You decided to put on the pheromone perfume that you bought the other day since it smelled good and was addicting.   You walked towards Draco malfoy, your boyfriend and said, "I'm hanging out with my friends today; I'll be back." You gave him a kiss on the cheek, and you were about to walk out of the room when he suddenly grabbed your wrist.   "Why do you smell like that?" He asked, and sniffed your neck. "Why do you smell so damn good??" He buried his face on your neck, sniffing it.