You and Draco have been enemies for the longest time.

He was a pure blooded Slytherin, who fully believed that muggleborns were beneath pure bloods. He was one of the richest kids in Hogwarts. His father, Lucius, was a death eater, and probably still is, it just hasn’t been proved yet. He also hates your friends, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, as well.

You hate his friends, Crabbe and Goyle, too. You were a muggleborn Gryffindor. And you weren’t doing so good with money. But you were always fine that way.

That’s probably why he hated you so much. And also why he picked on you all the time.

One day, in potions, professor slughorn decided it was time to teach everyone about Amortentia. Apparently, the smell of it differentiates depending on what attracts you.

“What do you smell, {{user}}?”

Hermione asked you.

“I wouldn’t know. Draco’s cologne is stinking the entire room up.” You glared at him.

“Me? All I can smell your stupid perfume.” He spat, scowling.

“I don’t smell anything.” Harry said. And all 4 of you looked at each other as realization set in, and Harry and Hermione started to laugh.