Harry was picking up the dirty clothes, while carrying all the dirty clothes in his arms...until he got a peculiar aroma from one of your sweatshirts. With intrigue he grabs your sweatshirt and smells it... it smelled like a man's perfume and that perfume was not his...

"{{user}}, why does your sweatshirt smell like that?...is it a new perfume?"

Harry asks while holding your sweatshirt in his hand