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Rise of the Cannonites	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 12614 -:- 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?

Chapter 17
August 12, 1996
Knowing how unhappy Ginny was about being forcibly bonded and still remaining legally under the authority of the House of Corner until she was 25, her siblings sent her gifts that were clearly for her daughter Mishel.
George didn’t care if she hated being pregnant, none of her brothers knew her well enough to know what Ginny actually liked and well she was the one with the worst grades in the family...
Blaise was scheduled to be delivered and since his Brecc had reconnected with Adrian they were expecting to be asked to be godparents to one of Adrian and Blaise’s sons.
George sat with his head leaning on Brecc’s shoulder and his arms cradling his own very pregnant stomach.
It was like an hour before they were dragged in first to meet Adrian’s sons.
Blaise gestured at the first twin who wasn’t feeding anymore, “He needs to be burped I think Nire bihotza.”
Adrian scooped up the infant gingerly and burped him, before using one hand to conjure a chair for Brecc. “Sit.”
Brecc blinked but nodded even as he sat down and set his cane aside.
Then Adrian knelt and put the babe in his arms. “Meet your godson Abrecan Trajan Pucey. We’re going to call him Abry.”

Brecc was quiet for a few heartbeats before whispering, “Abrecan?”
“Yes you prat.” Adrian laughed.
“Sounds a bit like Brecc.” George observed.
“That was the point. It’s an Anglo-Saxon name because Brecc’s is and Trajan because Puceys like names like that.” Blaise threw in his own two sickles.
“So Abry is the firstborn?” Brecc asked quietly.
“Yes. Don’t ask his brother’s name, we agreed not to mention it before telling his godparents.”
Brecc reached out to squeeze Adrian’s arm, “I’m honoured…thank you…”
Adrian coughed, “It’s tradition you know to have a Montague best friend as a godfather.”
Andromeda then appeared, “I’m going to finish his first exam so I’ll be taking him.”
Brecc reluctantly let her take his godson from him before limping to his feet. “We’ll send Draco and Harry in.”
George beamed at them, “You’ve made him very happy.”
“I know.” Adrian said simply.
Brecc was a quiet thoughtful person who was very self-contained like his parents but he had a good heart beneath his Slytherin mask.
Not long after Brecc and George left the delivery room, Draco and Harry entered with clasped hands.
Brecc sat there completely floored; no wonder Adrian wouldn’t tell his sons’ names before today. He had been expecting to be a godparent but not to have a little namesake who was the Pucey heir...
Adrian was a different person with Blaise at his side as his bonded, more relaxed and sure of himself as well they had renewed their childhood friendship but this was beyond his expectations.
Brecc couldn’t even explain his state of shock to his worried parents and George of course didn’t want to spoil the surprise by telling Lady Marsile or Lord Chad himself...
George caught the look of disgust in his father-in-law’s face when a witch arrived and practically trampled Chadwick in her single-minded determination to reach Blaise’s delivery room.
Brecc didn’t seem to notice her appearance at all...
No sooner had the door slammed behind her; Chadwick spat, “Gatria! This can’t end well...”
Draco and Harry soon appeared looking angry, with Draco cursing in French only to be cuffed by his father for his language.
“Sorry father but that woman is horrible!” Draco fumed. “She called my godson a brat!”
Lucius and Chadwick exchanged mutual expressions of loathing.
Not Harry appeared to have understood at all...
When Gatria, Adrian’s mother stormed out of the delivery room, she paused briefly and threw a look of disgust at Brecc’s father before she left.
It wasn’t long before Andromeda returned with one of the Pucey-Zabini twins and called for Brecc’s parents to visit Adrian, Blaise and the boys.
Once they were alone Brecc and Draco exchanged names of their respective godsons before they began bragging about the adorableness of their namesakes...
Brecc and George’s godson was named Abrecan Trajan Pucey while Draco and Harry’s godson was named Enzo Draconian...
It was a while before Brecc’s parents emerged with charm-produced photos of their godsons and by then Brecc had recovered from his shock.
Handing off copies to Draco and Brecc before Chadwick announced, “It’s a good thing that you resumed your friendship with Adrian. If Gatria can’t be bothered to accept her grandsons then as Adrian’s godfather we’re stepping in. I expect you to treat Adrian’s sons as your nephews Brecc.”
Brecc smirked, “I have no trouble with that.”
George nodded, “Me either sir.”
“I am sorry that I haven’t been all that welcoming,” Chadwick said gruffly. “I don’t want to be the sort of in-law that Gatria is...”
George blushed and stammered that it wasn’t that bad, he had of course expected to have to prove himself to Brecc’s parents especially when his own twin was responsible for Brecc’s disability.
Adrian didn’t emerge and so they left the exhausted new parents to catch what sleep they could.
Draco took Harry’s hand and helped him to his feet once more before leading him to his Aunt’s office to floo.
George and Brecc slowly made their way that direction as well.
This was quite the surprise...
XooooooX
Angelina was just finishing her dinner when she felt cramping in her abdomen.
She immediately flooed to St. Mungos where she insisted on being examined...
Angelina was surprised to be going into labour so early but it wasn’t dangerously so, this meant that she could return to Quidditch all the sooner and start the season.
Angelina made her way with gritted teeth via the lift to arrive at the maternity/paternity ward.
Luckily as soon as she stepped off the lift, Angelina spotted a former Gryffindor wearing Mediwitch robes and waved at her.
Aednat McCollum hurried over frowning, “Angelina isn’t it? Are you here to see your brother-in-law’s namesake?”
Angelina winced due to another contraction, “No, I may be wrong but I think I’m in labour...”
Aednat frowned but led her into an exam room where she switched Angelina’s clothing for a hospital robe before checking her. The older witch sighed, “It seems that you are in labour. I’ll go inform Healer Andromeda, is there anyone else i should contact? Your bonded perhaps?”
Angelina let out a snort, “Not yet, better wait until I’m further along. Fred is no more enthused about being a parent than I am.”
Aednat shrugged, “You’re the patient, I will locate Healer Andromeda for you.”
Angelina leaned back to wait, thank Merlin. If she was lucky, Tonks’ mother would clear her to start the season...
XooooooX
In the wee hours of the morning, Brecc was awakened by the arrival of a Montague elf.
He scowled and hissed, “What do you want Canute?”
The elf wrung its hands, “Canute be very sorry to disturb young master but Miss Angie be labouring and Healer be calling.”
Brecc growled, “Fine! We’ll be along shortly.”
Canute bowed and vanished promptly.
Brecc turned to wake George, how selfish of Johnson to go into labour early so she could start the year as a Cannon regular...
George was expected to deliver early so Andromeda was watching his pregnancy like a hawk.
Unlike his bonded’s half-brother Colin, George didn’t seem to worry overmuch about the pregnancy after learning he was expected and they were bonded.
Although Fred’s callous treatment of himself and refusal to face his responsibilities as a sire had caused George some emotional hardship, his Bondmate also had a large amount of guilt in regards to his own disability as a result of Fred shutting him in a Vanishing cabinet as an ill-thought out prank.
Having George as his Bondmate and lover was worth any suffering in Brecc’s opinion...
Yet Brecc didn’t wish to disturb his beloved, unfortunately with Angelina and Fred exhibiting such selfishness, it was up to himself and George to raise their niece...
Brecc sighed and went to wake George so that they could make their way to the nearest floo to their apartment...
XooooooX
To Gideon’s annoyance, he was suffering from insomnia this pregnancy...
With Colin it was hot flashes and during his pregnancy with Dennis, Gideon had suffered from nearly omnipresent nausea.
Despite being pregnant with twins, Arthur had forced himself to accept his pregnancy due to watching how Colin’s panic had a negative impact on his health as well as their grandson’s.
Due to all but Percy, Dennis and now Mark expecting, the newly bonded couple had chosen to keep their mutual pregnancy a secret until later. Colin had already delivered Colm via caesarean while George was expected to do so before September while Angelina, Ginny, Mal and Lavender were due before the end of September. Despite being the eldest Bill and Charlie were due to become parents far later, in November if Gideon remembered correctly. His godparents had agreed to let them inform their children after their grandchildren delivered safely...
It was so strange to be pregnant at the same time as most of their children.
The sudden appearance of their head elf Pant set Gideon on edge.
He glanced up from his Cannons paperwork and barked, “What now? Did Andromeda have to deliver George’s girls?”
Pant shook his head, “No master, it be Master Fred’s girl Angie. Miss Angie be labouring and Healer Andromeda be calling.”
Gideon sighed; it was so like his selfish daughter-in-law to be delivered to early so she could dump her parental responsibilities on poor George. Well, better George than her best friend Alicia. He had promised that she could fly once she passed her physical; he just had been expecting her to give birth so soon...
Reluctantly, Gideon and Arthur rose to dress before heading to their office floo.
XooooooX
Charlie lay spooned in Viktor’s arms cradling his stomach in his own arms, only to wake abruptly due to having to pee.
Rather than moving, Charlie chose to use a spell to empty his bladder and closed his eyes.
Only to have their elf Lidia appear before he could fall asleep again.
“What do you want?” Charlie asked her in quiet Russian.
His voice woke Viktor who held him closer.
The Krum elf responded that Fred’s bonded was in labour and they were called for.
Viktor reluctantly helped a pregnant Charlie rise and dress.
They weren’t looking forwards to dealing with Fred or his equally selfish Bondmate Angelina.
Yet they were bound by familial duty to appear in time for the birth even if they were disgusted with Fred and Angelina’s behaviour.
The very idea of their having to stomach their company would not improve their summer...
Reluctantly they made their way to get dressed and head to the hospital.
XooooooX
Fred missed George; it was disconcerting that George kept so much from him! They were identical twins, they were supposed to naturally know everything about each other and George had blocked him out of his mind, his life...
Montague, why him? Out of all of the wizards, why would his twin like him of all people?
Sure Montague was intelligent, tied for top marks in their year but he was built like a monstrous bear and had even attacked Katie during a Quidditch Match.
Montague was one of Umbridge’s Inquisitors for Merlin’s sake!
It had to be a spell; George couldn’t possibly be so secretive naturally...
If it weren’t for George’s presumed daughters with Montague then his family wouldn’t have approved the bonding.
The appearance of an elf in the apartment above the shop interrupted his half drunken meandering thoughts...
“What?” Fred growled.
‘Miss Angie be calling for you. Healer be saying Miss Angie be in labour.”
Fred cursed; he dug out a sobering potion and cast a refresher charm on himself.
The child was on their way and duty called...
XooooooX
They all arrived relatively soon after being sent for...
The Weasleys had effectively taken over the waiting room and part of the corridor.
Fred was scowling and looked exhausted, Gideon noticed the red eyes and smelt liquor on his breath which he did inform both Lady Cedrella and Septimus about.
So Fred was lectured and cuffed upside the head by his grandmother.
When Aednat, a former Gryffindor and Andromeda’s assistant poked her head out to inform them that Angelina was expected to deliver within the next two hours, Brecc rose and limped towards her to ask when Blaise had spent the night.
Aednat gave him a room number and Brecc limped off, leaning heavily on his cane.
He opened the door and limped in.
Adrian frowned, “What is the matter?”
Brecc gasped, “Johnson went into labour a few hours ago. Fred finally decided to let the family know. Andromeda said she’s progressing faster now. Shouldn’t be more than two hours…”
That wasn’t the entire truth but Brecc didn’t want to air the entire sordid situation even to his best friend.
“How many doors down?” Blaise asked tiredly, still trying to wake up fully from the sleeping draught and deal with the lingering ache from his surgery yesterday.
“Down two doors and across the corridor.” Brecc said briskly.
Adrian and Blaise nodded.
“Do you want me to stay with you?” Adrian asked.
“If it’s not too much to ask...” Brecc said nervously.
Blaise sat up gingerly, “Give Brecc two of our bottles. Hopefully, Johnson will send them milk at least until George gives birth.”
“Given her innate selfishness, I’m not holding my breath.” Brecc said accepting the offered bottles before he turned to head back down the corridor.
At least he had Adrian right? Even George had a hard time being around his twin and preferred to avoid him.
Fred’s apology to himself had been insincere and reluctantly given with no eye contact on Fred’s part.
How could someone look so much like his George and yet be so different...
Adrian walked past them carrying Blaise and his twins soon after Brecc returned to his seat beside George.
Adrian was strong, not as strong as Brecc though, well Brecc before his splinching incident.
Adrian seemed more relaxed and sure of himself than he had been previously.
Brecc had ordered a practice doll to fulfil his treatment prescription from Healer Ted to assure himself that he wasn’t a danger to his daughters. George had helped him practice taking cared of a charmed doll that mimicked the needs of a newborn infant and could be restarted if needed to practice more.
It was proof of the trust that their families had for them that Brecc with his injury and George’s presumed irresponsibility that they would be allowed to raise their daughters and Fred’s together.
When Adrian returned, he joined Brecc who was sitting nervously with George and had his arm around George’s waist.
Brecc’s knuckles were white where they gripped his cane.
They all knew to their annoyance that Angelina’s body was just as keen to be rid of the infant as the former Head Girl was herself…
Less than two hours after Brecc limped into Blaise’s room in the Maternity/Paternity Ward, Andromeda exited with the babe.
It was wrapped in a lavender blanket and they could see caramel skin and a tuft of auburn hair.
George held out his arms, “Clary…”
Andromeda handed the baby girl to her paternal uncle who rocked her.
“Welcome to the world Clarine…” George held her between his heart and his rounded stomach.

Brecc caressed her cheek, “When can she come home?”
Andromeda nodded, “She’s very healthy, it’s safe to take her. Since you’ve already received custody papers for her, there can’t be any complaint. Breastfeeding is the healthiest for infants but George has yet to give birth.”
“We’ll accept milk from either Blaise or Johnson until George’s comes in, perhaps having Clary will help stimulate his milk.” Brecc said gruffly.
Clary let out a mewling sound not unlike a kitten’s, so Brecc fished a bottle out of the bag from Adrian and tapped it with his wand testing it on his forearm with surprising fluidity before handing it to George.
George rocked her gently while giving her a bottle; there was something far gentler about George when he was separated from Fred and away from the pitch.
Brecc pulled out an infant carrier, that wasn’t unlike the one Adrian had carried Abry and Enzo home in, he strapped onto George’s chest and secured Clary in it before he exchanged a kiss with his bonded.
“Let’s go home.” George said with a gentle smile even as he stroked Clary’s down-soft hair.
Adrian followed them to Andromeda’s office and the family who had assembled for the birth returned home.
It was rather sad that neither Angelina nor Fred wanted such an adorable baby girl as Clary so they treated her as if she was nothing but an unwanted burden.
That just meant that the rest of extended Weasley-Prewett family would have to step in to look after Clary.

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
A/N: Anyone interested in more of Dean and Pavarti can read Fire-burnished Golden Ties.
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