Author's Note: Okay, so I'm pretty sure this might havee been done before, but this idea came to me after seeing a bunch of different Harry Potter Couple videos on youtube. In each chapter will be a different character. It's about what they smell and what it reminds them of when they come across Amortentia. Enjoy Enjoy!

Severus Snape

Slughorn, with all his complete idiocy and failure, did choose and interesting topic that one day. Amortentia. This was a bit complicated and out-of-range for the students, Snape thought as he heard a few of the students talking animatedly about it in the halls, but his curiosity was aroused. He headed down the stairs to the dungeons, where he had been heading anyway on his way to his office, and paused outside the door of his old classroom.

Slughorn was not there, so Snape entered the room without much of a word. His first notice was that a vial labeled, "Potter" was the only one in the entire room other than the display one on the desk.

His second was that the lid to Slughorn's large cauldron full of the liquid was slightly askew. Reverting to the strict and formal potions master he used to be, he strutted over to close it properly. He'd barely touched the handle of the lid when the smell hit him fully, for the first time.

Amortentia was a love potion he had stayed well away from, and for good reason. He had a feeling what he would smell, and most certainly did not want that to be brought up. However, the smell was in his long hooked nose before he could help it and he was forced to remember, as if he didn't enough at night in his nightmares.

The first smell that hit him was of maple. That was the tree he'd hidden in, watching her. It was sweet and warm and horrifying all at the same time, and his lip curled.

The second smell was of ink, the color-changing kind. She'd always had a habit of getting it on her fingers and then rubbing it on her face, and for some reason her ink always turned the same color as her eyes, that brilliant green. Her mess, she claimed, was because quill's were old-fashioned and dumb and that they should all just start using pens or pencils, and he remembered teasing her carefully that it was just that she was a clumsy girl. His sneer relaxed at this, and his lips trembled.

The third, and final scent that swirled into his beak-like nose and tickled his throat hurt the most.

It was the smell of lilies.

He slammed the lid on the cauldron and hurried to his office... but not before the tear traced its way down his sunken, pale cheek and vanished in his greasy black hair.

Author's Note: Yes yes, Snape is overused. Hope you enjoyed. I've done... a couple others... four I think. Leave me a review of characters you want to see! I'm running out of ideas! Heehee! Anyways, REVIEW! Thank you(: