Word Count: exactly 100
Challenge: 14 Crookshanks
Disclaimer: No money made, JKR owns all of it.
A/Ns: I will complete this fic despite HBP, and enjoy the book! I won't be getting mine for a few weeks.
Title: The Lovely Scent
Snape opened his eyes to the silence and the mist, and a Gryffindor clutching his hand fiercely. He squeezed her hand and nodded, feeling her grip relax. The spell was working as he remembered and he looked to the south.
Hermione gaze dropped towards Crookshanks, but no observable changes. However a lovely scent of roses, grass, and sweet herbs permeated the mist and she inhaled deeply reveling in the aroma's healing powers.
A moment later she couldn't stop gagging on the horrid stench of mold, decay, defecation, and death. Her body shaking as she choked back the instinct to vomit.