A/N: Sorry I suck and it took me this long to update! I decided to make this chapter a bit longer because it took so long for me to update. I am so happy that all of you are loving this story so much. I love the reviews y'all are leaving me! They really motivate me to write faster and update quicker!

"Draco!" Blaise called entering their dormitory and immediately making his way to the kitchen, rummaging in his bag. "Hermione went to go get notes from one of the Patil twins. Remember she told us she would be doing that after dinner? I know you worry! Can you believe that the notes we took for her weren't good enough? Draco?"

Blaise walked out of the kitchen and saw that Draco was passed out on the couch an empty bottle of Firewhiskey on the ground next to him. Blaise sighed and shook his head, running his fingers through his hair.

"Draco, Blaise!" Hermione called as she walked through the portrait hole.

"Hey, love." Blaise said meeting her at the door. "Draco isn't feeling well. I was thinking that you and I could go for a walk?"

"Shouldn't we stay and take care of Draco?" Hermione asked confused.

"Draco doesn't really like people seeing him sick." Blaise explained.

"Oh, okay. Where do you want to walk to?"

"I was thinking of taking a walk around the lake." Blaise said wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Perfect. Do you think that I need a warmer jacket? Is it going to get cold?" Hermione asked smiling at him.

"I don't think so." Blaise said dropping his arms and grabbing her bag to put it down on the floor. "Let's go!"

Hermione giggled at his enthusiasm and turned around to face the portrait. Blaise put his hand on the small of her back and lead her out of the room. They talked and laughed as they walked down the corridors. When they got outside he grabbed her hand and interlaced their fingers. She turned her head and smiled brightly at him as they walked hand in hand towards the lake.

"Did you go to see Madam Pomfrey today? It's been almost a week since you were released so you should have gone back today."

"I did go to see her today. Everything is fine and I'm all healed up. She gave me a clean bill of health even though I went in two days early." Hermione said smiling at him.

"It's always easier to go in on a Friday. I'm glad that you're alright." Blaise said leaning down to kiss her on the lips. After a few moments he released her from the kiss.

"I feel a lot better. I have a question for you."

"What's that?" Blaise asked squeezing her hand a bit.

"I was talking to Ginny and she told me that wealthy Pureblood families will…buy women of the night to educate the young men of the family?" Hermione asked awkwardly.

"That's true." Blaise said gently.

"So, you and Draco both had one?"

"Yes, he had his for about eight months and I had mine for a year."

"Why?" Hermione asked quietly.

"Why, what? Why hire a prostitute?" Blaise asked, when Hermione nodded he said, "Well, we had to learn how to pleasure a woman somehow, right? This is just how it works."

"I never learned things." Hermione said blushing and looking away from him.

"You have us to teach you. It's nothing to be worried about, Hermione. And not being experienced is nothing to be ashamed about. I think that I actually like you more because of it."

"Thanks for answering my question."

"You're welcome. Feel more comfortable about sex now?" Blaise asked hopefully.

"No, but when I do you and Draco will be the first to know." Hermione said coyly. "Speaking of Draco, do you know what's wrong with him? Why is he sick?"

"He just wasn't feeling well." Blaise said to her quickly.

"You still aren't a good liar, Blaise. What's really going on?" Hermione asked squeezing his hand gently.

Blaise took a deep breath before saying, "Draco…sometimes after coming home from a stressful day Draco would have a glass of firewhiskey. When he became a spy on Voldemort in the war sometimes one glass turned into three fourths of a bottle. It wasn't often that he got out of hand but when he did it was scary. He gets mean when he's drunk, just like he gets mean when he loses a game of Quidditch. It never got too bad and he never relied on it to get through the day or anything…it's just to take the edge off."

"He's an alcoholic?" Hermione asked gently.

"No, he's not. He didn't rely on the alcohol to get through the day. He was just trying to find a way to deal with stress. Eventually he found a better and safer way."

"What did he do? What does he do?" Hermione asked curiously.

"He flies." Blaise said with a chuckle. "He just gets on his broom and takes a few laps and he comes home and is all smiles and happy."

"So, he's back to drinking and not flying?" Hermione asked concerned.

"I think that it was just tonight. There was an empty bottle of firewhiskey and he was passed out on the couch." Blaise said quietly.

"Any idea why?" Hermione asked quickly.

"No, you being in the hospital was hard on him and we were fighting a lot. We don't know who did it yet either, so that doesn't help. His father finally responded to his letter too, so there's that." Blaise said with a sigh.

"His father?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Yes, Draco owl'd him about our marriage."

"What did Lucius say in response?"

"He wasn't pleased. Draco didn't let me read the letter but I'm sure it wasn't good." Blaise responded.

"We should go home. Draco needs us." Hermione said after a few minutes of silence.

"Do you have a plan?" Blaise asked.

"No, do we need one?"

"Yes, we need one. Sometimes Draco gets angry when he's been drinking." Blaise said looking her in the eye for the first time since starting the conversation.

"Will this be a problem?" Hermione asked seriously.

"I don't think that it's going to be a problem but, if it turns into a problem, I think that he'll stop for you. Maybe if we were to talk to him about it he just wouldn't do it." Blaise said shrugging.

"Like an intervention? Are you sure he's not an alcoholic?"

"No not like an intervention. I know him and he's not an alcoholic." Blaise said.

"Okay, I have a plan." Hermione said nodding "Let's go home and help our husband."

Blaise smiled down at her and drew her in for a kiss before they headed back to the castle to help Draco. When they got back to their room Hermione saw that Draco was, indeed, passed out on their couch with an empty bottle of firewhiskey on the floor next to him. She sighed deeply and gazed at him trying to figure out the best way to rouse him from his alcohol induced slumber. She drew her wand and cast a quick charm that caused water to splash on his face.

"What in the bloody hell did you do that for!?" Draco bellowed getting up off the couch quickly.

"You were passed out, I was worried." Hermione said innocently.

"If you ever do something like that again, so help me God, I will not react kindly." Draco said with venom in his voice as he stalked closer to her.

"Oh, really?" Hermione said putting her arms across her chest and standing her ground. "What is it you're going to do, Draco? Hate me for the rest of forever? Make my life hell?"

"I can do a whole lot of damage in a very short amount of time." He said unfazed by the look of hurt on her face caused by his harsh words.

"Don't get angry with me." Hermione said with a forceful tone of voice. "I was just worried about you."

"Go to hell, Granger."

"I'm not a Granger anymore, remember? Now, I'm a Malfoy-Zabini. And if I do go to hell at least I'll have you for company."

"I wouldn't be much company for you. You don't even like me." Draco said with venom in his voice.

"Is that what this is about?" Hermione asked gesturing towards the empty bottle on the floor.

"Don't pretend like you care about me and my problems because you clearly don't. Just leave me alone." Draco said in a dangerously low tone of voice.

"You don't scare me, Draco. You're problems won't scare me away and-"

"I don't care if you're scared away by my problems. I don't care about you at all. I couldn't care less." Draco said hatefully.

"Really? Is that why you were at the Hospital Wing every day? Is that why you say 'love you' every morning? Is that why every time you look at me I can feel all the good emotions you're feeling? Is that why you married me? Because you couldn't care less?" Hermione asked looking him in the eye.

"Why do you care?" Draco asked.

"Because I love you, you brainless moron! I saved your life! I risked my life to save yours!" Hermione all but yelled.

"Oh, great! Here we go! A fucking guilt trip from the perfect Hermione Granger! I saved your life. I saved the wizarding world. Look at me! I didn't ask you to save me! You didn't have to feel obligated to do anything to help me." Draco said with venom in his voice, breathing hard.

"You didn't have to ask for me to save you! I wanted to! I wanted to save you and I would do it again in a heartbeat."

"Yeah, because that's what you do, isn't it? You save people from misfortune. You don't even have to care about someone to save them, you just bloody do it!" Draco yelled.

"I have to care about someone a whole hell of a lot to save them, Draco! Which means that, despite what you've been saying, I care a whole hell of a lot about you!" Hermione said dropping her arms and drawing herself up to stand as tall as she could.

"You care about me? Really? Is that why you never say 'love you, too'?" Draco asked looking down at her.

"I wasn't aware that I needed to tell you that I love you! I didn't know that you needed that!" Hermione yelled.

"I don't need you to just say it! I need you to say it and mean it." Draco said with a quiet but dangerous tone to his voice.

"You don't think that I mean it? Are you kidding? I wouldn't bloody well say it if I didn't mean it!"

"But you haven't said it!" Draco yelled. "You hadn't said it until now. Until I practically forced you to."

"Well, I'm sorry that this didn't go as planned for you!" Hermione said quickly.

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"I'm sorry that I didn't just fall in love with you! I'm sorry that it took some time for me to fall totally and completely in love with you and Blaise. Sorry I didn't fit in as nicely as you had hoped." Hermione said looking away from him to hide the tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry that I didn't realize how much you love us." Draco said softly after a few long moments of silence. "I have something to show the both of you."

"What?" Hermione asked with her eyes still downcast.

"Here." Draco said pulling a piece of parchment out of his pocket.

"What is it?" Blaise asked timidly as he approached the place where Hermione and Draco stood.

"Father's response."

"Are you sure you want us to read this, Draco? Isn't it kind of personal?" Blaise asked quietly his eyes bouncing between Draco's face and the piece of parchment in his hand.

"I need you to read it." Draco said handing Blaise the letter before walking to sit down on the couch.

Hermione looked up at Blaise and shrugged slightly. Blaise pulled the letter open and they both began to read its content to themselves. Hermione was done first and didn't say anything but continued to shake her head.

"I'm not just some boyhood tryst!" Blaise said offended.

"At least you weren't accused of going after his money and wanting to spoil his perfect bloodline!" Hermione said quickly.

"I think that I would be scared shitless if he wasn't in Azkaban." Draco confessed quietly from his spot on the couch.

"Is this why you were drinking so much?" Blaise asked.

"Drinking?" Draco asked confused.

"There's an empty bottle of firewhiskey and you were passed out on the couch. You did argue very well for someone who's shitty wasted." Hermione said gently.

"I didn't drink that entire bottle just now." Draco said with a laugh. "I had the last bit at the end of the bottle. It was enough for one drink."

"Then why couldn't I wake you up earlier?" Blaise asked.

"I haven't been sleeping particularly well so I took some dreamless sleep after my drink. The affects happened faster than I thought they would and I knew that I couldn't make it upstairs in time so I fell asleep on the couch. Did you really think that I drank that much?"

"Yes." Blaise confessed quietly.

"I stopped binge drinking a long time ago." Draco said with a small smile. "I don't know if I am flattered or offended that you think that I can argue that well while drunk."

They were all silent for a while, each pondering the argument and its implications for their relationship.

"Now what?" Hermione asked rubbing her eyes and stretching her neck.

"Well, now that we've determined that you love Blaise and me, I think that we should have sex and call it a day." Draco said quickly with a smirk on his face.

"No, I think I'm good." Hermione said blushing. "This has been a rather exhausting day though. I think that I'm going to go take a nice, long, hot shower and relax."

"Whatever you need, Hermione." Draco said.

"Thanks." Hermione said as she started to make her way towards the stairs.

"Love you!" Draco called after her when she was almost halfway up the stairs.

"Love you, Draco! Love you, Blaise!" Hermione called back before getting to the top of the staircase and heading into their bedroom which lead to their bathroom.

"She said love you!" Draco exclaimed happily.

"That she did." Blaise responded with a small chuckle at his husband's enthusiasm.

"Do you want to go cuddle? It's been a long day." Draco asked smiling at Blaise.

"I like cuddling but it can't lead to anything else. You know that-"

"You're not comfortable doing anything with me but not Hermione? Yes I know that. It's rather frustrating." Draco said pouting slightly.

"Oh, stop pouting like that! Are we going to cuddle or not?" Blaise asked walking over to him and extending his hand.

"She knows about the prostitutes by the way." Blaise commented when they had gotten settled in bed.

"How does she know? How do you know that she knows?"

"Ginny told her and she asked me about it. She seems very curious about sex. I think she may be insecure though." Blaise confessed.

"Insecure?" Draco questioned as he started to rub circles on Blaise's back.

"Yeah, we have a lot of experience and she doesn't really have any. We were taught all the things about sex and how to please a woman and each other. She's kind of like the new kid in school who's a couple of years behind but is expected to do all the same work." Blaise said snuggling closer to Draco, using his shoulder as a pillow.

"Eventually she'll learn, she'll just have to trust us enough to teach her. Do you think that she's curious enough to want to try things soon?" Draco asked with a mix of curiosity and hope in his voice.

"Maybe. She's going to want to start small though. I feel like she's not the type to just go for the sex without doing other things first." Blaise commented.

"Well, as long as it happens soon I'm fine with anything we do. I think that we should stop talking about it now though."

"Why?"

"Thinking of you and Hermione and sexual things is turning me on and I know that we can't do anything about it and I don't want to go all the way downstairs just to see myself off." Draco said nonchalantly.

"Good point, we'll stop discussing it. I do agree with you though, I hope it happens soon." Blaise said taking a deep breath.

Half-an-hour later Draco and Blaise were still cuddled up together in their bed. When Hermione had gotten dressed from her shower she stepped out of the bathroom and saw them.

"I wanna cuddle!" She said pouting.

"The two of you are so similar it makes me sick." Blaise said laughing at the expression on Hermione's face.

"That wasn't polite." Draco scoffed. "You can't come to bed with wet hair like that. Don't you normally dry it?"

"Yeah, but it always gets so frizzy when I do a drying spell. Most of the time I just let it air-dry in the mornings." Hermione said shrugging.

"Here, let me try something." Draco said detangling himself from Blaise so he could stand and get his wand. Hermione stood still as Draco approached her and murmured a few words under his breath. When he was done he said, "There, no frizz."

Hermione quickly darted into the bathroom to see his handiwork. "How did you do that?" She asked when she emerged again.

"You don't live with Narcissa Malfoy your entire life and not pick up a trick or two." Draco said with a laugh as he got back into bed. "Now, are you coming to cuddle or no?"

Hermione smiled at them and crawled up the middle of the bed so she was situated between the two of them.

"You know that you could have just asked one of us to move, right?" Blaise asked looking down at her.

"You both looked so comfortable though." Hermione said as she stretched and snuggled close to Draco. She sighed with content as she felt Blaise settle in close to her.

"You look tired." Draco commented as he started to play with a lock of her hair, twirling it between his fingers and tickling Blaise every time it grazed his chest.

"It was a long day." Hermione said sighing. "Classes, going to the Hospital Wing, trying to find notes, thinking you were a drunk, getting into an argument, saying I love you and meaning it. All very exhausting activities."

"You went to the Hospital Wing?" Draco asked curiously.

"Yeah, it's been almost a week since I was released so I went to make sure everything was okay. I can officially carry my own bag now!" Hermione said cheerfully.

"Took you bloody long enough to get better." Draco said his voice harsh but his face and emotions relieved.

They talked and laughed late into the night before all three of them fell into a blissful sleep.

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