's about right." He said. Hermione blushed.

"No one asked you Weasley! The potion was wrong!"

Slughorn nodded. "Yes um Draco is right. When I um went to serve the potion to them to smell I accidentally got some salt into from my pocket."

He took some salt out of his pocket to emphasize this.

"So everyone smelled what they are attracted to except them."

Hermione and Ron weren't convinced. "Yea of course." Ron uttered.

The class reluctantly went back to what they were doing.

Harry could have chosen to believe what Slughorn was saying but he knew better.

Not that he would ever admit it but he always liked Draco's cologne. 'Dior Savouge.'

Slughorn quickly moved on to something else.

Ron spent the rest of class suspiciously eyeing him.

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     After class Ron smirked. "I didn't know jerks were your type. Interesting."

Harry glared at Ron. "I don't! You heard Slughorn! He messed it up!"

Hermione chuckled. "Harry we know he lied. You like Draco and he likes you back."