"What do you mean, you won't remove these?!" Hermione screamed.

Galvin Barkson faced her from behind his desk, leaning back in his chair with Pokey, his Yapillon, sitting in his lap. The 21-year-old man had spiky, orange hair, and a smug smile on his face. "Sorry, Hermie. Like Draco told you yesterday, I had him do that to you to pay you back for bringing me outta my world and into yours. Oh, and also payback for telling my sister's Yapillon to bite Draco. The poor guy had flowers growing outta his liver after that."

Hermione leaned forward, glaring at him, ignoring how stupid she must look with three silver flowers sticking out of her forehead while she spoke. "Wow. You're just as bad as Malfoy. Maybe even worse, since you're actually refusing to help a patient in need here."

Pokey let out a series of yaps and growls.

Galvin snickered. "Pokey says you're technically not a patient since you aren't really sick."

"These flowers on my head are making me crave Draco like I'm some lovesick puppy!" Hermione snapped. "I'm sicker than I've ever been before!" She tried to block out the image of herself kissing Draco madly on that grassy meadow, with cute little Yapillons circling above them.

"Haha!" Galvin laughed. He leaned forward and placed his hand on hers. He gave a seductive sideways smile. "Well I have a treatment plan for you, honey," he spoke in a smooth voice. "Go and make out with Draco, and release the lovesick tension that's flowing in your veins!"

Hermione yanked her hand out of his grip and stood up instantly. "Urgh! You're no help at all!"

She whirled around and stomped out the door of his office, cursing under her breath as Galvin and Pokey continued laughing at her.

She slammed the door behind her, bumping a tall, thin girl who was also carrying a Yapillon.

"Oops…sorry, Lexa," said Hermione. She faced the girl. Lexa Barkson had the same orange hair as her brother, except hers was wavy and hanging past her shoulders. The 16-year-old character from M.B.'s book had her typical, wide-eyed, anxious look on her face.

"I-it's okay, Ms. Granger," she stuttered. "I-is my brother g-g-giving you a hard t-time?"

Hermione huffed. "He won't remove these flowers from my forehead. Do you mind?"

Lexa blinked a couple times. She exchanged glances with her Yapillon. The little dog barked a couple times, and then Lexa shuddered. She spoke without making eye contact with Hermione. "Oof. O-okay. Um….Penny says she knows how to remove those flowers on your head. B-b-but it's going to be an expensive treatment."

Hermione nodded. "It's fine. Anything to stop me from falling in love with…with him."

Later that afternoon, Hermione walked out of her hospital room with Lexa and Penny the Yapillon by her side. The flowers were no longer present on her forehead.

She turned to Lexa and smiled. "Thank you so much, Dr. Barkson."

Penny barked a few times before Lexa could respond. The side of Lexa's lip twitched, and then she gave a nervous smile. "Hah. Penny says you should just call me, my brother, and my parents by our first names. Since all of us are 'Dr. Barkson.'"

Hermione chuckled. "Will do."

"Also! Sorry for looking like a nervous wreck during your treatment," Lexa said. "I get soooo worried my Yapillon is going to fail whenever I see another patient."

Hermione laughed. "Lexa! Penny has healed every single Pureblood that has seen you guys! I don't think any patient that sees you should be worried about you failing them."

"I'll never be as good as my brother," Lexa looked at the floor, eyes wide and scared again. "Galvin doesn't even train Pokey, and they still heal Purebloods so well. Penny and I have to rigorously study and train to keep her healing powers strong enough. But Galvin doesn't even train Pokey. They are always out partying with you wizards, and yet, Pokey still manages to keep his powers stronger than ever, successfully healing many Purebloods. I can't do that."

Penny whimpered in agreement.

Hermione huffed. "Hey, well your hard work pays off, and that's what matters most."

"HAH! Your hard work ain't gonna pay off this time!"

Hermione turned at the sound of a drawling voice. Behind her, Draco and Galvin were walking down the hospital hall, with Pokey fluttering beside Galvin's shoulder. They were making their way up to the two girls. Both Draco and Galvin were smirking.

"Ugh," Hermione narrowed her eyes. She was thankful that the flowers were no longer on her forehead, otherwise, she would have thrown herself at Draco.

Galvin was the first to speak. "Lexa!" He stuck his chin at his sister. "Your pup may not have failed, but she sure wasted a lot of energy healing Hermie here." He playfully pinched Hermione's hip.

Hermione smacked his forearm. "Don't you dare touch me. What do you mean, she wasted her healing energy on me?"

A beam of silver light struck her forehead again and she jumped back. She turned to see Draco grinning, his silver eyes glowing. "Take that, Granger."

Hermione touched her forehead and felt flowers on her head again. "You foul ferret…" she spoke through gritted teeth.

Galvin laughed and hit Draco on the back. "Nice shot, man! Now she has five flowers instead of three! She's totally gonna want you know."

"No she's not!" Lexa screamed, a little too loudly, making Hermione flinch. The girl had such a high-pitched voice. "Penny and I can heal her again!"

Pokey fluttered forward and yapped, releasing an orange mist that instantly got sucked into the silver flowers on Hermione's forehead.

Galvin grinned. "There ya go. Pokey just gave you Amorabloom. It's a chemical that will keep love-inducing flowers permanently alive and unaffected by any superpower."

"You're a liar!" Yelled Hermione. "M.B. wrote in her story that anything inflicted by Yapillons can be cured by Yapillons!"

Draco laughed. "Yeah, but only Pokey can summon Amorabloom, so only he has the ability to reverse the lovespell effect now. Penny can't help you, and neither can any of the Yapillons of their parents."

Lexa let out a cry and hugged Hermione tightly. "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Hermione! I'm sorry I can't help you!"

Draco winked at Hermione, who was already beginning to feel sexually aroused at the sight of the white-blond, silver-eyed pureblood. "We're gonna be over at Blaise's tonight for a party. Catch me if you can."

Hermione watched as Draco, Galvin, and Pokey exited the doors to their right, and met up with Blaise, Pansy, and a noisy crowd of young purebloods. She was furious. But at the same time, she was oh so turned on. "Lexa…" her voice was distant. "Y-you've got to help me. We have to get Pokey and force him to take this effect off of me."

Lexa was clenching her teeth and biting her nails so rapidly that she was drawing blood at her fingertips. "Urgh, I hate my brother so much." She grabbed Hermione's shoulder and dug her fingers into them. "Don't worry, Hermione. I'll totally help you."

Hermione would have flinched from Lexa's angry grip, but she felt so transfixed. She couldn't take her eyes off of Draco. She watched him laugh and joke around as Blaise, Pansy, and the other purebloods surrounded him, complimenting his silver eyes and petting Pokey, who hovered between Draco and Galvin. Hermione longed to join them, just to be closer to Draco, just to look into those stunning, silver eyes. Eventually, her rage was completely replaced by an intense desire for intimacy.