Hermione sighed, laying down on Blaise's bed. He stood there a long moment, staring at her. His eye had been fixed though it was still lighter blue and harder to see out of it.

"I love the way you look, right there." He breathed, "never leave, mia."

"Never." She laughed, opening her arms. He climbed up and pulled her to him, erection straining against his trousers but he made no move. "Oh, Blaise, don't do this to me." She teased, poking him, "I want you. Now. Hormones, you know?"

"What about the bambino?"

"Be gentle then." She smiled, "you won't hurt him, Blaise, my body wouldn't allow that. I need you now. Please, love. Ti amo." He took her then, slower and more passionate than he ever had. He kissed every inch of her skin right down to her fingers and toes, whispering soft Italian the entire time. She stroked his scars and kissed them, showing him they didn't bother her. When they finished, they napped and woke each other for more the entire night.

Early the next morning, Hermione woke to Blaise kissing her belly and talking to the baby in Italian. He spoke quickly but she got a lot of the gist of it. He spoke of their lives together and told Mael about his mother. She reached out, petting his hair and he continued, occasionally looking up at her.

"Bella, I want to marry you. I need to… how?"

"We could have our own ceremony." She smiled, "it wouldn't be legal. Oh!" she sat up, "I'm a muggle born! I can get my name changed as long as I pay for it."

"We have more than enough money, bella!" he laughed, kissing along her panty line, "Hermione Zabini. I love it. I love you." Just then, the Floo flared green and he huffed, kissing her stomach, "how much would you like to bet that's Draco?"

"Hermione?"

"Or Harry." She grinned, "same thing." She pulled on a robe and hurried over, sticking her head in the floo. "Hello Harry! It's a boy! We're going to name him Mael."

"Hermione! Congratulations! I… I have some news myself."

"Yeah?" she frowned, "good or bad?"

"You're not Ron, so, good." He paused, "Draco's pregnant."

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" Blaise howled, falling over and laughing on the bed. She grinned at Harry,

"Congratulations. Did you know Narcissa and Tilantha were pregnant together?"

A/N: I feel like my mischief wasn't managed with this at all but I love Blaise Zabini/Hermione Granger. I thought I would get it out in this one and I did, getting a feel for the pairing. It's always difficult for me to get Mrs. Zabini into it and agreeable but I think I did it here. There will be a sister story that's Drarry if you want it. READ AND REVIEW! I'm taking votes on the sister story by the way.