Fred Weasley x Reader- Love potions

You strolled down the halls of Hogwarts school towards the Gryffindor commonroom. Stating the password for the portrait, you cheerfully climbed in and prepared to load your stuff on the nearest table.

But you froze as the one and only Fred and George Weasley caught your eye.

"Hullo, (Name), how's it going?" George grinned at you. You shrugged and returned his grin. You took cautious steps towards them, because they were doing some strange experiment-They continuously tell you they're 'preparing for the future'.

"So...what're you doing now?" You sat down beside them, and gazed into the strange liquid they were mixing.

"Oh, just a love potion. Mind sharing what it smells like to us, (Name)?" Fred motioned to the so called love potion, and you slowly, carefully, bent your head to it to take a small whif.

"Oh, it smells just like (Insert something you really love.**It can't be Fred or George, you silly billies! (- u o ))!" You exclaimed, just remembering how much it brought happiness to you.

They grinned, and congradulated each other. You, of course, payed attention in Snape's class-although day dreaming every now and then- had noticed indeed, they succeeded in making a love potion, as long as it smells just like whatever the beholder loves most.

"So, what does it smell like to you guys?" You turned your attention back to the twins. George clapped his hands together and laughed triumphantly.

"Why, it smells just like the best prank we've pulled yet! I suppose I'll tell you the story, just in case you've missed it-Or perhaps you just thought that all our pranks were brilliant, huh?" He blabbered on and on about how this blew up, then that sent this off, and then something happened...You shook your head and smiled at him.

"Sorry to interrupt you George, but I have to get to bed. You guys can stay up all you want, though." You waved them off, and started heading back to the girls dormitory.

By the time you had completely and fully exited not only the room, but earshot of the twins, George asked Fred what he had smelled.

"I smelled her. I smelled (Name)." His brother didn't question his act of uncharacter, but cheered him on to ask you out to Hogsmeade.