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Fred and George's seventeenth birthday party was still being talked about as time passed by. They talked about it in secret of course, as none of the professors had a clue about the night. Fred and Devore's relationship was growing stronger and stronger and the memories of her once relationship with Draco now never crossed her mind. She was happy. Truly happy.
The third task was coming in two months time. Harry was stressed beyond belief, his friends being the only things to keep his mind at peace. Him and Cedric grew closer because of the party.
George and Olivia were also in a really good place and it made Fred happy to see his brother happy with someone. It was also great for Devore and Olivia because they were already best friends. Dating twins made everything better.
May approached quickly and before Devore knew it, it was her birthday. May 24, 1980. A day that should've been exciting. But even now at fifteen, Devore hated her birthday. She also hated being woken up at seven in the morning. "Devore Lynn Taylor, wake up! It's your birthday!" Morgan screeched.
Devore groaned into her pillow. "I know, that's why I want you to leave me alone." Her voice muffled.
"Must you do this every year?"
She took her face out of her pillow and rolled over. "Morgan, do you remember the last time you woke me up to say happy birthday to me?"
Morgan shook her head. "No. Why?"
With a vicious smirk, she uttered "flipendo," and she flew backwards off her bed.
"Ow, Devore!"
One of the things Devore hated most in the world was being told happy birthday. For many different reasons, but she felt uncomfortable being told happy birthday. She wasn't great at taking compliments. She forced a smile every time a person told her happy birthday as she walked down the hallway to go to the Great Hall.
"Happy birthday, Devore!"
"Devore, happy birthday!"
She tried to keep her annoyance to a minimum because life for her was getting easier as the days went by. People were starting to accept her again. When she was with Fred and her friends, her happiness shined through and that's what people missed the most about Devore. She was always happy. Her happiness was contagious.
When she entered the Great Hall, she smiled lightly at those who continued to tell her happy birthday. Fred spotted her and immediately smiled as she came over. "There's the birthday girl!" He said loudly. She sat beside him. "Good morning, love. Happy—"
"If you finish that sentence, I'll stab you in the eye with this knife." She interrupted him and held up her steak knife, an evil look glistening in her eyes.
