Summary: We all remember Hermione telling us how amortentia smells to her in HBP, but what if she realised that those smells belonged to someone she knew?
'and it's supposed to smell differently to each of us, according to what attracts us, and I can smell freshly mown grass and new parchment and-'
Hermione's accidental admission was forgot moments after it has spilled from her lips, even by herself. But months later the memory was suddenly conjured as she walked quickly down a corridor towards her next class and caught sight of a familiar face she was surprised to see.
"Professor Lupin", she exclaimed from across the corridor "what are you doing here?"
He flashed her that same weary smile he always bore and simply answered, "just here to see Professor Dumbledore". Hermione was about to nod in response, wish him a good day and continue on to her class but suddenly a strong, familiar scent washed over her and left her immobilised, mouth slightly ajar. Freshly mown grass and new parchment...
She was pulled from her reverie by a gentle voice sounding mildly concerned, "Hermione, are you okay?"
She blinked, eyes darting to the floor as she prayed that she hadn't blushed. "Yes sir, just realised I'm late for class. Good day." and she hurried away with a rather confused Remus watching after her.
A/N Hey guys, I know I haven't written anything for a long time, just got some inspiration for this and thought I'd write a cute little one-shot.