your robes had been burned due to something going wrong during potions, and your brother agreed to let you borrow his for the rest of the day since it was his last class. not realizing the robes smelt exactly like him.

not paying much attention to it, you went on about your day. but throughout the day you noticed your brothers cologne scent on it— an idea striking through your mind. it was a stupid idea, an idea that could probably get both you and your brother killed.

but you only live once, might as well have a little fun before you die— today. you made your way out to the courtyard where you knew your boyfriend, tom. would be. and just like you thought, there he was resting under a tree writing away in his diary, lost in it.

making your way over, you purposefully sat as close as you could so he could smell the cologne on you. and seeing how his fists were clenched you could tell he smelt it, his glare darting to you and grabbing your brothers robes roughly.

“who’s cologne is that.” he scowled in anger, clearly not caring you were his partner— ready to tear you apart any moment.