"I still haven't received a letter back from my mom, its been two weeks," I say to Luna. "I'm a little worried,"
"I'm sure it's nothing to worry about, y/n," She smiles softly. I hear a soft knock on my door. I open it and see a Gryffindor first year.
"Yes?" I ask, smiling.
"This is for you," He says nervously.
I open the note.
Meet at the Astronomy Tower in 15 minutes.
"Who sent this?" I ask the boy.
"I'm not allowed to say,"
"Well, alright," I laugh. "Thank you," I smile. He smiles back, and leaves. I go back into my room and put on my shoes. I'm wearing sweatpants and a sweater, I don't bother changing since it's so late and so cold outside. I walk out of my room and sneak through the halls, trying not to get caught as it is past curfew. I run up the stairs into a pitch black room.
"Lumos," My wand starts shining, yet I still can't see anything. All of a sudden, a pathway of candles light up, leading me outside. When I reach the balcony, I see Ron, smiling and holding up a bouquet of flowers.
"Hi," He says, looking the happiest yet most nervous I've ever seen him.
"Hi," I smile.
"Y/n," He starts. "From the moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew you were the most beautiful girl, inside and out. Will you make me the luckiest young wizard in this school, and go to the Yule Ball with me?"
"Oh, Ron," I smile, my cheeks red hot. He looks so nervous. "Yes, of course I'll go with you," He puts the bouquet down on the floor and puts his arms around my waist, picking me up and spinning me around in a circle. He puts me down and rubs the back of his neck, breaking eye contact.
"Sorry," He chuckles. "I got excited," He picks up the bouquet and hands it to me. I go on my tippy toes and land a soft kiss on his cheek. He blushes and smiles.
"Good night, Ron," I start walking away. Just as I reach the stairs, I turn around to ask him a question, when I see him doing a silly little dance to celebrate. I laugh and shake my head;
My question can wait until tomorrow.
I sneak back to my dorm and put the flowers in a little makeshift vase. I lay down and fall asleep imagining all of the fun things that can happen at the Ball.
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"Y/n, I'm sorry to wake you," Luna says softly, shaking me awake. "But it is 8:25, you're going to be late to class," My eyes go wide:
I cannot be late to Snape's class.
I jump out of bed and throw on my robes, brushing my hair at the same time. I brush my teeth in the sink, grabs my books and run out the door. My stomach growls. I run into the Great Hall, grab an apple, and run to Snape's class.
8:31
"Would you care to tell the class why you are so late to my class, Ms. y/l/n," Professor Snape says, emotionless.
"Professor, I was only one-," I get cut off.
"Detention after school," He states. I groan quietly and go over to my seat.
"Don't worry," Ron smiles, watching me as I sit besides him. "He doesn't like anyone,"
"Yeah well now I'm stuck in detention with a bunch of kids I don't know," I whisper, trying not to get into trouble again.
"Well," He chuckles quietly. "You do know Crabbe, Goyle, and Malfoy,"
"You have to be kidding me," I smack my palm against my forehead. He chuckles again.
"So today, we will be making Amortentia," Professor Snape states. The whole class groans. I look over at Ron.
"Amortentia?" I whisper. He shakes his head.
"This is going to be torture, trust me," he says.
"Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in the world. It is distinctive for its mother-of-pearl sheen, and steam rises from the potion in spirals. Amortentia smells different to each person, according to what attracts them," Snape says. "We will be creating it, then taking turns smelling it, telling your peers what you smell,"
We start working on the potions quietly, no one wanting to catch Snape's attention so they didn't have to go first. Once the potions were complete, everyone stared forward in complete silence. He paced around the class looking at each of us. He stops in front on my desk.
"Ms. y/l/n," He starts.
Of course.
"Can you smell the potion and tell us what you smell, please?"
I lean forward reluctantly and sniff.
"Freshly cut grass, new parchment, and," I pause. "Spearmint toothpaste,"
Who in the world smells like that?
Professor Snape looks at Ron. "You, sniff," He demands. Ron leans over and sniffs.
"Ocean breeze, vanilla, and- bloody hell, y/n, how much perfume did you put on this morning?" He complains. The whole class starts laughing.
"Quiet down everybody," Snape yells. He goes over to each student, picking randomly, making them smell their potions.
"Ron," I say, walking out of class with him. He looks up at me. "I didn't put on any perfume today, you know," I laugh.
"Oh, erm-" He starts, his cheeks growing more and more red by the second. "Maybe your perfume from yesterday is still on your robes," He grabs my robes and sniffs.
"Ron, I-"
"Yeah, it's that," He laughs awkwardly. "I have to go find Fred and George, I'll see you next class,"
I stop in my tracks, and watch him walk away.
I don't know who I smelled in my amortentia, but I do know I have feelings for him.
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filler chapter, sorryy <3
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