keep her head upright. She felt absolutely exhausted and honestly, everything Professor Slughorn was saying was simply going right over her head. Even after she and Sirius finally went off to their separate rooms, the blonde still couldn't fall asleep and simply opted to lie on her side, her eyes focused on the crescent moon shining outside as the snores of her roommates and the purrs of Loki filled the empty air.

"Miss. Evans," Her name being called out finally snapped her back into reality.

With rose-tinted cheeks the sixteen year old glanced up at her teachers, trying to act as if she had been listening, "Y-Yes?"

"Can you tell me what this potion is?" Professor Slughorn questioned, gesturing to the small vial on his table.

Ivy's eyes glanced at the small bottle, the liquid inside was a pale pink with a pearly sheen to it. A potion she had never actually seen in real life but knew from books, "Amortentia, Sir. It's the most powerful love potion in the world," She said confidently, sharing a small smirk with Jasper at the surprised look on their professor's face (sometimes it really did pay off having Lily Evans as an older sister).

"Very good, Miss. Evans," Professor Slughorn nodded, "Now, why don't you come on up and tell me what you smell."

The smirk instantly fell from her lips. Ivy glanced at Jasper with wide eyes before turning her head slightly further to the side and catching Donna's gaze. The last thing she wanted to do was to smell a love potion in front of the entire class (not to mention, in front of Regulus Black). Professor Slughorn called her name out once more, telling her to come up to the front as quick as she could.

With a sigh, the blonde finally left her seat. She could feel every single of her classmate's stares on the back of her as she trudged up to the professor's desk. He moved out of the way, letting the student stand right besides the potion.

Ivy leaned her head down ever so slightly, a comforting smell wafted from the vial of Amorentia, one that warmed up her insides and made her heart flutter. One that she craved to smell more often. One that she couldn't exactly link to a person though.

"Peppermint," She muttered, surprising even herself that she actually began to list off the smells, "Cologne, broomstick cleaner and...pine cones."

The blonde snapped herself out of her little daze. Her face felt like it was on fire and when she looked up, her eyes subconsciously connected with a pair of blue ones. Ones that almost instantly helped her link up the smell to a person.

Letting out a shaky breath she muttered under her breath, "Well, shit."