A/N: Sorry it took so long for this chapter to get put up, I've been sorta busy this month so that's why.

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Hermione and Harry were stressed. On top of all the school work, helping Draco try to solve this problem was just pushing them over the edge. It didn't help however, that the library seemed to be empty of books that explained or highlighted love potions.

Hermione rubbed her temples,"Nothing Harry. There is nothing here!" she slammed the book shut and stood to pace the room.

Harry leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes,"This school seems to have books on everything else, but they can't carry anything on love potions. This is crazy."

Hermione was at the table again,"What did you say was the name of the book that he found something in?" She leaned on the table, bushy hair falling all around her face.

Harry pulled a worn piece of parchment from his robes,"Potions, Oils and Brews- All you want to Know by Melinda Goodock." Harry said the words as if he had come to know them over the past few days.

"Harry, this is Friday. This week is almost over. We haven't found anything, Ron is angry at the both of us, and we are stressed. From what you said, that book came from his fathers library, I don't think Hogwarts is going to carry a book like that in it's library."

"Well, we haven't checked the Restricted Section."

She gathered her things,"You need a note, we don't have one."

"I'm sure Lupin or someone would give us one."

"This is a oil we are talking about, that falls under the classification of potions. You know Snape won't give you a note. Malfoy should be doing this. It's his problem, he should go and ask someone for a note."

Harry rested his head on his hands. He was so tired, late nights with Malfoy trying to figure out what's going on, late nights in the common room reading through all the books they managed to take from the library,late nights with Hermione brainstorming possible ideas and late nights with Ron were starting to take their toll on him. "He's too proud to get a note from anyone. "

Hermione sighed heavily,"Well if he's too damned proud to get a bloody note, maybe we shouldn't be waisting our time to help him." She threw her bag over her shoulder and stormed from the library. Harry didn't bother to call after her. She needed sleep, just like he did. He'd let her go and she'd be in a better mood in the morning, then they'd finish their conversation.

Harry was on his way out of the library when Malfoy stepped out of the shadows,"Did you find anything?" he asked, almost sorrowful.

"No, I'm sorry. We cannot find anything. You'd be far better off going to your father and asking about the book, or find another." Harry said avoiding his gaze.

"Maybe I should just give up, let it consume me. At this rate, since you arent finding anything, it probably will just consume me." He said in a sorrowful tone that said he had given up, and Harry wasn't one to let anyone give up on anything.

"Don't say that." Harry said taking a few steps forward. Without realizing, he reach out his hand and touched Draco gently on the arm. Draco lowered his head and looked at the source of the touch. His eyes were narrowed in complete misunderstanding. He wasn't sure why Harry had suddenly changed his tone, something in his touch said something had changed. "We will work this out." he said.

"It's no use Harry. This thing is taking me over, slowly, second by second as we stand here right now. Every second that goes by, this thing claims more and more of me," his eyes were shiny with tears. He took several steps back, away from Harry, as if he was afraid that standing there would make him do something stupid,"I don't think I can take this anymore." The tears were silenty streaming down his pale cheeks,"I can't keep putting up with this." he backed away completely, turned and broke into a run, he left Harry standing there confused and hurt.

At breakfast on Saturday morning, Harry explained what had happened when he encountered Draco in the emtpy hall outside of the library. Hermione listened intently and rubbed her temples,"I'm not sure you should spend time alone with him anymore."

Harry raised and eyebrow and shook his head,"What are you talking about?" He said taking a swig of pumpkin juice to keep himself from yelling at her.

"He seems unstable. We don't know anything about this oil. We aren't sure what he's liable to do under it's influence. I'm afraid for you safety." She said avoiding his gaze.

"He hasn't tried anything yet, except for a few kisses, and a few kisses is something I can handle."

"What if he tries something else? Come on Harry, be logical about this."

"I am being logical about this. I trust him right now. He's different, I don't think he'd pull anything dumb."

"This is Malfoy, the one that has cursed you in the halls, tried to get you in trouble several times with all of the teachers, I don't trust him and I can't believe you are so eager to do so." She said in a annoyed tone that Harry knew all too well.

Harry knew that she always had his best interests at heart, Hermione was a good person deep down, but she never gave him room to choose things for himself. Harry felt strongly about this, even though he wasn't sure why. He wanted to be free to make his own mistakes, and he felt that Hermione was trying to mother him too much, that he couldn't make his own mistakes.

"I know you care for me Hermione, but sometimes, you have to do, what you have to do. I feel that I have to help him, I trust him enough, and I can take care of myself."

She signed deeply,"I know that Harry, but if you are going to spend time alone with him, atleast be careful."

He stood from the table,"I will. I'm going to go look over some of those books that I took to the room." He turned and left abruptly leaving Hermione watching him go.

She sat alone thinking about this whole mess. This was a huge mess, something bigger than Voldemort could ever be. She couldn't understand why Harry was so dead set on helping one of his enemies. All she could do was question him, as if she had tried to stop him, he would just blow up at her and she didn't need an angry Harry on her hands.

She tugged on her sweater noticing the how hot the Great Hall had become. She was sweating now and she loosened her robe a bit trying to cool herself off. Suddenly her mind clicked.

Sweating.

Oil absorbed through the skin.

Detox.

It just might work. She jumped from the table and ran from the Great Hall colliding with Harry. She was panting,"Harry, I have an idea. Get Malfoy and meet me in the library in 20 minutes. I think I'm on to something!"

Harry watched her run towards the library, robes billowing behind her. He never did quite understand her, but he trusted her. He found Malfoy and headed towards the library.

Harry and Draco stared at Hermione like she was an interesting specimen under a microscope,"It's a muggle treatment," she began, "but given what happened, I think it just might work. It makes sense and it's worth a try."

Both boys stared at her in amasement,"What is it?" Draco asked.

She sat down and crossed her hands in front of her,"Detox."

Both boys raised their eyebrows.