Ok, the cat is outta the bag, the cure is in this chapter. Sorry for the long wait, I decided to go ahead and give you everything in this chapter. The story is not over however. Things will wrap up in later chapters.

As Hermione paced the floor of the common room, Harry left the Great Hall after breakfast and headed outside. Last night, he didn't really have time to think about what had been going on. His head, although hurting, was rather clear, and a little voice in the back of his head began to shout at him as he sat beneath a oak tree.

He pulled his knees up close to his body and hugged them, resting his chin on his right knee cap. So, he though,this is it. It's who I am. It's who he is. He closed his eyes, willing his mind to shut off, willing everything to just stop and leave him be. Deep down inside, he knew that he'd have to face it, and everything that he had tried to deny for so long.

He was in love with Draco Malfoy.

He wanted to wake up next to him every morning.

He wanted to be his everything. The only thing he thought about. The first thing he thought about when he woke up, and the last thing he thought about when he went to sleep.

Of course, he wanted this without the love potion. He wanted Draco free of a substance which was clouding his thinking, he wanted him to love him for what he truly was. He wanted him to truly want to kiss him without a potion running through his body that forced him to go after him. He just wanted him to love him.

How was he going to tell his friends?

Telling them was easier than he expected. After dinner that night, Harry willed Ron and Hermione to stay in the Great Hall after most of the students had cleared out, only leaving a handful of students who decided to do more socializing while working on homework, as working in the library ment not talking while working.

"Well,what do you want to tell us mate?"

Harry shifted at the table and looked down,"well, you two know that I'm gay and all and.."

Hermione cut him off,"You're stalling, just tell us, it can't be that bad, honestly."

He cleared his throat,"well, this whole Draco potion accident thing has made me realize something." He paused again,"I, I love him. I love Draco Malfoy."

Hermione gasped, as she knew what this meant, Ron's eyes grew as wide as bludgers. "Harry, you have no idea how wonderful this is!" Hermione said. She jumped up from the table and run through the room and no doubt, up to her room.

"What was that all about?" Ron asked looking at Harry.

"I have no idea."

Monday came like it always does, the boys were unusually quiet this morning, everyone was slowly putting their days clothes on and yawning. Seamus only threw pillows at some dorm mates instead of all of them. When he sat down, Dean threw a pillow at him that knocked him off his bed, as he had fallen asleep again. Everyone laughed and left him on the floor lightly snoring. Harry was going to leave him there, but decided that maybe he really should wake him up. So, he shook him, watched as he slowly opened one eye,"come on, breakfast is in a few minutes. Class starts in an hour."

"I know mate." he said and just lay there. Harry shook his head and went to breakfast. As he sat down, he stole a glance at the Slytherin table and realized that Draco was present this morning, he bore the trademark sneer upon his face, he wasn't even looking in his direction. Something was truly up.

This continued for a week, Draco was in the Great Hall every morning before breakfast, laughing and joking as he always was. His sneer was always the same, it almost was as if nothing had happened in potions. If that didn't tell Harry something was up, the way Draco treated him now surely did.

Draco went back to being mean to him. Every day that week, Draco got Harry in trouble with Snape. First he knocked a bottle of oil of Harry's table and tattled on him, then he ran into him as he was taking a vile of his latest project up to the table causing Harry to drop it, breaking the vile and causing a mess on the floor. As his luck would have it, the potion was already gone from his cauldron and he could not turn in anything.

When he mentioned something about this to Hermione, she became all flustered and would quickly change the subject, her subjects consisted of school work, the weather and things that were about anything about love, and Draco.

She knew something, he was sure of it.

By Friday, the whole mess was driving him mad. After dinner, while Hermione was in the common's room reading a book she borrowed from Lupin, Harry took a seat beside her and watched her until she decided to face him. "I know you know something. You know why Draco is himself again. I'd sure like to know."

She closed the book slowly and frowned, that meant she had tried to avoid telling him, for fear that she'd hurt his feelings. She took a deep breath,"Ok, I found the cure for the oil. I looked everywhere, the last place I looked was Professor Lupins private library. It took me a few hours, but I finally found two books on the soley on Essence of Aphrodite Oil. I borrowed the one that listed the cure. I read it over and over again, and realized that, someone would get hurt. I couldn't tell you. I had to let it play out on it's own. I figured, if and when you came to the realization, and it was over, you'd figure that Draco had lost interest, or given up, and you would drop it. Sadly, you have not."

Harry stared at her, blank expression up his face,"What are you talking about? What is the cure?"

Hermione looked down at the floor,"True love. The person who cast the spell has to love the person back. That is the only way the power of the oil can be broken. In your case, even though you did not cast any spell, you were in the room with him when it happened, you were thought of to be the caster. That is the reason this oil is only used in revenge cases. The person who casts the spell usually never loves the one under the spell, which eventually drives the other mad. It's the perfect revenge spell."

"So, just like that? It's over?"

She nodded,"When you told me you loved him, that's why I was happy. I knew that this curse would finally be broken, both of you would be spared, however, I realized that you would be hurt. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but I didn't want to affect your judgement. I'm so sorry Harry."

He was angry,"You're wrong! That's not the reason! Why didn't you tell me?"

"I already told you!" Hermione shouted back. "Harry, just drop this, please. Let it be! It will never be. Never! Accept the fact and move on. You two are wrong for eachother. He will NEVER change for you, he will never change for anyone. He is who he is, and you are who you are."

"NO! I love him! You don't understand!"

"I understand that you are in a bad position Harry, but I am telling you the truth!" She then pulled a piece of parchment from the book she was reading and unfolded it. "Read this!" She said shoving it under his nose.

He grabbed the paper from her sharply and read over it's words several times. He let his arm fall to his side,"So, it's true then. It's over."

"There was nothing to begin with." Hermione said placing a arm around him,"I'm sorry Harry."

For a minute, he stood there, but then, he pushed her away and run out of the common room and down the stairs and through the school, only stopping when he reached the stairs that lead to the Slytherin dorms. He wasn't sure why he was there, but realized when he heard Draco talking loudly with Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy, he had to talk to him, he had to settle things.

As soon as Draco passed his hiding spot, he tapped him on the shoulder, he turned and stopped talking, realizing who was hiding. "Something wrong Draco?" Pansy asked.

"No love, just something I have to take care of. You three go on."

He watched them walk away and then stepped to join Harry,"What do you want?"

"I just wanted to see how things are going since the power of the oil had been broken." He tried not to look at him, but his eyes kept focusing on him.

"I've been good, things have gotten back to normal. I can finally be myself again. Forget all about you, as I have more important things to think about." Draco watched him squirm as he said that. He knew that had to break his heart, he wanted to break his heart. He wanted it to hurt.

"So you mean you feel nothing for me? It's all gone?"

Draco took another step towards him. He was taller than Harry and looked down into his eyes,"I feel nothing." Any closer to him and they would be kissing, kissing, god he wanted to kiss him.

Harry gulped,"Are, are you sure?"

"You want me to make sure?" Draco asked. "You really want me to make sure I feel nothing? Fine, I'll prove it." He pushed Harry up against the wall and placed his lips against his and kissed him softly. Harry moaned as he deepened the kiss. Draco ran his hand through his hair and tugged on it lightly, Harry placed his hand on his face and urged Draco further.

Both of Draco's hands were now on his hips, he was pulling him closer to his body, Harry was in heaven, this was what he wanted. Draco pulled away now, hands still on Harry's hips. "I felt nothing." He sneered. "There was never anything between us. Good bye Potter." he said and walked off into the darkness and out of Harry's life.