Hermione walked into the noisy building of Three Broomsticks Inn. It was only noon, but she had to get herself something to stimulate the reward centers of her brain. The idea of never being able to fall in love or feel any romantic feelings for anyone had made her feel intensely unnerved. She had discussed her issue with M.B. in lab this morning, hoping she would offer some insight about how to address this problem since M.B. herself was the writer who thought up every little detail about the Yapillons and their healing powers. And M.B. recommended that Hermione visit the Barksons since she had designed them to have the ability to comprehend the scientific details of their pets' healing powers.

Of course, Hermione was not going to risk having the Yapillons drag her to Draco and elicit their powerful Amorabloom Pollen over them. So she decided to take her mind off the issue for a bit. Hopefully some alcohol would help her stop thinking about her current "health issue" so that she could focus on her experiments in lab.

She made her way up to the bartender, but stopped in her tracks when she heard a familiar voice call out her name.

"Hermione!"

She turned to see Ginny sitting at a table with an unopened bottle of wine.

"Ginny, hey," said Hermione, managing to crack a smile. She took a seat in front of her best friend. "I feel like it's been ages since we last saw each other. After you and Harry got married and went on your honeymoon, you pretty much disappeared!"

Ginny grinned. "Yep. I would lie, Harry and I have been busy. In sooo many ways." She winked at Hermione and popped the bottle open.

As she poured the bottle into two glasses for both of them, Hermione chuckled. "Well, I'm happy for you. I cannot say the same about myself and Ron."

Ginny gasped. "Ooh, right. Harry has been telling me about everything you've been going through with Malfoy and the Bedazzlebuds." She nodded at her bare forehead. "I see that your ketogenic diet worked well?"

Hermione sighed. "Yes. But I warn you, Ginny. Do NOT recommend Harry to go on that diet. As a matter of fact, don't even recommend him to take any treatment that will eliminate Bedazzlebuds from his body." She gazed into Ginny eyes with a dark and serious expression. "Eliminating Beddazzlebuds from his bloodstream will also mean eliminating his capability to have any romantic and sexual feelings at all. Not only would he be incapable of…romantically and sexually loving Draco…but he would also be incapable of romantically and sexually loving you. Or any human being in the world." She bit her lip. "Trust me, Ginny. I'm experiencing the withdrawal effects right now. I literally can't stop myself from cringing anytime I think about anything romantic or sexual, even with Ron."

Ginny's eyes were wide and unblinking. After a moment of silence passed, she drank a big gulp of wine from her glass. "Ugh! So you're basically telling me that it's either let Harry stay attracted to Draco or let him destroy his ability to be attracted to anyone at all."

Hermione took a sip from her glass and nodded. "For now, those are our only options. I'm hoping that M.B. and I will eventually learn something about the genetics of those Yapillons and see if there's any hidden superpower gene that can allow them to restore normal levels of attraction in people with Bedazzlebud withdrawal, like myself. This means I'll have to spend extra time in lab, because we also have the Organink Wand and Organink potion to remake."

There was a loud clatter across the pub, followed by a wave of laughter. Hermione and Ginny turned their heads to see Harry on the floor, with Pansy sitting on top of him. The two of them had been pushed over, since both of them were facing Draco and Blaise, who were both sitting at the counter by the bartender. The two Slytherins were cracking up.

"Whoa there, Potter!" sneered Draco. "Didn't know Parkinson would look that good on you. Perhaps whenever you're getting tired of Weaselette, Parkinson should be your mistress instead of myself!"

"Come on, Malfoy!" Shouted Harry, getting up and causing Pansy to fall off his back. "We were just assigned to be Auror partners this morning. That shows we're destined to be together!"

"Shut it, you bloke!" Pansy grabbed the scruff of Harry's jacket and tugged him back. "Draco and I have been dating since the beginning of this year, and I'm not about to give him up anytime soon!"

Blaise laughed. "Pff-hahaha! Pansy, you and Draco were never officially dating. Just 'cause he slept with you on New Year's Eve doesn't mean he claimed you as his girlfriend."

"Yeah," Draco took a sip of his drink. "I keep telling you that I also slept with Astoria and Daphne, and nothing serious ever happened."

Pansy strutted up to him and caressed his blonde hair. She suddenly spoke in a babyish voice, succumbing to the power of the Bedazzlebuds in her bloodstream. "Aw, Drakey-poo. You slept with the Greengrass sisters before you slept with me. Not only am I the most recent pureblood you slept with, but I'm also the only pureblood female who you decided to strike with Bedazzlebuds. So we're meant to be, my love."

She leaned to kiss his lips, but Draco leaned back and shoved her away. "Um, I never chose to strike you with Bedazzlebuds, Pansy. I was drunk at Blaise's party, so when neighbor Potter showed up knocking at our door, complaining about how noisy we were, I sneered at him and struck his scar with Bedazzlebuds, forgetting what exactly they would do to him. You just happened to grab me and spin me around to face you while my beams were still emitting from my eyes."

Blaise was trying so hard not to burst into laughter and fall off his chair. "He accidentally struck you in the wrong spot there, Pansy."

"Yeah, hussy," Harry shouldered pass the Slytherin girl and grabbed Draco's hand very tightly, making the Slytherin wince in pain. "You just got the lovespell on accident, while I'm the one he really wants."

Ginny snorted. She stood up to her feet. "Oh, I'm going to kill that boy." She pulled out her wand and struck Harry's hand, causing him to let go.

"Yow!" Harry jumped back.

Ginny stomped up to him and wrapped one hand around the back of his neck, as if to strangle him. "I'm taking you home to show you a lesson."

"But Ginny!" Harry pleaded. "Draco and I have to work on a case together! We have to find out more about where Volde—"

The two of them Disapparated before he could finish.