Ohmigosh, thank y'all so much for reviewing on Eggs, it means so much to me that I got 6 reviews in two days! Also, you should take a look at my story Combined Blood Tastes Sweeter, which is a Dramionaise but with a bit of a darker edge seen in my use of cutting. Here's to you reviewers:

puppyeyes2003- Thanks for your review. First, I didn't really plan why Blaise was infertile, it just worked Draco into the relationship. We'll say his mother being a whore gave him some disease that killed his baby makers. I will get into flashbacks of Draco and Blaise ((hot ones)) and I think Hermione will eventually resign to it because she's desperate for a child, but she did tell Blaise no deals, so there might be a struggle. Also, thanks for that information. I was never good at any sciences, actually Biology was my best, ironically, so that was helpful.

ILikePi- Don't worry, more is on the way. Actually you'll see this when I post my new chapter so more will have arrived... Ah well. Thanks for reviewing.

NoodleS RoX .x- Thanks! I'm glad you like it. I know, she's definitely wearing the pants in their relationship. I always imagined her as the one who was really in charge of the Golden Trio, but she let Harry take credit. Plus, I think she was a bit desperate for her baby.

SlytherinPrincessxXx- Blaise and Draco make me happy too. *coughcough* (blushes)

Jillian Unleashed- Blaise's blood status isn't listed in the book, but on Wikipedia and many Harry Potter sites with extreme character details, it's brought up that his mother is a Pureblood black widow and his father was a Muggle she had a fling with. His blood status probably would have been listed as pure to everyone else for his mother's pride and she can claim he was one of her late seven husband's son, because they can't object when they're six feet under.

xodreamerskyes- I love Dramionaise too. If you check out my favorite stories you'll find a lot, my all time favorite is Stylistic Harmony and its sequel Harmonious Fire by hells1belle. I might have mixed those two up. It takes forever to read, but they're worth it.

I do not own Harry Potter, the character or the series.

Previously:

He pulled Blaise's head towards him and kissed him fiercely.

"I want what we had in Hogwarts. I want us."

"Fine."

Draco put his hand on Blaise's leg, making the Italian pull away quickly. "I have to go talk to Hermione," he tried to excuse himself.

"She won't notice another ten minutes. You're going to tell her anyway."

"Only ten minutes, Drake? We used to take hours." Blaise mocked. Draco moaned at the memories of his friend in all his beautiful glory, the way they'd cared for each other.

They had slept in quite late and it was about noon when the first boy stirred.

"Shit, Blaise, what did we do?" asked the blond when he took notice of their lack of clothes.

The other boy stretched like a cat, indifferent to the panic of his friend. "Draco, when two men love each other, they may engage-"

"I know what we did, but why? And I do not love you!" Draco was a spectacular shade of red that Blaise delighted in seeing. His friend had always been too proud.

"You said something quite different last night. Ooh Blaise, love, don't stop, please! Tell me you weren't at all wanting to do that, Drake. You've been wondering about this for a while." He kissed Draco slowly and when Draco stiffened and tried to hide his arousal Blaise smirked. "See? Come back to bed, Caro. I can show you things."

Draco obliged slowly when his curiosity took over him. They may have been drunk last night, but this was real, he was in his right mind. He cuddled up to Blaise who straddled him and began kissing his neck before moving down.

Draco shook himself out of his thoughts to stay cool. He and Blaise sometimes had trouble with keeping control of themselves with each other, which neither of them minded, but Draco didn't want to act like a horny teenager anymore. Blaise began kissing his neck like he had their second time and Draco expected it when the Italian man moved his head down. He carefully undid Draco's pants and put his mouth on Draco, who was closing his eyes with a smile he never would have let on his face with anyone other than Blaise. He knew this would happen. Afterall, Malfoy's always won.

*DMHGBZ*

Blaise was careful to check his appearance before he Apparated back home as Draco slept on the couch. They hadn't managed to make it to one of the bedrooms in the Manor.

It wasn't that Blaise was going to keep this a secret from Hermione, but he didn't want to scare or threaten her with a misbuttoned shirt or a ripped tie. He and Draco had both lost control since it had been do long since they'd had each other. Not since before the Death Eaters invaded the school in sixth year.

She was waiting anxiously on the couch for his return and the answer that would change their marriage. She definitely wasn't expecting another factor in the equation that would also change their marriage.

"Well?" she demanded when she saw him. Her eyes were wild and fearful and she was shaking slightly. He nodded to her and looked away guiltily, but heard her sigh of relief and then tears. She moved to hug him but unfortunately for Blaise, caught that something was wrong.

"You made a deal with him, didn't you? I told you not to, he's a snake. Go back and tell him deal's off, we can use a donor. What did you promise, Blaise? What?"

She lowered her voice a bit and repeated his name. "Blaise?"

"I promised him myself." He muttered with the hope she wouldn't hear, but she did.

"What do you mean yourself? As a slave for a year or whatever, because that's illegal." He knew she understood perfectly what was going on and was in denial about the husband she had loved for five years. (I'm making them 22)

"No, Hermione. Sexually.." Blaise hated the look of pain in her eyes and led her to a seat. She demanded him to tell her what had happenned and he obliged willingly. "He offered me the deal, his sperm for my agreeing to be with him when he wants. He didn't care if you knew, but this deal goes for any future children too. It doesn't just end after one, it's permanent. I just keep it up and we've got a donor for life." He pulled out a mirror like the one Harry had gotten from Sirius. "He'll call me on this."

Blaise looked at the floor, ashamed of what he'd done. Hermione pulled his head up to meet her eyes. "It's ok. We're going to get a donor from the clinic. You won't need to suffer this."

Blaise shook his head. "No, I want to do this. I need to. Hermione," she braced herself for a new bombshell, "Draco and I have a history together."

She froze up but managed to choke out a laugh. "You're gay, you're cheating on me... and you're cheating on me in a gay relationship with Malfoy."

"No, we're bisexual. I love you Hermione, more than I've loved any other girl, but I love Drake too and I don't think I could live without either of you."

"I'm going to bed. You can sleep on the couch while I think this over. Expect to stay there for, I don't know, another week. Tell me when he calls you, too."

*DMHGBZ*

Blaise had gone off somewhere. She wasn't really sure where he was but took a wild guess that he was shopping. That was the one part of him that stuck out as a suggestion he was gay. Hermione hadn't seen him in a while and whenever he was around she avoided eye contact. It had been three days and he was still waiting on a decision.

She froze when she heard a buzzing. Could it be? Her head darted towards the countertop where Blaise had thrown the mirror after their fight. That was it. He was being called.

Hermione didn't bother to stop the tears dripping from her eyes. She felt incredibly dizzy, worse than she had before her wedding or before she and Blaise had first slept together. She quickly sat down so that if she fainted she wouldn't hurt herself and took deep breaths. Hermione didn't touch it, of course. This was Blaise's problem and she didn't want to see the snake.

The mirror buzzed about five more times before stopping. Desperate Malfoy, she thought. It's been so long since he'd been laid that he would page Blaise six times. She hoped he would just back off and leave them. Hermione thought about what Blaise had said too. He couldn't live without both of them? Had he been thinking of Malfoy their whole marriage.

She stood up slowly and shaking slightly. She didn't think she would faint but she wanted to be sure.

Hermione grabbed a glass from one of the cabinets and filled it with tap water. She had been the one to insist that they had Muggle appliances in the house, but Blaise had been agreeable to the idea. He was so willing to change for her, to please her. Maybe he knew someday he would introduce Malfoy as his lover.

"No, no." she murmured. "Stop thinking of them, stop imagining it, stop saying their names. It just hurts more."

Suddenly her fireplace lit. Hermione turned to it, surprised. She wasn't expecting anyone.

Her surprise turned to horror as she saw the hair of her guest, or maybe intruder was a white that she had only seen a few times in her life. More specifically, on Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy and their son.

He coughed harshly and she hoped he'd swallowed some ash. Malfoy turned his head around the room, searching for Blaise.

When he didn't find his target, he settled his gaze on her.

"Granger."

"Malfoy." She choked out his name before she fell.

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Also I got two more reviews so here's a response to you:

tfobmv18: Thanks for your review. I'll keep working on it, don't worry. I feel good about this fic.

IGOTEAMEDWARD: First off, it took me forever to figure out your penname, so kudos on confusing me. I kept thinking I got... Anyways, thanks for reviewing and I'm glad you enjoy the ramblings of a complete and utter lunatic.

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