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Rise of the Cannonites	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 12612 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters. I am just having fun with them and I don't make money that way.

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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?

Chapter 12
July 27, 1996
Lavender was nibbling at huge platter of fresh fruit that Sage procured from somewhere, ignoring Ron’s disgust as he shovelled bacon, ham, sausage and fried potatoes in his mouth.
Sorrell finished his own toast and jam before rising, “Father may I floo to spend the day with Elijah?”
“Oh yes of course…” her father said absently as he set down his Daily Prophet and picked up the Quibbler that he usually skimmed since few decent articles could be found in it before or since Potter’s interview last fall.
Lavender was surprised when he addressed her, “Lavender, didn’t you write that Ronald was close friends with Harry Potter?”
Lavender frowned, setting down her pear, “Yes father but they haven’t written all summer.”
“Harry’s jealous because he’s got no one and Hermione thinks she’s good enough for a pureblood.” Ron said with a mouth full of food.
“I wouldn’t say he has no one.” Lavender’s father smirked, “It says right here that he’s bonded, to Malfoy no less.”
Ron’s reaction was to sputter and spray food everywhere.
Sorrell glared at him rising, “I’ll be leaving now, excuse me.”
Linden snorted at Ron’s lack of manners, “No wonder your family wanted sell you to me rather then buy my daughter to join their family.”
“It’s all my slutty uncle’s fault.” Ron snarled taking a vicious bit of his bacon. “Harry would never marry a Malfoy, I’ve told him for years that Slytherins are filthy, slimy untrustworthy snakes and that he should steer clear of them.”
Linden chuckled almost vindictively, as he opened the paper so Ron could get a proper look at the front page.
On it was Harry curled up on a settee with Draco Malfoy each holding an impossibly tiny baby who looked like them, not that one could see clearly with the photo being black and white.
Sitting opposite them was a beamed pregnant Luna Lovegood…
“It has to be an elaborate hoax.” Ron growled. “Harry maybe a naïve fool but he wouldn’t end up with Malfoy. He’s supposed to marry Ginny, everyone else knows it.”
“Well apparently Harry Potter missed the memo if he’s bonded to the Malfoy heir and given him heirs to both the Malfoy and Potter line.” Lavender’s father said dryly.
“If that’s why Harry backed off as a friend because I’ve been watching Lavender…ugh maybe he liked me and when he realised I wouldn’t like him like that he went after Malfoy. How could this happen? Harry will not stay bonded to Malfoy; he’ll have to get divorced…soon. Probably only married because the babies but they don’t have to stay married. He’d be better off without him.” Ron took off fuming. “He’s probably counting down until he can turn Harry over his master You-Know-Who…
Linden handed the paper to Lavender, “Pansy might be interested. I know she doesn’t get the Quibbler and I doubt Crabbe does either.” Then he was off to the Ministry.
Ron’s temper was legendary and well, Lavender had the good sense to get out of the way.
XooooooX
Mal had started subscribing to Luna’s Quibbler when the Daily Prophet went to the crups and started printing vicious diatribes about Harry Potter.
Most of it was nonsense but every once in a while there was an article worth reading.
She blinked at the Article entitled Harry Potter’s married.
She reached over to grab Greg’s sleeve, “Greg!”
“What’s the matter?”
Mal read the article out loud because Greg wouldn’t be able to read it properly.
By the time she finished, Greg laughed.
Mal frowned, “What is so funny?”
“So Draco finally married his Potter? That Lilithean was an angel in disguise. Giselle is bonded to her Millie, we’ve got each other and Draco bagged his Potter. Twins and non-identical twins at that; I didn’t know Draco had it in him. Good for him, no wonder Lucius was so calm about helping us defect he already had.” Greg smirked, “We’ll have to write a letter of congratulations. Slytherin will be turned on its ear. The only trouble there might be would be from the Carrows…”
“You think Pansy will bit her tongue?”
“You know she really didn’t care for Draco like we care for each other, Vince is a good guy. He’ll make her happy if she doesn’t take the news badly.” Greg shrugged. “I think everyone in my year in Slytherin aside from well Theo, Daphne, Tracey and maybe Elaine is bonded now. Vince has Pansy, Blaise is with Adrian only a blind person wouldn’t know that, Draco has Po…Harry and I’m with you. Daphne is probably still crying her eyes out at over Blaise, why she had to fall for him when he’s ice around her I’ll never known. Theo’s a Hufflepuff at heart, Tracey is strange and Elaine just keeps to herself.”
“You think that our House will accept us?” Mal frowned.
Greg snorted, “They better because you’re my bonded and the mother of my daughter. You’re the adopted daughter of Lord Prewett and the granddaughter of Lord Weasley. You’re not the same kid they used to bully and now I’ve got no reason to ignore it.”
Mal kissed him lightly, “I hope you don’t have to use Muggle methods Greg.”
Greg threw an arm around her slim shoulder, “Why would I?”
“Because using magic outside of class is a one-way ticket to detention and well, our daughter wouldn’t want to be known as the daughter of a wizard who hexed himself into a suspension.” Mal said warningly.
“Good thing I’ve got you to keep me on the right path.” Greg chuckled lightly.
XooooooX
Pansy had ordered her personal elf Izzy from Macclesfield to pack all of her personal possessions and have them moved to Vince’s home. She had moved in yesterday at lunch, once she had her nursery here situated then she would worry about the one at Hogwarts.
She nearly choked on her lemon tea when Lavender appeared sputtering, “Pansy, oh dear. The Quibbler has another interview with Harry. Ron had to be sedated, he went nuts.”
Pansy snatched it from her, “Potter got married? To Draco?”
Vince snorted, “Somehow I’m not especially surprised. He’s been obsessed with Potter forever. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was so a porcupine Fourth Year because he was falling for Potter. He has always watched him with a funny look and they have had the weirdest connection, almost a sixth about where the other is.”
Pansy might have realised she didn’t have the right sort of feelings to be Draco’s wife but for him to have chosen Potter, a Halfblood over herself galled.
She was from a rich pureblood titled family and she was Draco’s social equal…
What did Potter have? He was a Gryffindor and best friends with the Mudblood Granger, he was the Dark Lord’s natural enemy. How could Draco’s father allow this?
“Pansy?” Lavender squeaked, “Are you alright?”
Pansy closed her eyes, “I’ll have to be.”
“You must excuse her, her father planned for her to be Lady Malfoy.” Vince shrugged.
Lavender paled, “I thought you two were friends, I didn’t realise. I only came because Ron’s gone nuts because father thought it was interesting news to read at the breakfast table.”
Pansy set down her teacup with a soft clatter and began taking steadying breaths.
Draco hadn’t trusted her…
They’d known one another since Draco was born and he didn’t ask her to be his witness or one of his sons’ godparents…
It hurt, granted her expectation of being Lady Malfoy was probably annoying but she’d thought they were partners and comfortable with one another.
If she really was Draco’s friend then she would have to raise her sons to be friends with his…
Pansy peeked to read the names.
Scorpius Aurelian Malfoy and Orion Lucian Potter.
The names were very Black and Malfoy but not so much Potter…
Pansy had a little over a month to come to terms with and accept Potter as Draco’s bonded.
It wouldn’t do to appear contentious and hurt when she didn’t even love Draco as more then a dear friend.
She had to mourn the loss of a childhood dream and not a failed romance, better the former rather then the later or else she might end up a vicious harpy and she really didn’t want to.
XooooooX
After being sent a copy of Harry’s issue of the Quibbler last year by the twins, well it was likely George Bill had taken up a subscription.
Much to Fleur’s bemusement, she preferred to get her news from the Franciscan Herald.
Bill had a habit he took from his father about reading his paper with a big cup of coffee.
Fleur was humming a French Lullaby while sketching and nibbling on rye toast that their house elf had prepared for her.
Her father looked after the business end of the vineyard while her mother surprisingly enough liked to tend the grapes herself when she wasn’t chasing him down to Gringotts.
Bill choked on his coffee while he accepted the paper from the post owl.
“Willyam?” Fleur frowned setting down her quill, “What iz wrong?”
“It’s Harry, Gabrielle will be so disappointed. He’s gotten bonded…” Bill coughed.
He’d had to miss most of his siblings’ Bondings because the goblins wouldn’t give him time off. It would explain the funny look when someone mentioned Harry…
His ‘I’ve got a secret’ look that Bill knew so well…
Fleur frowned, “Leetle ‘arry? ‘e iz bonded?”
Bill tilted the paper so she could read it, “With babies.”
Fleur looked faint, “But ‘e iz only a boy…”
“It must have something to do with that Lilithean Uncle Gideon and Grandfather have been talking about that made most of my brothers expectant parents. George and Colin are going to give birth before September and I’m not sure when my sisters will. As for Ron and Fred’s girls…” Bill shrugged.
“Yoor family is growing…” Fleur said caressing her own swelling belly. “Zhey weel all go to school at ze same time, not like me and Gabrielle…”
“I didn’t attend at the same time as my younger siblings either, I was Head Boy when Fred and George started and Charlie graduated before Ron started.” Bill chuckled.
“Well we can have more children if you want, I know Louis wasn’t planned and he put a hold on your plans. I just want you to be happy.”
Fleur giggled in French, “I don’t care about a job, I only started at Gringotts because you were there. I thought after I saw you before the Third Task that maybe, just maybe we were mates. I don’t need to work; I can always handle business affairs here in Britain. It would make Maman happy if I took an interest in the vineyard. I can work on my own terms; look after Louis and paint when I please. Perhaps, I’ll see about using the garden to grow fruit that we don’t have at home. Fruit flavoured wines are getting popular and I can see about raising blackberries for the merlots for example.”
Bill had had a crash course in French and was getting better but he wasn’t completely fluent, “Whatever makes you happy darling, I’ll support your choice.”
XooooooX
While Brecc didn’t take a subscription to the Quibbler, George did.
He opened up the paper and read it in bed while sitting against the headboard.
The best thing about being self-employed and in charge of product development was that George could set his own hours. The fewer the better the longer he was pregnant, especially when he was forbidden from brewing. Besides, they had plenty of product most of which they hadn’t sold a large amount of at Hogwarts just enough to wet the appetites of their fellow schoolmates.
If he or Brecc wanted to sleep in they could, after all with one shop well it wasn’t as if they had to worry too much about.
Fred and Verity ran the floor after all and saw to the customers.
Thank Merlin too because he just wasn’t the people person Fred was, he was good at pretending he was but he much preferred his lab.
George had an odd quirk when it came to the papers; he read it from the back to the front page.
Likely a habit of having to read it across the table from his dad or having to fight for it, when his older brothers still lived at home he was usually the fourth person to read it. Fred never bothered aside from the sports page and neither his mother nor his younger siblings cared about news.
Except when his mother read the paper the morning after the Riot, you’d think she actually gave a damn after that display but it was all window dressing for Harry.
Brecc was just starting to stir when George finally reached the front page to see a beaming Luna seated with Harry, Draco and their boys.
George sighed loudly, “Of course they couldn’t go back without saying anything but really, the Quibbler?”
It was a semi-legitimate news periodical, that had published an interview with Harry before regarding the death of Cedric the ponce Diggory and the Rebirth of You-Know-Who.
Sure they’d made a dent in You-Know-Who’s circle by derailing its attacks in Hogsmeade, Godric’s Hallow, Tinworth and Diagon Alley but it wasn’t as if they had vanished as a threat. Likely the only reason no one attacked in Yorkshire was because the Goyles lived there and didn’t want any damage to their property.
Then again, how like the Malfoys to make such a splash but with an unusual medium…
George hoped that both Harry and Draco knew that they were doing…
XooooooX
Micheal was eating breakfast with his family.
His dad had the Daily Prophet, the useless gossip hound rag that had its stories handed to them by a Ministry person who likely had the same mindset as Umbridge.
Micheal wouldn’t be surprised if she practically wrote some of that garbage and then force-fed it to the reporters.
Sure he was smart enough to keep his head down but he had joined the D.A. and he’d taken what he’d learned to teach his brother Stephan, his best friend Terry Bott and that prat Anthony Goldstein who had such a high opinion of himself you would think he had Granger’s marks instead of being somewhere in the late teens to early twenties in marks. There was another boy in their dormitory, Kevin Entwhistle but he like Stephan preferred books to people.
He dabbed his mouth his serviette and then picked up his Quibbler, he’d only taken it to read the interview and to get a copy you needed to order a year’s subscription.
Micheal took one look at the headline and the picture for the lead story.
Rowena’s diadem!
Potter was bonded…
To Draco Malfoy no less…
Oh that would infuriate Ginny.
She’d pissed him off but he wasn’t really in the mood for another scene, Michael wondered absently if he should inform her so she didn’t do anything horrendous at Hogwarts.
Sure he wasn’t Potter’s friend or anything but he did want to protect him from Ginny’s obsession even if his family had taken on the two life debts the Weasley owed him and the contract had included the possibility of one child being given to Potter.
Michael wasn’t giving up Ginny’s firstborn because Mishel was his…
He loved her even if he hadn’t officially met her…
How he would broche the topic of the life debts Michael hadn’t a clue but he couldn’t give up Mishel, it would kill him. He might never have a partner who loved him or respected him but he wanted to be a dad…
Rowena knew he was young, he probably still had a lot of growing up to do but he had to do right by Mishel because no one else would.
XooooooX
Charlie was tending the unicorns, while he hadn’t taken over as groundskeeper he had begun phasing out Hagrid’s duties regarding the various magical creatures at Hogwarts.
He was surprised when he heard a roar of rage coming from Hagrid’s hut- well cabin now.
Charlie made his way over to Hagrid’s cabin, “Hagrid?”
Once the irascible half-giant who had serious difficult recognising dangerous creatures as dangerous had been hired as the Care of Magical Creatures professor, he’d apparently paid to have his hut remodelled into a cabin giving him more space. Since Charlie was living in Hogsmeade and as an expecting wizard, he hadn’t wanted to toss the older wizard out when the place just wasn’t big enough.
“Married ter a Malfoy? Harry why? How could ya? He tried ter get me fired! I thought ya hated the git.” Hagrid was bellowing and Charlie could hear him due to the windows being open.
Charlie snorted, he’d known for a while about Harry and Draco being bonded with children.
Merlin, it had been a shock but George had told him privately so he would kick up a fuss because Harry was George’s other witness since Fred and Lee were being moronic about George being with Montague.
You’d think being the elder twin would make Fred the more mature out of the two; wait Fred was born first wasn’t he? It was hard to be sure actually…
Apparently Harry hadn’t come for a visit after his visit to the castle the other day…
Charlie knocked on the door, “Hagrid you alright in there?”
“Go ‘way, you lot can’t be trusted.” Hagrid hollered back, “You think yer so special coming in and takin’ me job.”
Charlie sighed, “Hagrid I bet you know more about the magical creatures who live at Hogwarts or in the Forbidden Forest then most people but really as long as you can’t use a wand and don’t have NEWTS you really shouldn’t be teaching.”
"I dinna kill that Ravenclaw! I dinna deserve ter be locked in Azkaban! Almost lost me job twice cause of me mum. Like she had much ter do with me raising, she left when I were a wee thing. Everyone thinks its fine ter bully the halfbreed including those students…really Harry how could ja bond ter Malfoy?” Hagrid sounded a bit broken as he burst into wall shaking sobs.
Since Hagrid didn’t seem to want comfort, Charlie headed into the forest to check on the unicorns and to talk to the centaurs…
The later would know all of the creatures in the Forest and where they might be found…

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
staar - even in canon he's an ass. No one deserved him really. He strikes me as the abusive drunk type. Poor Lavender indeed, even if Ron's horrible she'll still have people like Pansy and Pavarti to lean on even if they have happy marriages. They'd invite her out for girls nights or on special holidays or something. If Ron turns out to be a shitty dad I'm sure that Dean, Seamus or even Vince would take up the slack just because Lavender is a nice person. I am not sure how involved her brother Sorrell would be as an uncle, he really doesn't like Ron.

Anon - With a horrible husband like Ron she really does need all the support she can get. It would have been easy if Lavender and Michael did like one another, unfortunately life isn't perfect. Relationships between mature persons and immature persons don't always work well, I am trying to make the relationships realistic. If Pansy and Vince are the stereotypical Head Cheerleader/Football star then their relationship makes sense in a weird way. Haven't pinpointed the exact stereotype for Ron/Lavender or Michael/Ginny, I am becoming fond of Michael and Lavender so I really feel bad about their love lives at present.
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