Before I start I do need to say that I do not own Anything but Karina, Ambrosia, and the Lynch family. I also own a couple of the random classmates. Everything else is property of J. and that brilliant mind of hers!

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August 1st, 1988

I was so excited when I received my letter. I didn't show any signs of magic up until recently. My parents thought I was going to be a squib.

"Congrats Addy! You're finally going to be joining Matthew and I at Hogwarts. Let's hope you'll get put into Slytherin." My sister, Emelie, said, "Though knowing how sweet you are you might end up in a different house."

I gave my sister a fearful look, frightened at the fact that I would end up in a different house than my family. I knew that all pureblood children besides the Weasley family ended up in Slytherin, I don't think I could handle being in anything other than the family house.

Matthew fluffed my curly hair, telling me that Emelie was only messing with me. Matthew was going into his third year while Emelie was going into her fifth year. I was going to be a first year and in three years my younger sister was going to be attending the school too.

"Well let's go get your school supplies. Off to Diagon Alley we go." My mother spoke, taking my hand and leading us to the floo powder.

October 9th, 1991

I walked through the halls towards the dungeon to Potions. I grinned as I passed kids from my year and older. My little sister walked down the hall from the dungeons with a little blonde boy, a Malfoy if I am correct. I smiled at her as I passed, she ducked her head and blushed.

I took my seat next to a Slytherin girl from Beauxbatons. Her name was Karina, she was a girl from my dorm room. She just got here about a week ago and was sorted on her first day during breakfast.

"Hello." She said as I sat down, her voice barely a whisper.

"Hello, you must be Karina. It's great to have a new face in Slytherin." I laughed, shaking her hand.

That was all we had time for, before Professor Snape walked in. His robes billowing behind him like a darkness following a dementor. The entire class went silent and immediately did as they were told. We began to create the Amortentia potions as instructed. I threw my hair into a messy bun at the nape of my neck, pushed up my sleeves and began working.

When I was finished Professor Snape asked me what it smelt like to me, I was shocked. He explained that the potion smells different to every person. I took a large whiff and my words got caught in my throat.

"Ms. Lynch, answer me." Professor Snape said, in that usual monotone voice he used if he wasn't yelling at one of us.

"It-It smells like Pumpkin sir, pumpkin and an array of herbs. Along with the smell of lemon and fire." I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

His eyes went wide for a second then cleared his throat. He nodded and walked off to a table of Gryffindor's who he harassed about the smell of their potion. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.

"Does the potion really smell like Professor Snape to you?" Karina whispered in my ear.

I didn't know how to reply, I just stared at Professor Snape, knowing he could tell who it smelt like to me.

March 22nd, 1993

"Oliver!" I laughed as I held onto his waist, letting him fly us above the school.

I couldn't believe I had been with Oliver for a year but he was leaving at the end of term. It is his last year and I couldn't believe it. It felt like forever since we got together. All of my firsts were with him, first kiss, first...ummm...sexual experience, first everything.

When we landed he placed a light kiss on my lips. I laughed and pushed him away, fearing a Professor seeing us. I glanced over at the school to see Professor Snape storming away from one of the windows. I couldn't believe it. I had tried my best to keep my relationship with Oliver from him, there was something different between us since my fourth year. He was a bit nicer to me since the Amortentia potion incident. Karina teased me about it often but since I got with Oliver she hadn't really spoken about it. I knew it was taboo for a Slytherin to date a Gryffindor but I wasn't like most Slytherins.

Oliver grabbed my hand and we walked back into the school. We joked as we walked towards the great hall for lunch. I laid my hand on his arm, watching as girls glared at me when we walked past.

"Only a couple more months and I will be part of the Puddlemere quidditch team." Oliver said with a laugh.

"Then I'll never see you." I sighed, crossing an arm around my middle.

"I'll try and visit as much as I can. You know that." He replied, stopping us right before the great hall.

"My parents would never allow it. That don't believe I should be with someone outside of Slytherin, let alone someone my parents consider a Muggle sympathizer." I spoke, my voice quivering as I tried to talk.

"Don't cry Adora, you know how much I hate it when you cry. Especially this year." He laughed, trying to lighten the mood.

"It's always about you Oliver!" I said, going from sadness to anger, "You are going on to greater things while I am here for another year! You never ask me how I feel Oliver! You just immediately assume that I will follow you around like a lost owl!"

Olive seemed taken aback by my anger but it was a long time coming. I knew it wasn't going to work out, not with the feelings I harbored for Professor Snape.

"What are you trying to say Adora!" Oliver yelled back, feeding off of my anger.

"We are done Wood! I am tired of being treated like a little house wife instead of your girlfriend! Not everyone wants to follow you around like those little 4th year Gryffindor groupies! I'm done!" I shouted out before running towards the dungeons.

I ran into the Potions room, grabbing a book and flipping open to the assignment due Monday. It was something I always did, I brewed potions when I was upset. Whether for practice or for an assignment I had coming up.

I grabbed my supplies and started heating my cauldron. I couldn't help the tears that blurred my vision. I set my hands on the table, tears dripping into my potions book.

"Ms. Lynch? What are you doing in here? Shouldn't you and Mr. Wood be in the great hall for lunch?" I heard Professor Snape ask.

I shook my head, wiping my eyes free of tears so I could continue my potion. I added the wormwood I needed and stirred it counterclockwise.

Professor Snape let me continue the potion I was making, not asking another question. I glanced up to see him grading first year essays at his desk at the front of the classroom. We both worked in silence, not another word spoken to each other.