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Dedication: to my beautiful girlfriend, who's smell drives me mad.


How can a smell be so erotic? She doesn't know how her hair makes me want to kiss her, her eyes to touch her, but her smell makes me want to fuck her. I hug her goodbye, and the smell hits me like a battering ram, and all the way back to my dorm, I'm trying to stop touching myself. If I am near her, that smell drives me mad, it gets stuck in my head and makes my heart twist up inside me, until it's all I can do to not run out of the lesson, find her, and snog her senseless. It is agony. I get a faint trace of it, and I am immediately tense, looking for her. If I smell it, I immediately get aroused. It's no surprise to me I'm gay, but why do I have to fall in love with HER. One of my best friends, someone I'm around all the time, who I have to pretend is just a good friend. Here she comes now.

"hey Ginny!"

"hey Hermione"

she looks troubled, I wonder why.

"Hermione…"

she steps up and hugs me, and I drift into the usual spiral of my senses. Her silky hair, her SMELL. She steps back, and I have to stop myself grabbing her again. Then she's kissing me, and I dissolve into a world I've never been to before, where all that exists is Ginny, and her smell, which doesn't hurt anymore.


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