This story disregards the Cursed Child, but it is also inspired by a quote from it.

Rose Granger-Weasley walked into the Potions classroom, and noticed that it was filled with a warm pleasant smell she couldn't quite place. She sat down next to her friends, Albus and Scorpius, and examined the potion in front of them. When she got a closer look she recognized it. Amortentia.

"Can anybody tell me what this is, and what it does?" Professor McKay asked.

"It's Amortentia, Ma'am. The most Powerful love potion in existence. It creates obsession though, not love. It is said to smell different to everybody, based on what attracts them." Rose answered

"Very good. May I ask what you smell?"

"I smell family reunions, old books and... I'm not sure what this last smell is."

"You can't smell family reunions." Scorpius blurted

"Well you've never been to a Weasley family one. There is a very distinctive smell, a mix of food, way too many people and summer." Rose retorted

"Anyone who is comfortable with sharing what they smell please do" The professor said. Scorp's hand shot up.

He took a deep whiff of it and said "I smell hot cocoa, and..." He went red "Flowers and fresh bread"

Something tickled the back of her mind, and she remembered something.

"Hello Rose! What do you smell of?" He had asked

"What do I smell of?"

"No, I meant it as a nice thing, you smell like a mixture of fresh flowers and fresh — bread" He replied awkwardly.

Does that mean...? No, It couldn't be..." She thought. She carried this thought with her all day, until dinner.

"Rose, you seem kinda out of it. You okay?" Scorp asked concerned, plopping down next to her.

Then she smelled it. That smell she couldn't identify. It was a little musky, with hints of citrus and unscented deodorant. Rose sniffed around, trying to trace it. Her nose landed on Scorpius.

"What? Do I smell bad?" He said, sniffing his armpit.

"No, you smell... Really nice." She said, and looked into his eyes.Well I love him, and he loves me, so there is nothing to lose. She kissed him. Right on his sweet lips. And he kissed back.

"What prompted that?" He grinned

"Amortentia" She said simply