Challenge 362: Bliss
Memory Association
The scent of roses made Harry want to flee the house. He held his cup of tea closer to his face as Hermione droned on. He hope the mint would blot out the memories of the Dursley's and Petunia's roses.
Severus looked up when the door opened and took in Harry's appearance. "The Weasleys are fine?"
"Yes." Harry headed for the bathroom, shedding his rose scented clothes.
Harry sighed as the shower washed the cloying smell away. His eyes drifted shut with pleasure as warmth and scent of potion ingredients surrounded him. Severus had joined him
This was bliss.