Unexpected - Chapter 23: Ice Cream
Title: Unexpected
Authors: slashpervert and aveeno_baby.

Betas: brknhalo241, asm614, Mini Mouse, and Indie.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: ADULT!
Genre: Fluff, Smut, Hurt/Comfort
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Length: 94,000 words (40 Chapters)
Warnings (Mark to Read): Language, Explicit, M/M Sex, Masturbation, Oral, Rimming, Anal, Mpreg, and mental health issues such as anxiety attacks. (Characters in this fiction are over 18.)

Summary: Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy have lived together for four years in their country house surrounded by a magical menagerie of unwanted animals Harry rescues. Yet, Harry wants more. He dreams of a family that includes children.

Notes: Post-war, AU after HBP, not DH compliant. Sequel to Undesirable, though can be read separately. Whereas, Undesirable was very dark, this one is very fluffy with some angst. Thanks to corvusdea for help with Latin for spells. Icon adapted by slashpervert from Passion by dirty_darella.
Disclaimer: This is a non-commercial work of fan fiction intended for adult audiences only. No copyright infringement intended. (Full Disclaimer!)

Chapter Number/Total: 23/40
Chapter Title: Ice Cream
Words: 1887 Words



Draco had scaled back his potions projects to the minimum, since Harry was taking up more and more of his time these days. It reminded him of the period five years before when Harry had been his patient. Pregnant Harry was also very needy. Unlike when he was a patient, though, he was also very demanding. Potions made money, but since Draco had money, it really was more of a hobby and, therefore, not as important as his biggest interest – Harry.

It was midday, the relaxing part of the day after chores and between meals and they were lounging in their front room, watching a movie on the Muggle telly, most of the animals arrayed around them or on top of them. Harry was curled up the best he could manage, Puck lying down across Harry’s swollen belly. The woman on the telly pulled a container of ice cream out and suddenly Harry had the craving for some, but frowned when he realised he had finished all of theirs. "Draco?"

Draco's eyes were half closed, fingers of one hand idly playing with Harry's long hair and the other resting on Severus in his lap. "Mmm?"

"Can we get some ice cream?" Harry asked, glancing over at him.

"Is there some in the ice box?" Draco asked, afraid he might know the answer already.

"No, I finished it, remember?" Harry asked. "Can we please get more?"

Draco groaned and looked at the ceiling for a minute. He wondered if he should invest some of his money in ice cream. Harry’s consumption alone could make him a sizable return. He huffed. "Now?"

"Please?" Harry asked, his lower lip protruding as he pouted.

"All right," Draco said with a long suffering sigh, and, unable to resist the pouting lips, he leant over to kiss his lover.

Harry smiled and kissed him back. "Thank you. I want to go with you!"

Draco pulled back and arched a blond eyebrow, looking into Harry's excited green eyes. "Harry, that's probably not a good idea."

"But I haven't been outside in ages. I'm getting pale," Harry said, holding out his arms.

"Still not as pale as I am," Draco countered with a smirk, holding his own arm against his lover's.

"That's not the point," Harry argued, starting to pout again. "There's nothing to doooo around here."

The truth was there was a lot to do, but Harry couldn't do most of it in his current state. Bored, restless and uncomfortable, Harry was even beginning to wear on Draco's nerves. "And if people see you?"

"I'll use a glamour! So no one will recognise me," Harry insisted, nodding eagerly.

Draco knew this was a reckless plan, yet it was difficult to resist Harry's enthusiasm. "We'll have to take the Floo to the Leaky," he warned.

"All right," Harry said, just glad that Draco had agreed to let him go.

"We should get changed. Muggle clothes will attract too much attention," Draco warned.

"Okay. Help me?" Harry asked, trying to get off the couch and finding himself stuck. Draco had to pull him out of the squishy trap and then help, practically pushing Harry up the stairs to get dressed.

***

Hermione had given Harry a box of her maternity clothes to borrow. He had mostly been wearing the shirts and draw-string trousers. But there were a couple of sets of maternity robes in there. They were a bit short on Harry and the chest area looked oddly puffy, but they found one set that seemed to work well enough.

Harry looked in the mirror, biting his lip as he turned to the side. "I'm sooo huge," he complained, chewing on his lip.

"Very pregnant," Draco agreed, moving up behind him and wrapping arms around his lover, hands atop the mound in front.

"Huge," Harry mumbled, relaxing back against him as he looked at him through the mirror. This was a nice image, he realised, smiling suddenly.

Draco's face was pressed alongside Harry's and he turned enough to kiss his lover’s cheek, still watching them both in the mirror. The russet colour of the robes looked good, highlighting Harry's skin tones and contrasting well with that long dark hair. Draco's were dark grey and well tailored. "Ever thought of having a portrait made of us?" he asked.

"Now I am," Harry replied, tilting his head a little. "Who would do it?"

"I can look into that," Draco said, then grinned. "Can you imagine it with our baby in your arms?"

"I can't wait," Harry whispered softly, gently rubbing at the mound of his stomach. "We need to go baby supply shopping soon, so we're ready."

"Luna will be back in two days," Draco said, nodding. "We can make a list with her then. So still want the ice cream?"

"Of course," Harry said, grinning again. He pulled his wand out and tapped his chin, considering what to glamour.

Draco stepped back, hands on his hips while he waited. "A simple Distraction Charm will probably work," he suggested.

Harry pursed his lips and shook his head, murmured a Glamour Charm instead. His features softened and his scar faded away. He blinked and his eyes were blue. "There," he murmured.

"That's good," Draco said. Without those famous features, no one would think it was Harry Potter. He took his lover's hand and helped him down the stairs to their front room.

Harry followed after him, stopping when they reached the fireplace. "Go first so you can catch me if I fall?"

"Certainly," Draco answered, picking up a handful of Floo powder from the bowl on the mantle and tossing it into the flames. He stepped in and whirled to the Leaky Cauldron.

Harry picked up the Floo powder and threw it into the fire, stepping into the flames. He wasn't so good on his feet with the extra weight, so he stumbled out the other side.

Draco arrived in the Leaky and, ignoring the rest of the pub, turned immediately and held his hands out, catching his lover as he fell forward. Harry had never been that good with this mode of travel before and he was absolutely clumsy with the pregnancy.

"Thanks," Harry mumbled as he fell into his arms, sighing and trying to regain his balance.

Arm around Harry's back, Draco help manoeuvre his lover to a seat and let him catch his breath. Midday, the Leaky was about half full and people watched curiously. Hannah waved at him from where she was behind the bar.

Harry leaned over the best he could, taking a few deep breaths as he tucked his hair behind his ears before getting to his feet again. "Okay."

Once Harry had straightened, Draco took Harry's hand and tucked it in the crook of his arm, so his lover could hold on to him for support.

"Ice cream," Harry said, purposely not looking at anyone he might have known.

Draco led them, tapping the bricks to open and then going through the entrance to Diagon Alley. "What flavour will you get?" he asked. The centre of wizarding London was busy and colourful, having recovered well in the years since the end of the war.

Harry looked around as they walked, a small pleasant smile on his face. He loved Diagon Alley, and wished he could come here all the time without being bothered. He could still remember his first trip here with Hagrid. And now he looked forward to bringing their daughter here. He let himself imagine buying her supplies for when she went to Hogwarts some day. He blinked and looked up at Draco when he spoke, frowning a little. "What did you say?"

Draco grinned. "We could go shopping after the ice cream if you like," he suggested, seeing how happy Harry was.

"Really?" Harry grinned, nodding as he looked around again. "That would be great."

They made it to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour and stood contemplating the choices. Draco was distracted, though, remembering that first trip here with Harry when the man was still his patient. It had been Harry's first post-war outing and had gone well until someone had recognised him. A crowd had gathered then and it had sent Harry into one of his panics.

"I think I want pistachio. Do you think they'll mix stuff?" Harry asked, contemplating mixing that with chocolate and maybe strawberry.

"Yes, and we could get extra in a container to take home with us, if you like," Draco answered.

"That works for me!" Harry exclaimed, resting his head on Draco's shoulder. He, too, remembered the first time they had come here together. It was definitely a lot easier now because no one noticed him. What he also remembered is the way, after Harry had dropped his cone, they had gone back to Grimmauld Place and eaten the remaining cone together.

Truth was, people actually were noticing them this visit. They just didn't recognise Harry. Draco's appearance and reputation was well known enough to attract attention. Draco saw people pointing in his direction both out in the main street and inside the ice cream parlour. He wrapped his arm around Harry and stepped up, ordering for the other man and himself. Draco got a single cone with butter pecan and Harry got a complete sundae with three different ice creams and lots of toppings. The clerk behind the counter smiled at Harry, noticing the belly.

Harry smiled back, patting his stomach gently. He never got the chance to share his happiness with anyone other than Draco and the few friends they let visit them in their home.

Draco wasn't sure what the clerk thought, but he smiled too, and led Harry to a table to eat his sundae. He allowed himself to look at Harry the way others must see him and realised that with the change in features, long hair, big belly and Hermione's robes, that most people would just assume that they were looking at a pregnant witch. He laughed at the idea of it.

"What?" Harry asked, looking up from his sundae.

Ice cream dripped down Harry's chin and Draco couldn't help himself, he leant forward and licked it.

Harry blushed and tilted his head up a little more, kissing him with slick sweet ice cream coated lips. "You wanted some?" he asked when he pulled back.

“I think I just had some,” Draco teased and licked his own cone, very suggestively with one eyebrow arched and his eyes on Harry's.

Harry only blushed harder, looking down at his ice cream as he started to eat again. "You like teasing too much," he said, shaking his head but pleased regardless.

"I like you too much," Draco retorted, his lover's reaction arousing him.

"And I love you too much," Harry said, leaning over to kiss him one more time.

"Where next, love?" Draco asked, licking at his cone again. Harry had nearly devoured the sundae already and was glad he had bought pints of extra with Freezing Charms to keep them.

"The baby store," Harry said with a nod, pushing himself up carefully, reaching for Draco's hand. "Then the toy store."

Draco rolled his eyes but couldn't suppress the smirk. "Of course," he answered, getting to his feet and holding a hand out to help his lover again.

[Sappy sweet.]

Chapter 24





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