A/N: yup, a Hogwarts AU, the Potterhead that I am.
Words: 542 (whelp this was supposed to be a very short one…)
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“So tell me,” Professor Mustang showed a potion with a mother-of-pearl sheen to his class, “do you know what this potion is?”
“Oh, I know,” Winry exclaimed happily. “It’s amortentia, the most powerful love potion in existence!”
“Why would you know that?” Ed whispered to her, raising his eyebrow in suspicion. Winry was good at a lot of things, but potions wasn’t her favorite subject, so it was rare she answered to Mustang’s questions.
“My… granny has told me about it. Apparently she used to slip a couple of drops of it into her dates’ drinks when she was young.”
“I’m not surprised! That old witch…”
“Hey! You should be grateful for what she’s done to you and Al…”
“I am, I am. She could still be nicer to me.”
Winry was about to retort back when Professor Mustang stopped right in front of the two teenagers and asked:
“So, you two lovebirds…” (”Don’t say that!” Ed almost yelled) “… Since you are clearly all about Amortentia, could you tell me what specific trait this potion has, besides of course making you infatuated?”
.”It…” Winry answered shyly, “Its smell depends on the person smelling it… It reminds you of things you find attractive.”
“Correct! 5 points to Ravenclaw!” Professor Mustang said and turned to talk to the class, letting them sniff the potion. When he wasn’t paying attention, Ed asked Winry, curiously, even though he tried to be nonchalant:
“So… what does Amortentia smell to you?”
“Umm…” Winry blushed slightly. “Oil and grease and metal… You know I’ve loved playing with muggle inventions ever since I was a child… but also, grass and… I don’t know, something I’ve smelled at home…”
“You’re such a gearhead,” Ed teased. Winry punched him lightly on the arm and demanded:
“I told you mine, you tell me yours now. Don’t you always say ‘equivalent exchange’?”
Even Ed couldn’t argue with that, since it indeed was the principle he believed in, so he answered:
“I smell…” his eyes widened as he realized the smells were surprisingly similar to Winry’s. “metal, like my automail… grass… new books… uh… something like shampoo?”
“Really? What kind of shampoo?” Winry tried to act uninterested but didn’t succeed very well. Luckily for her, Ed was so deep in his thoughts he didn’t notice.
“I don’t know! I guess… Maybe something back in Resembool?”
Winry snorted. Why had she even asked that? She bet the shampoo Ed had smelled was the one he had once bought from muggles’ shop, claiming it smelled so much better than any of the flowery stuff she used.
Her smile left her face as she leaned closer to Ed to see his notes, and her nose was filled with Ed’s scent.
She smelled the shampoo she had just thought about. The scent was the very same one as in her Amortentia.
At the same time, Ed got a whiff of Winry’s hair, reminding him of the flowers at the Resembool garden. His eyes widened as he recognized it as the same scent he had just smelled in the Amortentia.
The duo stared at each other awkwardly for a long while, then moved their chairs as far from each other as possible, trying to convince themselves that what had just happened was just some weird trick caused by the love potion.
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