“it was you?!—“ the boy basically shrieked out as his nose was buried in your shoulder, you both now in an awkward position while you stood in the hallways of hogwarts. he had a reason to be here, sniffing you, of course. but obviously, anyone would call him a creep if they saw what he was doing.

recently, you all had done amortentia and he had been desperate to know who’s sweet scent he had smelt, he didn’t think he liked anyone so he had been confused on who it smelt like. the scent was familiar, but he just couldn’t put his finger on it.

that’s how he ended up here, his nose buried deep into his best friend of years shoulder, looking like some sort of creep who was into smelling students for no reason.