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Chapter 137

February 25th

Devon's POV

"Wakey wakey!" The sound of my very annoying roommate wakes me up. "I'm up" I groan but that doesn't stop him as he begins shaking me like the hyper child he is. "Simonnnnnn" I shout sitting up as he pulls away with his goofy smile.

"You're lucky you're adorable" I grumble sliding off of the bed. "You too, or else nobody would like you" he jokes as I roll my eyes going for my robes. "And why is that?" I ask getting a snicker. "You're short with an attitude" he answers truthfully... sadly.

I dress in the room and blush when I catch Simon staring at me. I understand I'm not as fit as him, but he doesn't need to stare at me. "Are we still going to do something for Asher when he comes back next week?" Simon reminds me of the very important date that I promised myself I would write down.

"Well of course" I laugh fidgeting with my tie. "I just don't know what" I huff hooking his arm with mine. It didn't last long because the poor tall dude was literally bending over. Instead, I just grabbed his robe sleeve and dragged him along with me, right out of the common room.

"We could make him something, or get him a gift of some sort- he doesn't like attention so no party" Simon starts listing things as I nod along.  I lose my footing suddenly and Simon's robe is torn from my grip as I fly forward using my arms to try to stay up.

"Watch it shorty" I hate that voice.  "Nott" Simon sizes him up, well more like looks down on him.  "Hey, beanstalk" Tucker smirks tapping Simons's jaw. "I told you only Devon calls me that" He hisses at him.

I stare from my spot at the ground. I hate this why am I like this. Why are they both so hot? Why can't I be normal? Hands pull me from the ground and I look back to see two other Slytherin that I didn't recognize.

"Look what we got here" "so you're the short thing Tucker doesn't stop talking about" the both of them snicker and I go into a panic. "Leave me alone" I groan trying to shove them off of me. "Stop" I continue grumbling as they both pull me back.

"Simon!" it was barely a squeak, their grip on me starting to hurt. "Awee is the fag going to cry to his boyfriend" one of them mocks as I struggle, still trying to get away. "Do you need him to make everything better... pathetic" the other one continues.

Only then did Simon and Tucker stop fighting. "Let go of him!" Simon shouts running over to us. I frantically tried to grab for him only to get my arms pulled back again. Yes I'm bullied but it's never been this bad and I was genuinely scared.

"Look at that your boyfriend has come to save you, can't do anything without him" one whispers in my ear. I look down and just stop struggling. This is humiliating. I've always been taught to be kind and I don't know the slightest thing about self-defense. If I had something I would be going off on these people as quickly as I could, but I have nothing. I can't reach my wand.

"Let him go!" Simon reached for me trying to pry me out of their grip. It was a big struggle between the three boys and I just looked down embarrassed. "Idiots! Let him go!" Tucker shouts making the boys freeze.

"What the fuck? Why!" One of them grows angry while the other let's go. "Wait yeah why are we letting the fag go?" The other grabs me again. Tucker snaps to shut them up. "Let him go now" he sneers and they do as they're told.

It didn't take me a second before I ran past them all. "Awe go cry to mommy" that hurt. Whoever said that one killed me. "Taz shut the fuck up" Tucker shouts followed by my friend. "His mom is- Devon! Wait! Devon! See what you did- you pesky Slytherin! Sorry, not all Slytherin are bad- you're distracting me! Devon!" I laugh to myself as my friend tries to insult and compliment their house, at the same time but ultimately I find myself slumped down against the wall.

Did they really need to bring my mom up? I always make a checklist to calm me down and at the top of it was make Asher happy again. I knew that would take a while though because things weren't going well in their household and I didn't know how to fix those things.

So none of those are crossed off. Haven't graduated yet. Haven't visited mom, my side of the room is clean I can cross that off. "Hey" the voice I wasn't expecting surprises me as he slides down to join me on the floor. I hurry to stand hating how weak I felt at the moment.

I'm not a shy person, and I'm not that short either my friend just happen to be a giant. I'm immediately pulled back to the floor. "Please I can't deal with this right now" I beg, looking into his eyes.

"Listen I didn't mean for that to happen, I really didn't think they were with me" he whispers as I stare ahead, just to let him get his petty excuse of a sorry out. "Why does that matter did you just want to bully us yourself. We're about to fucking graduate I don't want to remember my school life, me being tormented by-" I cut myself off and look the other way.

"No- I just can't have them bully you. You're correct you guys are mine to bully and only mine, got it?" His voice was no longer sympathetic but cold and I looked at him in shock. That was hot, I can't be panicking right now. I'm mad. Stay mad! But the butterflies...

"Okay, I gave you 3 minutes! Devon my f-boy" Simon cries running over to me. I chuckle and shake my head at the name as Simon falls to the floor and hugs me tightly. I close my eyes enjoying the hug.

"Thanks for helping me... I just froze" I admit as he rubs my shoulder. "No I'm very sorry for not getting there sooner, I got very distracted" he sighs and I just lay my head on his shoulder. "No, I'm sorry I'm like this" I apologize again. "Like what?" He asks and my eyes flicker to the side making eye contact with Tucker.

He keeps the contact and eventually I pull myself away with a faint blush. "I don't know just how I am, who I am" I shrug and he pulls away, shaking me rapidly. "I'm going to pretend you're talking nonsense because you're short, tired, angry, and hungry, okay?" He nods wanting me to nod back.

"Okay" I groan and he pats my head "good boy" he cheers as I just die then and there. "Simon" I whine- definitely annoyed, at the name of course. "Once again I'm sorry to both of you for letting them get in our way" Tucker joins the conversation as I look over to him.

"What do you mean get in our way!? Your friends are arses" Simon mutters getting a nervous laugh from Tucker. "You're not wrong" he chuckles rubbing the back of his neck.

"Just leave us alone, can't you do that?" Simon asked as I internally erupt. Don't leave us alone, I mean don't bully us! Love meee! You freaking hot model! I'm missing breakfast right now. I mean there are two snacks right next to me. I'm definitely going through some sort of crisis.

"I'm sorry I can't do that" he mumbles, now breaking his smile. "And why is that?!" Simons's voice grows louder as he gets defensive. "Well I know I have one of you, but I'm not sure about the other" he rambled as I look up to Simon confused.

Does he have one of us? But no the other? Dear- is he's talking about... does he know I like him! Does he knows I like Simon too! Don't overthink. "What do you mean you have one of us?" Simon grows furious at the words before forcing me to look at him. "Is he doing something to you!?" He growls and I shake my head no profusely.

Tucker goes to his feet but stays squatted down to look between us. "Don't you worry, I'll get you both sooner or later" he smirks playing with a strand of Simons's hair. Simon stares in absolute shock as Tucker stands and turns to leave.

I was a hot mess, as I tried to cool my cheeks down. I think he knew what Tucker was talking about now. Wait! Does that mean Tucker likes me!! Am I overthinking? Ugh.

"Devon... I think I might be f-boy as well"