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Chapter 38 Treasured Discoveries

The next morning Ron woke curled at the bottom of Harry and Draco's large bed with no memory of how he had come to be there. The two lovers were curled around each other lovingly, still sleeping peacefully, Malfoy's right hand resting lightly on the Gryffindor's belly through his pajamas. He moved to crawl out of the bed, surprised when Draco reached out with his other hand to grab him by the wrist, his gray eyes opening slowly to focus on Harry first, then him.

Draco smiled; his eyes soft with sleep as he released him, shocking him further when he leaned in close to place a brief kiss on his forehead before turning his attention back to Harry.

"Good morning, Ron."

"Good morning, Draco," he said, moving back to his side of the room and behind the curtain to dress for the day.

Draco kissed Harry's forehead, then his mouth, smiling, laughing softly when Harry groaned and stretched in reaction, blinking open his sleepy soft emerald eyes as his lips curved into a smile, staring up at him happily.

"Good morning, Harry love."

"Mmm… Morning, Draco.. I love you."

"I love you, too, baby. I was thinking. It's Saturday. Why don't the three of us go into Hogsmeade together? We could do some shopping for the baby. What do you think?"

"It sounds wonderful, Dray. Let's go."

"I thought you might like the idea."

Draco laughed; smiling indulgently as Harry once again gasped softly, his green eyes wide with excitement as he tugged the Slytherin behind him by the sleeve of his robes into a tiny shop in Hogsmeade by the name, according to the comical, magically animated sign, The Wiggly Wand Of Wanda, Ron rolling his eyes in amusement as he followed them inside. A large woman with short, reddish blonde curly hair came out of the back from behind the sale's counter, her expression open and friendly as she studied the three of them curiously, holding out her big hand to Draco, sensing somehow that he was the Protector of the other two males.

"I'm Wanda," she said, smiling as Draco shook her hand with a nod. "Welcome to the Wiggly Wand. Is there anything I can help you find?"

Draco shook his head, putting his arm around a practically bouncing Harry's shoulders, squeezing gently to try to calm him a little. "I'm Draco Malfoy. That's Ron Weasley. And this," he said, nodding in Harry's direction with a smile. "Is Harry Malfoy-Potter, my mate. I think he just wants to look around. We're having a baby, so we needed to do some browsing for gifts and necessities. I think we've been in every shop on the street but yours."

Harry blinked, squirming against Draco's side slightly, eager to look around the shop's overflowing shelves for treasures for the baby. "Alright, Harry," Draco said, releasing him from his one armed embrace after kissing his soft black hair tenderly. "Have fun, and be careful, love."

He was surprised when Harry giggled, going up on tiptoe to kiss Draco's cheek before bouncing over to the large store window excitedly.

"Congratulations on your baby," Wanda said, watching Harry with a smile.

"Thank you," Draco said, watching Ron wander off among the shelves. "We are very happy."

Harry practically squealed with excitement at something that he had found in the window, probably whatever he had seen from outside that had made him want to come inside. "Draco, you've got to come see this!"

The Slytherin smiled at Wanda, rolling his eyes at his lover's actions in amusement, moving to join him where he stood by the window and slipping an arm around his shoulders before turning his attention to whatever had caught his mate's eye.

Sitting in the window, surrounded by a perfect-circle of fresh and fragrant, stemmed white lilies, was a pure white stuffed dragon about the size of a thestral colt. Draco glanced at Wanda when she came over as well, but she showed no signs of protest when Harry reached out a hand to touch it. The dragon's skin was clearly something special, as it had a slightly metallic sheen, and the white hair on the tip of the long tail and the lion like mane around its neck almost glittered like tiny fireflies.

"It's so soft.." Harry said almost reverently. "What is it made out of?"

"Dragon scales," Wanda answered him. "Procured from a large, white male that had died of old age. And white and cream satin cloth to form the body, stuffed with common cotton. The hair is unicorn. A gift from a beautiful mare that I visit whenever I take a day off from running the shop. I just completed it and placed it in the window yesterday."

"You made this?" the Gryffindor asked in astonishment.

"Yes."

"It's beautiful..."

"Thank you." "You're welcome. Draco?.."

"Yes, baby?"

"I'd really like to have this for the baby.. I think she'd really like it."

"How much?" the Slytherin inquired of Wanda.

"Oh. Are you sure? With materials and the labor hours, it's not exactly cheap.."

"Money is not an issue," Draco said in answer. "My baby and babies deserve only the best that I can give them."

They had already decided between them that they would use the money in Draco's vault to buy everything that they needed, including supplies for their last year of schooling next year, reserving the money in Harry's vault for emergencies.

"Very well, then," Wanda said approvingly. "Pippa."

A tiny female house-elf appeared with a loud pop at her call, unusually wearing a small yellow sundress. "Yes, Mistress?"

"Would you please wrap up the dragon for Mr. Malfoy and his husband while they continue to shop?"

"Of course, Mistress."

"Hey, Harry!" Ron called out from somewhere in the back of the shop as Pippa moved to pick up the dragon carefully and take it behind the counter to be wrapped for them to take with them when they left. "You probably want to come see this!"

Harry giggled again, taking Draco by the hand with a wide grin, tugging his husband after him as he bounced off to find what Ron had discovered hidden among the shelves in back of the shop. When they found the redhead he pointed to something next to himself. Sitting there, where Ron had obviously cleared away some of the junk around it with his wand, on a wide, thick base made of black wood that just reached Harry's hip height, was a large, silver black clamshell that has swirls of silver, emerald green, deep purple and deep pink swirling over it's dark surface in a show of light as they watched in awe.

"Wow.." Harry breathed softly. "What is it?"

"I don't know," Ron admitted. "I thought you might, being a.. you know."

"No one knows what it is," Wanda said, coming from the front of the shop to join them near the shell. "It's been here for years and years. It's beautiful, of course, though I've never seen it swirl like that. The only thing that I do know about it is that the shell is made entirely of pure, black pearls."

Harry blinked, nodding as he reached out with both hands to touch it, curving his palms around the sides of the shell's smooth, cool surface, slightly startled, releasing it and stepping back when a sift hissing sound came from within the shell's depths. As they watched, a thin-line appeared on the shell that had been solid before the Gryffindor had touched it, the top half of the shell lifting up and away from the bottom half until it came to rest leaning back against the shelf behind it. The bottom half of the shell's insides was lined with a soft, deep purple velvet, while the top was lined with a deep pink of the same material. The whirling sound came again, and a concealed compartment in the top half of the shell slid open, a black wood stick-like thing coming from within, a slight click sounding as another part came out of the end of it with it's wooden tip pointing down towards the bottom of the shell in a graceful, black wood arc shaped somewhat like the lowered neck of a swan as it grazed for grass with it's beak.

Next came soft popping noises as small, magically animated crystal figures appeared hanging from many silver strands of something that looked like twisted hair in the middle of the arc of black wood in a wide circle. There was a tiny, delicate silver gray clam shell much like the larger one that it was inside, two shimmering seahorses, one light pink and one sunny yellow, two fish, sky blue and a seaweed green, two salmon colored starfish, and finally, two clear crystal sand dollars. The mobile started to spin in a slow circle, the quiet, soothing sound of underwater bubbles filling their ears.

"Is.. is that what I think it is, Draco?.." Harry asked softly as he stared unblinkingly at the shell.

The Slytherin moved back to stand behind him, slipping his arms around his mate's waist gently, holding him close against his chest and placing his chin on Harry's shoulder as he answered him. "It must be, baby.."

Daniel swam along the hallways in the Atlantean Palace, entering the Throne Room and the Audience Chamber and approaching the Thrones quickly with a flick of his strong light blue tail and a swirl of his sandy brown hair from the momentum when he came to a stop with his head bowed respectfully as he waited to be acknowledged by his King and his Consort.

King Neptune and his Mate, Jason, were talking in a murmur of low voices, Jason's hand resting on the King's forearm lightly as Neptune laughed warmly at something that his lover of centuries had said to him before turning his attention to Daniel.

"Yes, Dani?"

"I am sorry to interrupt, my King," he explained quietly. "But.. The Shell Cradle has been found."

Neptune instantly became more serious at this information. "Not at all, Dani. The Shell has been activated?"

"Yes."

"Did you manage to get a read on its location?"

"Yes, my King."

"Where is the Shell Cradle now?"

"England."