Potions Perfume and Apples - Dramione Fanfiction

When two enemies brew Amortentia in class and smell scents all too familiar to each other, what will become of them? Will they face the feelings they obviously feel or will they try to shove them away?

Three (3) parts + an epilogue

Excerpt:

"I can't smell a thing. All I can smell is your perfume. What did you do, dump the whole bottle on yourself this morning?" "I don't know what you're talking about Malfoy, the potion is perfect. I smell exactly what I smelled with the example batch: grass, parchment, and green apples." At this point, the class had gone quiet to hear the two of them squabble. "Besides, I was in such a rush this morning I didn't put on any perfume," she stated matter-of-factly, crossing her arms across her chest. "You're lying. I can smell it from where I'm sitting." She was about to argue further when a realization suddenly donned on Hermione. She froze in her spot, staring at the potion in front of her.

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A/N: I write really short parts, so sorry about that being annoying. I break them up by the feeling because I feel like that is more definite than a page break or a scene break symbol, but I release the entire book at the same time.

I have also added a Condensed version as the last part with all previous parts if you don't want to flip from one chapter to the next while reading. I've also added the condensed version to AO3 under the name ellywold111 (the same name on here).

I hope you enjoy it! I really enjoyed writing this. If you ever read this that means this is my first fully finished multi-chapter fic. At the time I am publishing this I am currently working on another much bigger multi-chapter fic for Dramione. I can't wait for you to read that as well.

I write under a fake name to free my self from the confines of what others might think of me in real life stumbling across my work.