Hermione linked arms with Theo, their fairies led them to Slughorn's left while Harry sat across from her on his right. Theo pulled out her chair and she gratefully turned to thank him politely before taking her seat. Theo took his seat closest to Slughorn who shook his hand enthusiastically, smiling at them both in earnest. Her skin prickled, goosebumps formed across her arms and down her thighs, she tensed in her chair as the most wonderful smell she thought she could ever imagine crossed her path. It was sweet like midnight, warm like freshly brewed peppermint tea, cut grass and green apples. She moaned quietly and closed her eyes.