I like suspicious/jealous Hermione. It makes her human and shows that even though she is very mature for her age she is still a teenage girl and she has feelings just like the rest of them

I don't own Harry Potter. And I think if I smelled love potion I would smell baby lotion, rock candy, and whatever Rupert Grint smells like. I bet he smells like Axe and ice cream.

Chapter 25: Amortentia

Hermione's POV

First day of potions couldn't have gotten more weird.

First off Professor Snape is no longer the Potions Master. Which I would be happy about had he not end up the new DADA teacher. Ron says that maybe it's a good thing seeing as the DADA teachers never make it past a year so hopefully he may end up sacked.

We now have Professor Slughorn. He used to teach Potions a long time ago. He seems very nice but like all Slytherins (he used to be their HOH before he retired) he is ambitious and likes to keep company around him that will help him gain some sort of status. He had already taken a liking to Harry and it seems like he has also set his sights on me and Ginny as well.

The first part of the lesson consisted of identifying 4 potions. I had already identified 2 of them ("20 points to Gryffindor) and was well on identifying the 3rd when something came over me.

"This one here is called Amortentia. It's the most powerful love potion in the world. It's smells different to an individual based on what the person is attracted to. For example, I smell ( I breathe the fumes in deep) freshly mown grass, parchment, spearmint toothpaste, and..."

I cut myself off before I completely embarrass myself. Ron's hair. Why did I smell Ron's hair? I mean Ron's hair always smell divine but why did I smell it when I breathed in the potion?

I back away slowly and try to fade into the rest of the students. I felt dizzy and confused and...aroused?

And to make matters worse he is standing right beside me. Merlin, he smells good. All earthy and soapy and just...just...all Ron.

Okay wait. Why is Lavender staring at Ron like he's a piece of meat?

"Your assignment today is to brew a potion called Draught of Living Death. Whoever makes the potion as accurate as they can will receive this vial of Felix Felicis." announced Professor Slughorn pulling me out of my thoughts.

Time to do what I do best and worry about Lavender later. I hope she doesn't think she fancies Ron.

I would hate to rip her pretty blonde hair out of her head.

Ginny's POV

I hate being a 5th year.

It's only been a week and I feel like I have done more homework in a week than the amount of homework I did in a month last year.

I understand that O.W.L's are important (as Hermione has drove into my brain multiple times) but really we take them in Spring is all of this necessary?

And then there is this Draco thing.

We shared some letters over the summer and I have learned a lot about him. I'm still not trusting him and he understands but I do sense a change in him. He seems down sometimes like he has a lot on his mind. He is acting suspicious and while usually I wouldn't care now I feel like I should know. Especially since he apparently wants to be friends.

I decided to test a theory. Since he says that he doesn't care what his friends think of him talking to me, he won't care if I just walk over to the Slytherin table and talk to him right?

This should be fun.

At lunch I come into the great hall. Instead of sitting with Hermione and Ron as I usually do I walk right past them and walk over to where Draco is sitting at the Slytherin table.

Every Slytherin and Gryffindor's eyes are on me. Draco hadn't realized I was standing there. He was staring at his food pushing it around like he was bored with it.

"Ahem." I cough to get his attention. He looked up at me wide eyed for a few seconds. Then he smiled.

"Ah Princess. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"

He's such a smartass and I hate that I like it. Crabbe and Goyle are sitting on either side of him and Pansy is sitting across from him and all of their eyes are locked onto me as if I am a target.

"I have decided to grace you with my presence by sitting with you. You're welcome. Scoot over".

He immediately pushes Crabbe (or Goyle, I don't really know which one is which) over and makes room for me to sit beside him. I'm actually very shocked. I had prepared myself for him to say something nasty and insulting and push me away.

I guess summer wasn't a lie.

I sit down and the table goes silent. Pansy's eyes are now locked on Draco, as he is now facing me and smiling a smile that she has never been able to get him to do.

Ha ha bitch.

"What made you come sit with me? You hadn't said anything but a weak ass hello since we got here"

"My hellos aren't weak. You should be happy I give them to you"

He laughed loudly at that. His friends look so stupid right now.

"You're right. I look forward to your hellos. I can't live my life without you saying hello to me."

"You're a fucking prat Malfoy."

" And you're gorgeous Weasley"

Pansy drops her fork. Crabbe and Goyle drop their jaws. Blaise Zabini gives Draco a knowing look.

And I find myself slightly blushing

"Flattery will get you everywhere Draco. What do you say we blow this table?"

Oh I am so good. He won't leave his friends.

"Sure. Where to?"

Wait, what?

"Umm...maybe the Quidditch pitch?"

"Lead the way Princess"

We get up from the table and head towards the door. As we are walking Ron grabs my arm and yanks me down to his mouth.

"What the fuck are you doing Ginny?!" he whispered/yelled in my ear.

"Honestly brother I have no idea" I whispered back.

And with that we head out the door.