The door opened, and Hermione shifted her gaze to see Galvin walk into the room, smiling smugly. "Damn, calm your tits, woman," he said to Lexa. "Poor Draco could hear you screaming down the hall, where he was trying to rest."

Hermione shifted her gaze back to the window. The dark hooded figure was gone. "Hey, the thief was just right there—"

"Ah, no worries, Galvin," Draco walked into the room, dressed in white hospital gown. Hermione shifted her gaze toward Draco, immediately forgetting about the dark hooded figure at the window. Her heart raced as she heard Draco speak. "Pokey did a great job restoring me back to health." He met Hermione's eyes and gave her a wink, which sent excited shivers down her spine and a tingling sensation in her stomach. "But no worries, Granger. Pokey did not eliminate the Bedazzlebuds in my blood—yet. Galvin and I came here to discuss that with you, Granger, because we were actually considering it."

Hermione narrowed her eyes. "Really, Draco? You take me to your apartment to have sex with me after confessing that you always loved me, only to surprise me with Voldemort, who, by the way, nearly killed us both! And now you're wanting to remove the source in my blood that's causing me to reciprocate your love? What's going on here?"

Draco walked up to Hermione, holding his hands of in defense. "Hey, first of all, I had no idea that Voldemort was in my apartment. I was just as shocked as you were. Second, Galvin just told me about a huge health issue we have since we were struck by a weakened Avada Kedavra curse, and the cure for such a health issue will also cure us from Bedazzlebuds."

"A health issue," Hermione repeated testily, trying to hold back her urge to jump out of bed and onto his body, to finish what they had meant to start the other night.

Draco nodded. "We were about to be struck by Avada Kedavra, but because Forktongue purposely sneezed Venomucus on us, the curse became modified when it struck us. We ended up being struck with a very weakened version of Avada Kedavra."

Galvin chuckled smoothly. "And based on the lab tests we performed on you guys, the two of you are going to have very intense seizures as a result of the weakened Abra Kadabra curse."

"Avada Kedavra," corrected Hermione, glaring at Galvin.

"Whatevs," shrugged the spiky-haired young man. "The main point here is that each time you guys have those intense seizures, your life expectancy will decrease by 10 years. And based on the neurochemistry in your brains, you're going to have these seizures pretty frequently."

Draco nodded, keeping his gaze on Hermione. "So that's how a weakened version of Avada Kedavra will kill us," said Draco solemnly. "It will give us these seizures that will make our lifespan shorter and shorter each time we have them, until our lifespan is so short that we eventually just die after a good number of seizures."

Hermione reached out a hand and gently grabbed his arm. "It's okay…we can die together, love."

Galvin cracked up.

Lexa made a retching noise. "Hermione!"

Hermione instantly yanked her hand back, furious with herself. "Dammit, I did it again!"

Lexa hurried up to her. "It's alright. Draco was correct—there is a treatment plan that can actually cure you from both the weakened Avada Kedavra curse and Bedazzlebuds at the same time!"

Galvin sighed and rolled his eyes, looking annoyed. "Yeah, apparently, the only way to save yourselves from getting these life-shortening seizures is to start a ketogenic diet for one month. After one year on the ketogenic diet, you will be completely free of the weakened curse. But being on the ketogenic diet will also free you guys from Bedazzlebuds."

Hermione nodded slowly, remembering what M.B. had told her about the ketogenic diet when she was working with the Healer in her lab. "The ketogenic diet," said Hermione. "That diet only consists of fat and protein. No carbs."

Lexa nodded. "Without carbs, your body will be only breaking down fat. And when your body breaks down fat, it releases a bunch of ketone bodies in the bloodstream. It is theorized that those ketone bodies will to correct the neurological imbalances in the brain, preventing the seizures."

Galvin sighed. "Yeah, but as a side effect: those ketone bodies will also correct the neurological imbalances caused by Bedazzlebuds. Having lots of ketone bodies will also get rid of Bedazzlebuds altogether."

Draco winced. "What?! There's no way I'm going on some no-carb diet! Especially if it's going to keep me from seducing delicious women like Granger."

Hermione looked at the silver-eyed blonde. "Draco…it's the only way we can keep ourselves alive, otherwise we will slowly get seizures that will slowly kill us." She found herself involuntary reaching out for his wrist and pulling him closer. She never took his eyes off his beautiful face. "Besides…I think I would like to have ourselves learn to love each other without having to rely on some external source of Bedazzlebuds to force the love to be there. I want to teach myself to love you naturally. And if you truly love me the way you said you did last night, you would want our love to be genuine and natural as well, not due to some silly neurochemistry alteration from something like Bedazzlebuds."

Draco looked into her eyes, his expression hollow and unreadable. "I'm not sure, Granger…" his voice was very quiet. "A-are you sure you would be willing to keep our relationship alive when your brain is no longer on a romantic high?"

Hermione nodded. "Yes. Yes, I will. Once the Bedazzlebuds fade away and these flowers are no longer on my head, I will make sure to look at you with a new light."

Draco raised an eyebrow and gave her a half-playful, half-concerned smile. "How can I be sure you'll feel the same way? How can you be sure you'll feel the same way?"

Hermione smiled naughtily. She was definitely under the influence of her silver flowers now. But she let it take over her. This was all part of her plan. She turned to Galvin, ignoring Lexa's shocked, horrified, and open-mouthed expression.

"Hey Galvin," she called.

"Sup?" Galvin tilted his chin in her direction.

"Tell the Yapillons in your entire family to come with Draco and I back to his apartment," said Hermione. She turned back to Draco, who was looking at her with curiosity and eagerness. "I'm going to give us a night that neither of us are going to forget."

That evening, Hermione found herself bare naked, pressing a bare naked Draco against his bed. Draco gazed up at her with a sexy grimace on his face.

"Hermione, you naughty witch," he purred. "I didn't know you were that great in bed. You're even better than Astoria Greengrass."

Hermione returned his sexy grimace. "Hah. Well, we haven't even had half the fun yet." She looked over her shoulder and whistled. "Piper, Plutarco, Pokey, and Penny! Ya'll can come in now!"

The four Yapillons of the Barkson family fluttered into the room, wagging their tails as they hovered in midair. Hot-pink mist was coming out of their earholes and nostrils.

"Ooh," Draco raised his eyebrows. "Is that pink stuff their Amorabloom Pollen?"

Hermione nodded, grinning mischievously. "Damn right it is. That stuff enhances the euphoric high and sexual arousal we will feel. Having sex in a room reeking of Amorabloom Pollen will mean we will feel 100 times aroused and euphoric during the intercourse."

"Ah, I couldn't imagine feeling any more aroused and excited after that!" Draco laughed. "Bring it on!"

And pretty soon, they were continuing their activity in a room full of hot-pink mist.

So after that night, Hermione and Draco both started the ketogenic diet. For one month, they both consumed only foods that consisted of protein and fat. Each day, Hermione's flowers grew smaller, and Draco's eyes grew less silvery.

After one month, Hermione saw that her flowers were completely gone. She and Draco visited the Barkson hospital for a checkup in Milette Barkson's office, and Milette Barkson confirmed that the Bedazzlebuds were completely gone.

Hermione sighed. She turned to Draco. His eyes were back to their normal grey-blue, no longer shining silver.

Draco sighed as well. He was the first to speak. "So what do you feel Granger? Are you still attracted to me at all?"

"Honestly, I felt the attraction faltering this past month…" Hermione confessed. She turned to glance at Milette Barkson, who was watching them with her robotic, emotionless expression. She turned back to Draco.

Draco bit his lip. "So you don't genuinely love me in that way. There's no natural chemistry there, huh?"

Hermione's heart sank at his pessimistic tone. "Oh, Draco, I'm so sorry."

Draco turned his back on her. "Don't bother apologizing, Granger. I would never want to genuinely love a mudblood anyway." He slammed the door behind him.

Hermione felt her eyes water. Milette walked up to her and spoke in her emotionless tone. "If it helps, Miss Granger, our Yapillons will be driven to get you two back together."

Hermione looked up at the tall lady. "Huh? What do you mean?"

Milette adjusted her cat-eye glasses. "Once Yapillons release enough Amorabloom Pollen, it will have an effect on them as well. They will also feel extremely euphoric and aroused. That means they will feel the urge to instill the same context in which they felt that euphoria."

Hermione gasped. "You mean…your Yapillons are going to try and get me and Draco to have intense sex with each other in his room, with their Amorabloom Pollen steaming up the room. Because that also made them feel extremely euphoric, and they're going to want to feel it again and again."

Milette nodded. "It's like an addiction. Plutarco was telling me about it. He could not stop thinking about how wonderful he felt when he saw you two making love with all that Amorabloom filling up the room. He really wants to have that happen again, and the desire is so powerful, he is going to stop at nothing to force that situation to happen again."

Hermione's eyes went wild. "No…no, it can't be! I will not have sex with that bloody ferret again! I will never let myself fall in love with Draco Malfoy, even if my life depended on it!"