Alright, so despite the dificulty I'm having posting Chapter 3, I'm starting Chapter 4 and working on it until I can post. I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER.

Previously on Eggs:

"Granger."

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

Hermione came to only a few seconds later to find the man who'd caused her so much pain- well, one of them- lifting her onto her couch. She let him set her down before made any movements.

Malfoy sat beside her and waited for her to sit up and get comfortable. She avoided his eyes, even though she could feel them piercing through her. "Why?" She asked.

"Why what?"

"Why did you agree to donate? Why did you come here? Why do you want him?"

He took notice of the way she avoided saying Blaise, and he guessed by her puffy eyes and the tracks that were left on her face that she hadn't taken it well. "I owed him a few favors, so I agreed to donate for your experiment. I'm here because he wasn't answering my calls. And... I love him. He was the one person I could trust, talk to and love during the last few years. I never told him and I could tell he had an infatuation with someone else, so I didn't try to make more out of it.

"I loved him too." Malfoy couldn't think of a response to this, so he waited for her to speak again. "He's not here. He just took off and he's been gone for a while. Do you, uh, want a drink?" She was struggling with her words and the will to stay polite.

He sighed at what he was about to say, but he was doing it for the good of her life, or something like that. It would reflect better on him with Blaise. "Granger, you can hit me if you need."

She turned to him, surprised. "I'm not Mudblood?"

"I haven't called you that since years before the war." She nodded and turned away, so he relaxed a bit, only to be caught off guard when she swung back around. Hermione caught his cheek with a right hook not unlike her third year assault on him.

He winced and rubbed his jaw, but he supposed it was worth it, considering what he was doing. "I'd love some water Granger." He called to her. She wandered to the sink and filled a glass with tap water and nearly had a heart attack when she turned to find him right behind her. Malfoy was staring at the faucet intensely. She giggled at his wonder at where the water came from and took ten minutes explaining the process to him, making up parts she didn't want to delve into.

Malfoy's main goal was to distract her. Maybe, if she could accept this, it would work out fine. He knew he personally would have killed Blaise before sharing him, but these were different circumstances and he was on her territory. He'd rather have had Blaise there as a neutral presence.

"Maybe, Granger, you and your husband could come over for dinner at Malfoy Manor later." He suggested slyly and winced at the panic that set in her eyes. "Just dinner, Granger. Nothing else."

She cut over him. "I'm married now, Malfoy. You should be calling me Zabini." There was a hiss of anger and more, maybe jealousy, in her tone and he was glad Hermione had grown up Muggleborn. Because of that, her first reaction to insults was with her fists and words rather than a hex.

"Just to catch up, Zabini."

She was silent for a few minutes, bustling around her house and finding random tasks to amuse herself with until she could think of a response.

"What ever happened to Pansy Parkinson, Malfoy? I thought you were fucking her."

"Language, Zabini." Hermione rolled her eyes. "I was fucking her until I found her doing unspeakable things with Theodore Nott. In my house. They both have an incurable form of AIDS now and Pansy keeps getting knocked up. I wonder if there was some spell for that in one of the books in my very big library back at the Manor."

He had spoken the magic words and he saw her eyes light up. "We'll come. But I want permission to borrow from said amazing library. Any books, any number."

"Good. And Zabini, try to... Dress up? Everything in the Malfoy Manor is done very formally." Malfoy spoke with a straight face, but inside he was itching to scream. He could get Granger to accept his and Blaise's relationship, maybe even allow it. "Seven thirty. My wards will be open."

Blaise chose that convenient moment to Apparate back into the house. He froze as he realized he was standing between his two lovers and he carefully chose to talk to Hermione.

"What's up, Cara?"

"Nothing." She said and turned away from him, so Blaise turned to Draco.

"Dinner. I've bribed your wife with my library. But I'm gonna go now. See you later, Zabinis." He walked over to the fireplace and scowled when he found their bowl of Floo powder empty, so he twisted on his heel and disappeared.

*DMHGBZ*

Draco had left the upset couple to deal with an argument they'd both been putting off for a few days. There was three and a half hours til dinner and they had to get ready, so he figured it would be quick.

"What was he doing here?"

"You left your damn mirror, Blaise. He thought you bailed out on the deal."

"So he came here?"

"Obviously."

"Hermione... Please, can't we talk?"

"Go ahead. Talk. I don't want to hear it though, so talk to the damn Wrack-Nargles or whatever the hell Luna blabs on about."

"Fine then. Wrackspurts, my wife wanted children but we needed a donor. I got one, but agreed to let him borrow me from her whenever. Sure, she loses me sometimes, but I thought she wanted kids more than anything. Even me."

Hermione spun around with wide eyes. "I'd never want anything more than you. I wanted children, but I'd never trade you for the chance. I thought you knew that. I thought it was your own insecurities that drove you to him. I thought-" She stopped as he moved towards her and picked her up. He spun her around with glee and apologized over and over.

She laughed, a sound he hadn't heard since all the baby drama.

"As long as you still love me, I don't need kids. We can do this."

"I'll talk to Draco tonight. Don't expect your library priviliges after this, though."

"It's okay. I have some other priviliges in mind."

She nudged his crotch and he moaned. He hadn't been touched since Draco and he had had their moment. He kicked his shoes off and she pulled off his tie and jacket.

*DMHGBZ*

Sex scene. If you want to skip it, go to the next line that says *DMHGBZ*

Blaise carried her bridal style into their bedroom, and her heart beat at the pure lust in his eyes. Love Malfoy? Maybe. But she was the true satisfaction. Hernione quickly shook that thought out of her head. Draco wasn't a problem anymore. She let him pull off her shirt, then reached back to unclasp her bra. He stepped back to take his pants off, then rejoined her on the bed.

"Blaise, it has to be quick. We need to leave for the Manor in three hours." He nodded, not particularly concentrating on anything besides his boxers and her panties. Hermione had taken care of her skirt herself, leaving the best job for him. He teased them down slowly and she snarled at him to move.

He obliged willingly and latched his mouth onto her sex, biting and licking various spots to make her writhe under him. He stuck his tongue into her once, but he'd never been good with that, so he moved up to her breasts. Blaise carefully took one into his mouth and bit down hard enough to make her squeal.

Hermione whined his name and he kissed her lips soundly before thrusting his erection into her. They moved together beautifully and she couldn't help thinking of the way she and Blaise fit together perfectly. He and Malfoy would never be like them. Blaise finished first and she followed closely, making little noises into his shoulder as her body spasmed under his ministrations.

*DMHGBZ*

"Blaise, we've only got an hour, we have to get ready." Her husband agreed, but made no move to get up, so she dragged him off the bed. "Go put on a suit or something. Wear a green tie because what I'm wearing is green." She wasn't the girl who's marriage was falling apart anymore; she was a war heroine going to a dinner with her husband. She was proud of herself for getting through her husband's momentary lapse of judgment.

Hermione decided to go with green because both the men had been Slytherins. She had a short blue dress that stopped mid-thigh and would look great in green. Luckily, she knew just the charm. Silver dangling earrings went perfectly with it and she used her wand to give her hair a tamed curl that framed her face prettily.

Blaise came in as she was applying a light layer of makeup and pressed his lips to hers. "You look beautiful, Cara. I might jump you before we step foot in the Manor." She rolled her eyes at him and held her arm out to him. He took it gladly and made a quick pivot. Hermione barely had time to hold her breath before they were on the threshold to Malfoy Manor.

I'm just going to say, I am not breaking up our lovely gay pair. That's all you get til next time. Three reviews should do the trick for more, right lovelies? I see this story being, maybe seven chapters and an epilogue. And until this stupid problem is fixed, I'm entertaining myself by telling this guy who beat me in a debate yesterday this lovely story of the perfect homocide and how not to get caught... I think he's terrified of me now. Good.

Anyways, replies to your reviews are down here:

snarkygirl15: I'm glad I've brought you back to what is, in my opinion, the best and most perfect trio that can be made out of the series. Yay for Dramionaise and thanks for reviewing!

Nala Moon: No kidding. I can't stand cheaters at all, personally I would have left, but in Hermione's situation she's stuck because she has no one else to go to. I wouldn't have fainted though, I would have full out attacked him. Lmao, thanks for reviewing!

IGOTEAMEDWARD: Thanks anyway, for trying. You actually did help me, because in that message you gave me UnseenLibrarians name, who got me the URL. Anyways, thanks for reviewing!

PRINCE-ASH'S-GIRL: Thanks for your review! I'm glad you like my idea and the shipping. I find that so many people's minds aren't open to this kind of love, which is a shame. I'd love to be Hermione.

tfobmv18: Thanks for reviewing! I think you'll be happy with what I've dreamed up in this chapter.

TwistedLittleAngel: Its great that it's fixed, huh? I was literally pulling my hair out with stress cause I thought all my readers would leave me. I'm glad you like my story and thanks for reviewing