you and blaise had been paired in potions class for the day, tasked to make amortentia.

working with him was chaos; he was surprisingly particular with getting every part of the process accurate, but at the same time couldn't stay serious for a minute.

eventually, the two of you finally came up with the right concoction, and you each got a vial of the potion to smell.

as you brought it up to your nose, you took a deep breath. instantly, a familiar scent flushed your senses, and you stared at your potions partner with an expression close to horror.

blaise caught your gaze, stopping himself just as he was about to get a whiff of his own vial. "what? i know im handsome and all, but you're going to burn holes into my face."