Requested, prompt nr.37 with Newt (And what are you, a love expert?) I really hope it’ll be good, I’m not feeling the best so please be patient with me…I’m typing this with one hand lol… anyways-this story is set while Newt and the reader are still at school.
Clutching a rather heavy set of books you hurried down the
corridor to get to your potions classroom in time. Potions were one of your
least favorite subject so you wanted the class to end as soon as possible.
And your potions partner wasn’t helping at all. Newt Scamander
had been paired up with you during every lesson and it made you hate potions
even more. He was so… annoyingly charming, you’d put it that way. The way his
hair was falling over his eyes, a light blush on his cheeks and an awkward but
stunning smile could make you swoon anytime. You didn’t particularly like the
feeling he was giving you, it was confusing you and making you feel vulnerable.
Any attempt at conversation with Newt ended up in a mess, you’d get flustered
but never wanted to show it so you rather chose to act as if you disliked him. It
was easier that way.
This time he tried to strike
up a conversation again, obviously without learning anything from the previous
mistakes and awkwardness that would always settle around the two of you.
„So I’ve heard that we’ll be
making amortentia today.“ He stated, looking everywhere but your eyes. You gulped,
almost feeling your cheeks getting redder.
„Whatever. I hate this class
„You should consider giving
it a try. Amortentia is, in my humble
opinion, one of the most interesting potions we’ll be making during classes.“ He
continued, this time not bothering by your lack of interest in talking to him. It
surprised you a bit.
„Alright then, what does it do?“
you asked in a dull tone, but on the inside you wanted to carry on talking to
Newt. You only didn’t want to get embarrased.
„It’s the strongest love
potion in the world! Apparently, it smells differently to each person who
smells it. And when you do, you feel the smell of, well, your… soulmate. Something
that reminds you of them.“ Newt finished catching your eyes for a second before
looking down again.
„And what are you, a love
expert?“ You scoffed. Everything that he said sounded like complete nosense. How
could anyone believe in such a thing? Smelling your soulmate? Yeah, right.
„But really, it’s true-„
„Miss (Y/L/N), your turn. Come
here and tell us what can you smell.“ The professor called on you which made
the both of you shut up. You dragged your feet across the floor towards a big
cauldron in the middle of the classroom. You fought the urge to roll your eyes
and tried to focus on the potion under your nose.
Strangely, it did have a
specific scent indeed. You were now intrigued as you took a deep breath and
collected your thoughts. It smelled like…
Like leather. And forest. And…
your eyes widened. It smelled like Newt’s cologne. You shot him a shocked look
and he seemed to understand what you were thinking as his lips curled into a