'Cherry, the fragrance of your lustful hate. Lavender the permeated smell of your annoyance. But what is the aroma of your Love' Harry wrote in the journal and quickly stuck it in his robe, "I guess I will have to find out, Eh Malfoy?" "Hmm, what Potter?" Harry smirked and shook his head. ...................................................................................................................... Hope I got to Le feels with just the descriptionAll Rights Reserved
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