A lil' drabble for the Amortentia challenge on xoxLewrahxox's forum.
Amortentia is, if anyone has forgotten, a potion that to each individual will possess the unique smells of things connected to their love interest, or whatever they most love. Like for example, Hermione's Amortentia was freshly mown grass, fresh parchment, and in the movie, Crest toothpaste or something like that =P
This challenge has lots of options; there are many things you can do with it. As usual, pick any character you want, and in your responses write them ... ;
wondering what their lover/love interest's Amortentia is, being jealous because it wasn't what they had expected it would be, brewing their own Amortentia potion, smelling Amortentia for themselves, feeling the potion's effects, pondering these effects, or even planning to use some for some seductive plan, etc, etc, etc. !
Basically, any plot your little hearts desire (:
Hermione scorned Amortentia.
(billion of girls fussing over Harry – the Boy Who Lived, a God in the flesh for them)
Hermione loathed Amortentia.
(false accusations, vile words printed on paper – as if she would be that twisted, that shallow)
But sometimes...
(Ron – and – Lavender – words didn't even cover it)
(no book explained, no involved train of thought could ease the hurt)
(and the cauldron had smelled so sweet, appealing, familiar flavours she didn't want to recognize, yet couldn't ignore)
Hermione straightened up, bit back a growl and swallowed her tears.
(in the end darling, you won't need any stupid potion)
