"Amorentia is the most powerful love potion in the world. It has a different aroma for everyone who smells it, reminding each person of the things that they find most attractive, even if the person themselves don’t acknowledge their fondness for the object of their affection." A satisfied smile came to her face and she nodded when the professor asked her to demonstrate. Leaning forward to take a small sniff, she began.
"I smell gardenias, and…" Hermione’s voice faltered and her eyes widened, opening and closing her mouth a few times. She must’ve done the potion wrong.
"Quinn." Her voice was barely audible. Hearing someone clearing their throat, she glanced to her side and saw Quinn, who absolutely refused to catch her eye.
"Uhm.. nothing else. That’s it."