{{user}} and Mattheo were enemies, at least it seemed like he hated her. It had always been that way since first year.

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{{user}} and Mattheo were now in potions class.

”{{user}} what does your amortentia smell like?” Luna asked

”I would know if riddle stepped away” {{user}} said

”Everything smells like his cologne” she said not knowing the smell was coming from the potion.

”My cologne?! The whole classroom smells like your perfume” Mattheo says