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Rise of the Cannonites	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 12612 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Rise of the Cannonites
Pairings: GideonxArthur, BreccxGeorge, ViktorxCharlie and BillxFleur ect.
Summary: a spin off story of 'I did not Sleep with that wizard!' focusing on the Weasley-Prewett family. Tracks the family's rise to fame or is it infamy?
A/n: sorry for the horrendous delay but here it is!

Chapter 10
Her first morning in Lanesbourgh Hall, Greg introduced Mal to the elves properly.
"This is your new mistress, you are to abide by her wishes as if they were mine or Giselle's. This is her house to arrange as she sees fit, if she changes anything it stays changed until she decides otherwise. We'll be returning to school in September and I expect you to keep the house to her wishes."
Their head elf nodded, "Yes master Greg."
"When it comes to holidays she'll no doubt consult you as to family traditions. One of you will be appointed by her to watch our daughter while we are in classes." Greg continued.
Mal leaned into Greg basking in his reflected glory as his wife, wife…
She was just going into her Fifth Year, hadn't even sat her OWLS and she was married with a daughter on the way. She had a family, two fathers who were proud of her, they chose her to be their daughter as well as eight brothers; seven who liked her and a spoilt brat of a sister who was jealous of being usurped.
She also had two sisters by marriage; Giselle and Millie who were fellow Slytherins and had been if not kind then tolerant of her recently.
She'd gained more standing since she and Greg had bet on Potter to win the Tasks…
Maybe now that they were more closely related she might have a friend in Luna Lovegood…
XoooooX
Brecc tugged George to the Floo and they returned to their apartments.
The Veela allure and hormones hadn't sent them into lust over the recently bonded Zabini but it made Brecc extremely desirous of having George.
He had to be gentle because of how close George was to birth.
George banished their finery to the laundry and led Brecc to their bed. Lying on his side so that Brecc's weight would be on his good leg George waited for his bonded.
Brecc kissed him taking possession of his mouth, running his hands over George's body and giving in a little.
George trusted Brecc to restrain himself just enough…
They usually were satisfied with frotting, mutual masturbation or the few times Brecc took and pleasured him with his mouth.
"I want you George…once is never enough." Brecc groaned into his mouth.
George shivered, "I need you…"
Brecc cast charms though he usually preferred to prepare George himself.
George pushed Brecc up against the headboard of their bed and took him inside his body.
Brecc caressed his bonded's back, arse and cock, marvelling in how happy he was.
They moved together gently but eagerly…
George wrapped his arms around Brecc's neck and surrendered even if he was riding.
Brecc lifted his bonded up and down by his hips while rocking into him.
They came together, well almost.
George was very sensitive since he was pregnant. He snuggled into Brecc, "I love you."
"I know…"
Brecc stroked his hair and caressed George's swelling stomach; he would be a father very soon. He wasn't completely used to being a husband and he would be a father…
Thankfully they were both out of school…
Well he had missed revision lessons but he could sit his NEWTs soon…
He was not going to return for a second seventh year like Marcus! Brecc had more pride then that.
A soft snore came from his shoulder.
George was asleep…
The closer he came to birth the more he slept, Brecc was pleased he was trusted so easily.
He adjusted himself so he was lying comfortably back on the pillows and his knee propped up. George snuggled tight to his good side he kissed the messy red curls and closed his eyes.
He was…happy…
XoooooX
Viktor used a few pruning spells to clear up the garden and the yard.
While he was fond of Charlie's house near the Preserve this place was nice too.
Charlie threw open the nursery windows and was bathed in morning sunshine.
Viktor whistled at him and was rewarded with a blush.
Charlie glared at him, "The neighbours will hear."
Viktor laughed out loud, "Not really I added privacy charms to the wards. Nothing we do or say will ever been overheard or viewed against our will. We could make love out on the lawn and no one would know but us."
"Devious Durmstranger." Charlie teased.
"Horny Hogwarts boy." Viktor tossed back.
"Come up here and say that to my face." Charlie smirked.
Viktor Apparated right into the bedroom and pounced on his bonded, "Horny Hogwarts boy of mine."
Charlie groaned, "I wanted to set the nursery up."
Viktor chuckled, "Very well. Nursery first then we can start getting acquainted with this place."
Charlie pushed him playfully, "You're terrible."
They examined the nursery and started to put everything the way Charlie had decided in their previous home. It was smaller this cottage but Charlie didn't care. He didn't plan to stay forever. Just a few years…
XoooooX
Bill was hard at work at Gringotts when he heard his mother-in-law's voice.
"Where is Meester William? I must zee heem."
Apolline sounded somewhat frantic.
Bill rose, crossing the room in three strides and opened the door, "How might I help you la belle-mère?"
"Mon ange is most upset." Apolline began, "She's nesting and her things, le bebe's things are missing."
Bill winced, "Oh…I had hoped that she wouldn't have noticed."
His mother-in-law frowned, "What 'ave yoo done?"
Bill gave her a sheepish look, "I inherited a house and I have been fixing it up so it's worthy of your daughter. I had a sunroom added on and the nursery laid out just the way she wanted. The house had the perfect room."
"'ow 'ave yoo done zis?" Apolline frowned.
"Lady Longbottom owed me a life debt, I told her that I would consider it paid if she would ready the house for Fleur. I was going to gift it to her for a birthday present." Bill said shifting his feet nervously.
Apolline blinked and then clapped her hands, "Zat was most tzoughtful. Ef only Fleur wasn't zo distraught…"
Bill sighed, "I suppose I'll have to gift it to her early if she is so upset…"
Apolline nodded, "A pity, a pregnant panicked Veela is not good."
Bill checked his watch, "I suppose I could take an early lunch…"
"Zhat would be wise." Apolline nodded.
Bill offered her his arm and they made their way to the floos where they flooed from London to Fleur's current home, her birthplace Chateau Silvataine
They were met by weeping house elves that spoke in French to their mistress.
Bill's French wasn't perfect but he got the gist of it.
He left the Receiving Room and made his way to the wing he shared with Fleur.
His beautiful bonded was weeping, normally very composed, he'd heard her described as cold which was far from the truth.
Bill knelt before her and pulled her hands from her face, "3omri."
Fleur was despondent, crying in such quick French he could hardly catch a word.
Bill sighed, "Nothing is wrong, dry your tears. I was trying to gift you with the perfect gift."
"William where are me bebe's things?" Fleur sniffed.
Bill grinned, "You trust me?"
Fleur frowned at him, "What 'ave yoo done?"
Bill sighed, taking out his handkerchief, "Portus."
Immediately they were whisked across the Channel to the sunroom in Shell Cottage.
Fleur gasped, pushing him away from her. "Where iz zis?"
"Happy early birthday." Bill grinned, "Welcome home. This is yours."
Fleur's face was full of confusion as she took in the Sunroom, her eyes scanning the empty easel, the familiar stool, the bassinet in the darkened corner and the familiar chest. "Zis is?"
"It's called a Sunroom or a Solarium, I had it built to paint in. I thought you could paint while Louis slept. You said you wanted to stay at home with Louis until he was old enough to go to school." Bill said nervously. "I thought we could get him a playpen when he's older but you could still keep an eye on him."
"Me bebe's things…ze are 'ere?"" Fleur asked dabbing her face with a handkerchief.
Bill held out a hand, "Come with me."
Fleur clutched her handkerchief in her hand but reached for with her free one.
Bill led her through the house, showing her the library, the kitchens, the parlous, the receiving room, their bedroom and finally the nursery.
He gestured dramatically and the door opened.
Fleur stumbled back, shock crossing her face, "eet iz…magnifique…" her voice drifting into French praise.
Once Fleur had examined the nursery top to bottom, Bill pulled her into his arms, "Welcome home beloved."
Fleur had overcome her shyness with him mostly and kissed him back. "Merci…merci beaucoup William."
"I wanted it to be worthy of you…." Bill said when they broke the kiss. "I maybe grandfather's heir but you deserve your own place."
Fleur laughed, a clear bright sound. "Yoo are too sweet William."
Then Bill let her go to explore their home while he sent one of their elves to prepare a quick luncheon so that he wouldn't get in trouble for tardiness.
XoooooX
Buying nursery things Michael was discovering was less nerve-wracking then arranging a nursery.
Ginny had locked herself in a private room and was tended to by an elf that he had ordered to watch her from the shadows and prevent her from taking any action that might harm his child.
Finally Michael threw up his hands and sent for his mother Gwen, well technically she was his stepmother and his mother's cousin but having lost his own mother Grace at birth Gwen Corner formerly of the House of Ollivander was the only mother he and Stephan had ever known.
Gwen showed up tucking her knitting into her robe, "What do you need Michael?"
Michael gestured at the boxes of shrunken baby things, "I don't know how to arrange in a way that would be workable. I have all the things I think I need and maybe those I don't but I want Michelle's room to be perfect…"
Gwen tostled his hair, "I always knew you'd be a wonderful father, you're so good with your sisters. It's merely a matter of relaxing and considering what works best. I think the crib ought to be near the morning light don't you think? Then the babe will wake naturally with the sun. The changing table should be on the wall to it's right so you can change and dress her for the day."
Michael caught on quickly and hugged her, "Thank you mother."
The woman beamed, "I don't think could be prouder of you if you were born my son…"
Gwen had never treated him and Stephan any differently then her daughters, having moved in after they were born to oversee their care. Eventually affection grew between her and his father who was a pompous git but he was good to his kids and all of his sisters had large dowries.
His mother told him tidbits about parenting and praised him for taking such attention to his daughter's need for a parent.
Not once did she chide him for his daughter's unworthy mother, Rowena knew just how often he wished he'd distained Ginny's advances. Yet, his daughter was a gift and he would treasure her…
Between himself and his mother, Michael arranged a functional and yet lovely garden themed nursery for his daughter.
XoooooX
Ron was absolute furious, he had been bonded against his will to Lavender.
Now to his horror he had to share a residence with Lavender's dog-faced Slytherin cousin Pansy Parkinson.
Lavender was forever humming Celestine Warbeck songs in a croon while she crocheted things for her daughter.
Ron was not claiming that kid!
Lavender giggled, "Isn't it wonderful Pansy? Our daughters will go to school together! Maybe they'll be friends."
"Doubt it," Ron sneered, "so are you bonding to Malfoy dogbreath?"
Pansy flinched, "That is none of your business Weasley."
"Dad says it's to Lord Crabbe." Lavender said beaming.
"Some old guy? You cheated on Malfoy with some old wizard? I knew you snakes weren't trustworthy." Ron crowed.
"My cousin means Vince," Pansy hissed looking up from her own needlework.
"That fat stupid troll who pays more attention to his food then his marks?" Ron asked incredulous.
"Aren't you the boy who spends more time tending to your status as the friend of Harry Potter then your marks?" Pansy tossed back.
"Potter's just jealous of my being with Lavender, he and Hermione turned their backs on me. They deserve one another."
"Potter and Draco left Hogwarts at the same time, I hope they aren't bonded. My Draco wouldn't really join blood with that dirty Halfblood."
"He's not your Draco," Ron sneered, "you're carrying Crabbe's spawn remember? How does it feel knowing that your babies will have trolls' brains?"
"Well you only pass because you make Granger do your work." Pansy retorted.
Lavender clapped her hands, "I think it's time for tea."
Pansy rose, "I think I'll take mine on the terrace. I don't wish to spend anymore time in that socially inept buffoon's company."
"How soon will she be leaving bonded?" Ron sneered.
Lavender flinched, "That is up to father, I don't involve myself with such things."
"The sooner she leaves the better," Ron smirked, "Bonded to Crabbe, isn't just fantastic." He chortled.
Lavender swallowed, "It's been nice having her here. With our mothers both gone, she is my closest cousin. Penelope is so far above me that she barely notices me at all.
"What about your precious Pavarti?" Ron mumbled.
"She's busy preparing for her and Padma's Bondings. Likely they'll bond according to their culture." Lavender shrugged, "I'm hoping that I can be a part of it. I know that Pavarti and Padma are close, so perhaps they would rather be bonded at the same time or be each other's witness. I know that I'm her best friend and that's enough for me. We'll raise our daughter to be friends just like Dean and Seamus would raise their sons."
"You should have bonded to Pavarti." Ron said storming away just as an elf arrived with tea.
Lavender dropped her blanket and buried her face in her hands, "I wanted you." Her shoulders shook with silent sobs.
XoooooX
Since George and his Slytherin were off serving as witnesses, Fred reluctantly gave in and agreed to meet with his grandfather, his adopted father and Angie's father.
"Finally saw some sense?" Lord Johnson asked.
Fred snorted, "Not really, the three of us came to an agreement."
Septimus raised an eyebrow, "The three of you?"
Fred scowled, "Technically it's the four of us but who is counting? Angie doesn't want to be a mum anymore then I want to be a dad. We agreed on that much: she wants to fly and I want to focus on our business. So thanks to George we came up with a compromise."
Lord Johnson's furrowed brow deepened. "What would that be?"
"Angie and I are married on paper. She has a small apartment of her own, while I live above the shop. George and his Slytherin agreed to raise our daughter until we were willing to be parents."
Lord Johnson turned to Angelina, "You agreed to this nonsense?"
Angelina glared, "I don't want to be a mother, I want to fly. I can't be worrying about a baby when I'm working. Fred will be too busy and George offered."
"Young Master Montague is alright with this?" Gideon frowned.
Fred shrugged, "Apparently, they decided raising three infants wasn't much harder then two. I suspect that the babies will sleep in the office and family-loving George will come up to feed them. Unless they leave them to the elves."
"I can't believe you'd do this!" Lord Johnson shook his head.
Angelina fumed, "It's not my fault that some mater creature decided to knock me up. Sure I like Fred but I wouldn't have considered myself the Bonding kind. We'll attend all functions as a couple even if we don't live together. If we're in a passionate mood we'll turn to each other. It's a good compromise."
When Angelina's father and his father-in-law were about to protest, Gideon held up his hand. "I know I'm just here as an observer but I'd like to say that I think their proposal is worth considering. What is the alternative? They don't bond, the child is a bastard and we look like fools for allowing it? As for the child they are parents and they could have left it with us to raise but instead George and Brecc have offered to raise her with their daughters. Considering that Brecc and Fred have no reason to like one another, that Brecc would agree to this proves he is the better man. I do hope you did apologize to the Montagues."
Fred scowled, "I plan on it. I told George if his Slytherin agreed to his proposition then I would."
Angelina smacked the back of his head, hissing, "Watch your mouth!"
Septimus glared, "I will agree to this one three conditions that you do properly apologize to Brecc, treat him with respect for doing you this favour and you sit your NEWTS."
Fred's cowl deepened, "Fine."
Angelina tossed her braids, "What are my 'conditions'?"
"You rent an apartment from Sancus Malfoy, you do not bring any other wizard into your bedroom, you fly for the Cannons for five years, you attend any function you are invited to with Fred always, we don't have any scandals attached to you, no pregnancies during your contract and at the end of that if the Harpies offer for you we'll consider letting you go." Gideon intoned.
Angelina huffed, "Like I would have any reason to break any of those. I already said I would do most of them."
"Then it isn't too strenuous." Septimus declared, "Since we're all in agreement sign the contract." Shaking his head at their stubbornness…
Once the two selfish youths signed, their guardians let out silent sighs of relief.
Their Houses couldn't be embarrassed now…
XoooooX
Colin was slowly getting the hang of being 'Consort of the Manor'…
Seamus' Grandmother Bethne was showing him the ropes, letting him plan the meals and was slowly letting him take the reigns by letting him redecorate the nursery as well as his and Seamus' apartments in their wing at Marcheness.
Since he'd been raised outside the Wizarding World, Colin insisted on using family pieces and relied heavily on Lady Bethne's advice.
He had never had a mother and his dad had always been working…
He had looked after Dennis as best he could but he was still uneasy about this. Bearing a child frightened him; he still didn't understand how a baby could be inside him.
So much time around Muggles…
A part of him resented his father for letting him grow up thinking he was a Muggleborn…
He didn't really understand the situation between Molly, Arthur and his dad. Nor did he want to…
Going from being the oldest of two to a middle child with six elder brothers, two younger sisters who were his age and Dennis was enough to unnerve one.
He blushed thinking about Seamus; his bonded was good to him. They were about a year apart in age; they hadn't really gotten close until well the DA even though Seamus had flirted with him and asked him to the Yule Ball his third year. He thought Seamus was gorgeous, the older Gryffindor wasn't really that tall but he was taller then he was. Given how tall his fathers were, his short stature was quire an enigma, if it wasn't for his eyes and the reddish colour that was coming in now that he wasn't a Creevey anymore you won't believe he was half Weasley.
Seamus was gentle with him and didn't mock him for his fears; Seamus had been raised with one foot in the Muggle world because of his Muggle father and the other in the Wizarding world because of his mother. It helped some but Colin felt so unprepared for this…
He still felt that only girls could be mothers even though he knew his dad had bore him and Dennis.
Now that he understood a bit more, he recognized the strange sensation as 'kicking'. He hadn't understood what he'd been experiencing was until Healer Tonks described it.
A baby…
Their baby, sure he'd looked up to Seamus and fancied him a lot, Seamus was gentle and with him but was their love enough to base a forever relationship on? He was only just turned fifteen…
Seamus was sixteen, they were just kids. How could they be expected to raise Colm up right? How could they manage school and parenting? Seamus was going to be a Sixth Year so he was going to be starting his NEWTS courses while he had his OWLS preparatory work this year.
Colin hid his face in his hands, he didn't want to abandon their baby but how could they do both?
Learning about his parentage made him feel like he didn't even know his dad much less himself.
Last he saw Dennis it didn't seem to bother him, unlike Ron or Ginny who were furious at the whole situation.
The older five had welcomed him, Dennis and Mal kindly. With Charlie and Viktor promising to help Greg and Mal with their future careers. His dad had helped all of them with bonding, even helping Greg gain control of his inheritance. Colin felt guilty about being jealous about all the work his dad was putting into building their family.
Almost as weird as having two brothers who were Head Boys, one a House Captain, two in-laws who were Triwizard Champions, one of which had flown in the Triwizard Cup.
His dad actually went out and bought a Quidditch team…
He hadn't even known his dad knew what Quidditch was until his dad wrote him just before he found out he was pregnant…
Colin was still worried about waking up and finding out this was all a dream…

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
A/N: Btw until I rewrite the first chapter/prologue of 'I did not sleep with that wizard!' I will only be posting it on Aff org and AO3
The Pink Fuzzy Elephant- I'm glad you like it but there are three stories in this series. Snake and Eagle is a prequel in part because it begins prior to 'I did not'.
momoko- Glad you like it. Here is another chapter!
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