Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Harry Potter.

Note: A friend of mine made me cross the line I promised myself I would never cross. That of Harry Potter mpreg. But since this will most likely stay a one shot, through no promises there, I had to do it. So here it is my first and most likely last Harry Potter mpreg.

Summary: Harry Potter is acting strange, but how will his lover react when he finds out the most unexpected news Harry will give him?

Warnings: slash, mpreg (I am warning you)

Pairing: Harry Potter/Severus Snape.

Author: Laurenke1.

Title: Something Unexpected

"Excuse me, Potter?" A jet black elegant eyebrow rose in inquiry above the equally black eyes. The Potions Master crossed his arms over his chest, frowning at Harry Potter, saviour of the Wizarding World and The Man Who Vanquished He Who Must Not Be Named.

"I said, sir, that I am unable to attend to the last Potions class of the semester." Harry Potter fidgeted with his hands, smoothing out his robe as he stared at his lover's eyes. Behind him the class was gathering inside. Seventh year Gryffindor and Slytherin Potions, the last class of the term before graduation and NEWT tests.

"I heard what you said, Potter. May I enquire why?" Severus Snape snapped at him, his eyes quickly darting to the other students. But many were unpacking and chatting softly, not even glancing up at the young teenager who had approached the Potions Master's desk.

"Because of medical reasons. I have a note from Madam Pomfrey right here, sir." Harry pulled his bag up to on the desk, rummaging through it to find the note he had tucked away ever since leaving the Hospital Wing this morning.

He finally found it and handed to Professor Snape, their fingers brushing as Harry pulled his hand away, trying to force himself back to the present. Memories of kisses and sweaty body parts were not what he needed right now.

Snape's eyes scanned the note and then they rose to meet Harry's green ones as the Potions Master said. "Potter, I am still none the wiser why you can attend the potions class…."

Harry flushed uncomfortable. He wasn't ready to tell Snape yet, especially in a room full of students. "But I will excuse you from the practical exam for the medical reasons stated on this paper. You will, instead, go the library and write me a 15 inch essay on the correct brewing of this potion, to be handed in at the end of this lesson, do I make myself clear? There will be no exceptions."

Harry nodded, relieved and he walked out of the classroom, ignoring the strange looks send to him by his peers. If he had turned back he would see the narrowed black eyes as they followed him while slender fingers tapped the parchment with the medical instructions as Severus Snape wondered just what Harry Potter was hiding.

Hp

"Harry, are you alright?" Ronald Weasley's voice was soft as he handed Harry a glass of water as the younger male sat up from his sixth trip to the bathroom since breakfast. The Gryffindor common room was deserted as the seventh and fifth year students were studying outside on this beautiful May day and the other students were in Hogsmeade of outside, enjoying the weather.

"Yeah." Harry nodded, following Ron back into the common room where a vial stood waiting for him. Harry drowned the vial, smiling when it settled his stomach almost immediately.

"Thank you, Hermione." He said with a smile at the book absorbed witch with the bushy hair. She merely gave a grunt before she lowered the book and asked.

"Have you told him yet?" The smile slid of Harry's face; he knew what this was about.

"No, I haven't. I will do it after NEWT's. I can afford to be distracted now…"

"And you think that puked your guts out every morning or afternoon isn't distracting enough. You know, he might actually be supportive…" Ron snorted.

"Or he might decide never to see me again." Harry opened his book, rubbed at his stomach.

"He deserves to know, Harry and besides he might just have some potion that will help with the morning sickness. Besides, you can't expect him not to notice." Hermione was patient. She knew Harry for nearly 8 years now and she knew how stubborn or insecure he could be.

"I will tell him once the NEWT's are over. I promise. Now, would you mind letting me getting some studying done?" Harry's voice was barely restrained and Ron and Hermione shared a look as they went back to studying.

Harry stared at his book, not taking anything in as he idly rubbed his stomach. Just a little while longer and then he would tell Severus, but for now, he couldn't afford to lose the older man when the very idea of Severus made things a little bit easier for him.

Hp

"You are putting on weight." Snape's voice was soft but to Harry it seemed like he was hit as he reeled back, staring up at the black eyes that met his from across the room as Snape looked up from his marking.

He had been watching Harry for the past few minutes as the younger wizard was checking his notes for the upcoming NEWT exams. It didn't happen many times that Harry was coming down to his quarters to study but with the NEWT's only days away Harry needed all the time to study.

"No, I am not." Harry looked down at himself, giving his lover a shy smile. Inside he wasn't smiling at all. He couldn't be putting on weight; it was too early, far too early. Severus couldn't suspect and know yet, right, he had been so careful.

"You do look like it, Harry." The dark velvet voice sounded soothing as the dark eyes narrowed as Snape noticed how upset Harry became at that statement. It was a simple fact. Harry had filled out a little in his face and the extra weight, through carefully hidden, suited him. It didn't make him appear so thin and he looked healthy.

"I am not putting on weight; well I am not eating more then normal." Harry frowned, looking down again. He managed to hide a yawn, he was too tired lately. In between studying and worrying about his situation, well there wasn't much time for anything else.

"Harry, come here please." Harry's messy head snapped up. He chewed on his lip but then he rose, approaching Snape as he stood just short of touching the older wizard. "What is the matter? It isn't like you to be so upset about a simple statement. I don't mean anything by it. On the contrary, you look most delicious with a little bit of flesh on your bones."

The slender hands on his shoulders felt so good and comfortable that Harry closed his eyes. He relaxed completely and for a moment considered telling Severus about it. Warm lips nuzzled his ear and then his throat, making him shiver. Fingers ran over his sides, seeking to relief him of his school uniform but no, Severus would sense it and Harry couldn't let that happen.

He pulled himself away, seeing the amusement in the dark eyes as Severus regarded him. "No, I need to focus upon my studies."

"Everybody is entitled to some relaxing during your NEWT studies, Harry. I believe the pressure is getting to you and I know of a good way to relieve that pressure." The offer was tempting but Harry sighed, he would like nothing better then a massage at the capable hands of his lover but he couldn't do it, just a little while longer and then he could tell Severus.

"You stated the rules yourself, no sex during study time. The NEWT's are tomorrow and I still need to prepare." Harry pulled back slightly disappointed, he was so very tired and he wanted nothing more then to tell Severus but he couldn't just yet, just a little while longer.

"Alright then, Mr Potter, go and study. I will remain here and suffer in silence." The dark voice was veiled but the hand that petted his butt when he was pushed back to his end of the table made Harry realize that Severus didn't mind; he just had to hold onto his secret a little while longer.

Hp

"Harry, what is the matter with you?" Harry flinched away from the hands that helped him stand. Snape's voice sounded concerned and he cursed himself for falling asleep on the couch last night during his study time.

"Nerves." He said, accepting Severus' hand when the older wizard held it out to him. He was so weary of this constant morning sickness and especially now, on his first days of NEWT's.

"Stay and I will get you something for the nausea." Harry took a deep breath and sat on the bed. He wanted nothing more then to crawl back underneath the blankets and allow his lover to take care of him but he couldn't do it. Just 10 more days and then he could tell Severus.

He drowned the vial Severus handed him and then he got dressed, not giving Snape any attention as the Potions Master glared at him. "What?" He finally snapped.

"Are you sure you don't need to go to the Hospital Wing?" Snape forced his voice to be patient. It wouldn't do him any good to get angry at his lover now. Harry was most likely nervous but he was a bit worried about how his lover had been responding, Harry had been acting most strange.

"No, I will be late. Wish me luck, will you?" Harry was dressed and was watching him as he chewed his lip. Severus uncrossed his arms over his chest and then stared down at the apprehension in the green eyes; there would be enough time later to find out what was wrong with Harry.

"Yes, good luck. I will see you then once you finish your NEWT's. If there is something you need, come and find me." Severus lowered his mouth to Harry's, not giving into the temptation to deepen their kiss. A part of him wanted to keep Harry and to talk to him to find out what was troubling his younger lover but he knew he didn't have the time. Harry had his NEWT's and he had his classes. And as he watched Harry walking out of the room, he smirked; he knew Harry couldn't keep a secret if his life depended on it.

Hp

"Here, Harry, have a drink."

"No, thanks Seamus, I am not in the mood."

"Not in the mood? The NEWT's are over. Just a few more days and then we will be graduated. How can you not be in the mood to celebrate?" Harry tried to shake his head but before he knew it, a butter beer had been pressed into his hand.

"Oi, Potter, over here! You have yet to give my girlfriend the reassurance that she will come on top of our year." Harry was glad for Ron's voice as he made his way through the crowded common room at the End of NEWT party that the seventh year Gryffindors threw to celebrate that their NEWT's were over.

He managed to find Hermione and Ron, pressing the butter beer in Hermione's hand. She smiled at him and asked. "Would you like something else to drink perhaps?"

"No, I…." Harry couldn't wait honestly. Now the NEWT's were over he wanted nothing more then to tell Severus his news. He wasn't sure how the older wizard would respond but he had meant to celebrate the end of his NEWT's with his lover anyway and he wasn't sure if he could keep it a secret any longer.

"You want to go to…." Hermione glanced around to make sure nobody was listening, nobody was, they were too busy with chatting, signing and everything else. "…To Snape's room. Well then go and Harry, do tell him, he deserves to know and who knows, perhaps he wishes to celebrate the good news with you…."

"Hermione, that is gross…"

"No, Ron, it is reality. Now be so kind and get me a drink. We will cover for you, Harry." Harry allowed himself a smile. Yeah, tonight would be the start of a new chapter in his life and why not celebrate that with his lover.

Hp

Upon entering Severus' rooms Harry was in for a surprise. The lights had been dimmed and a table set with two plates, glasses and a chilled bottle of champagne stood off to the side with the magical windows overlooking the lake. Severus glanced up from his book when the portrait swung open and he smiled, saying. "Ah, I wasn't expecting you until much later, didn't feel like celebrating, my brat?"

The Potions Master got to his feet and crossed the distance to the table. Harry's heart warmed at the sight of the prepared dinner but his insides fluttered oddly, he would have to tell Severus right now or his lover would look strangely at him when he didn't want any champagne. "Yeah, didn't feel like celebrating up there in the tower."

Severus poured two glasses of champagne, holding out one for Harry. The expression on his face was one of amusement as he said. "Then we can partake in our own celebration now that you have finished your education."

Harry took the glass but he didn't take a sip. He held the glass in his hand, working up the courage to say something. The moment was now or never.

"Don't like champagne?" Severus sounded a bit worried and a bit of anger was bursting through the velvet voice as ell.

Taking a deep breath, Harry sat the glass down and said. "Actually, I can't have any champagne."

"What is this nonsense? This is certainly new, Potter. Is this another one of your pranks?" One dark eyebrow rose in bemusement through the dark eyes had hardened.

Harry ducked his gaze; he couldn't stand the rejection or disgust he would surely read in the dark eyes he loved. "Not a prank….I am pregnant…"

"You are what?!" The dark voice rose and the sound of a glass slamming down on the table could be heard and Harry glanced up as he repeated the sentence.

"I am pregnant, Severus." The Potions Master was staring at him in shock, his hand still curled around the champagne glass.

Something seemed to snap in the dark eyes and Severus turned away from Harry, placing both his hands on the table and bowed his head, his back rigid and tense. Harry felt it keenly, the rejection. This silence that had fallen between them was far worse then outright rejection.

Much to his horror he felt his eyes burn and he adverted his eyes to the floor, unable to look at Severus. "Are you sure?"

The dark voice was soft and filled with an emotion Harry couldn't place. He glanced up to see Severus looking at him.

He nodded. "Yeah, Madam Pomfrey confirmed it."

"How…how long?" Something else had crept into the strong voice and it shook.

"Two months…"

"That makes it the Easter holidays." Harry only gave a nod, his eyes still burning. He had come to the same conclusion. They had been together since his birthday, hiding it from the other students through some of the staff and the Headmistress knew.

"Who else knows?" Severus had turned back to Harry but the younger male's gaze was still turned to the floor.

"Ron, Hermione, Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall. I found out the morning before I gave you the note."

Ah yes, Severus remembered that morning. Harry had been feeling under the weather for a while yet but he had never gone to the Healing Wing. Granger must have finally pushed him.

"And you knew for all this time and you didn't see it fit to tell me? I believe I should have known that I am going to be a father."

"I didn't want you to reject me." Harry's voice was soft but suppressed with emotions. It was the same old fear again, the fear that never really went away and Harry continued. "I had to focus upon the NEWT's and it was so hard. I wanted to tell you but I was afraid you would turn me away."

"Has it perhaps occurred to you that if you had told me, I could have done something to make it a bit easier on you, such as brewing a potion for the morning sickness? Ah, but that was what was bothering you when I said you were putting on weight, you didn't want me to know." The green eyes lifted to meet his own and Severus was amazed at the depth of misery he saw in Harry's eyes.

His beloved should be happy; this should have been a happy occasion for him. Harry should be happy with the news. His lover was usually so easily at ease and enthusiastic around him. He picked up his wand and pointed it at the champagne bottle; Harry paled a little and asked.

"What are you doing?"

"Changing the bottle of champagne to something you can drink. I don't really want my child to be born drunk, now do I?" Severus glanced to his left and he noticed that a hesitant smile was beginning to form on Harry's lips.

"You would do this for me?" Harry asked.

"Silly brat, of course and much more."

"We are still celebrating the end of my NEWT's?" Harry was walking closer.

"Yes and our new addition. Can't let a fine dinner go to waste like that. Besides just because things like that always happen to you, doesn't mean I have to suffer for it."

"You put me into this mess."

"Who says that I wasn't under the Imperius Curse?"

"Because you can throw that off." Harry was smiling at him and Severus couldn't help but smile back. The bottle that had appeared crashed to the floor and the bemused expression on the Potions Master's face made Harry laugh.

The laughter turned to tears of relief as Harry realized that Severus was pleased, through somewhat shocked. "Harry?"

The Potions Master immediately walked closer, his expression still shocked as he placed his hands on Harry's shoulder to steady the younger male. He felt himself being guided and sat down on the couch, Severus beside him. "My dear brat, what is the matter?"

"I don't know…I just….can't help it…." Harry glanced up through his tears, smiling wildly at the face of his lover. Severus' dark eyes were concerned but warm and then the Potions Master sighed.

"This always has to happen to you, unexpected things like this." Yet one slender hand was resting on Harry's thigh, creeping closer like Severus couldn't really believe the news.

"Trust me; I was surprised as well…" Harry sighed as he rested his head against the strong shoulder beside him. Severus' hand came to rest upon his jumper, hesitating suddenly.

"I am sure. If I had known that this was what you came to tell me then I would have planned the evening differently, not such a long evening…"

"You planned something for tonight? What is it?" Harry peered up into the dark eyes as Severus seemed hesitant suddenly.

"Well since we are sharing….I had planned a dinner and then perhaps a chest game together and then a relaxing bath and then some hours in the bed…'

"Dinner sounds nice, as does the bath but I am too tired to do anything else. Through if you want, you can massage my back but not lying down, it hurts to lie on my stomach." Harry smiled up, glad for his beloved.

"Well we can't have you hurting, now can we? Through I wanted to wait with giving you a present until the night of your graduation but since you honoured me by giving me a present and since it will soon be duty to well, I will give it to you now." Severus rose and Harry frowned, biting his lip again, what did Severus mean?

The older wizard soon returned with a small box which he held out to Harry. Harry glanced up at the dark eyes but they were veiled and the face revealed nothing. He took the box and opened it, his eyes shooting upwards when he saw the silver bond ring.

"Are you…?"

"Proposing, yes." And with those words Severus sank down upon one knee, eyes level with Harry as he asked, his words oddly formal. "Mr Potter, would you considering doing me the honour of becoming my bond mate?"

Harry could only nod breathlessly and as he watched the smile blossom upon the thin lips and he threw himself into Severus' arms for a kiss, knocking them both to the ground and as the slender hand finally slipped underneath his jumper to come and rest upon his abdomen, he knew that something unexpected didn't always have to be a bad thing.

The end

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