Such is your heart (surrender to it)

Hermione's first thought was that something smelled amazing. It was a beguiling, almost divine scent, and it made her forget where she was. It invaded her nostrils and wrapped around her mind like a rogue wave would submerge a stumbling rock in the middle of the ocean. [series of Romione oneshots, featuring Amortentia, Crookshanks's pov, Rose, Hugo, Christmas, etc]