The Slytherin Legends|| Slytherin boys

Chapter 6

Me and the boys are walking down down the hall to lunch. For the first time, in the year that I have been at this school, I realized that whenever I was walking with the boys, everyone made way for us.

"Hey, why is it that whenever I'm walking with you guys, everyone moves over?" "What do you mean?" Draco asked as he sat down on the bench. "If you look around, you'll see that everyone has to squeeze through the crowd, but everyone makes room for us to pass." "They're afraid of us." Theo chuckles slightly. "Why?" I questioned rather stupidly. "Because of our last names." Tom clarified. "Just because of your parents? You're nothing like them!" I argue. "Calm down, Isa." Regulus soothes, "We don't mind. Let them think what they want." "But doesn't that bother you? That the whole school thinks you're evil?" I asked. "Not really. If we're being honest, the only opinion that matters to us, is yours." Mattheo replied. "Why?" "We've been trying to figure out the answer to that question since the day that we started talking, and it's been almost an entire school year." Enzo smiled sweetly. "Trust us, if we gave a fuck, these idiots would be crying right now." Five said with a sweet tone that contradicted his harsh words.

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A few days later, I'm woken up by Pansy and Daphne, who were jumping on my bed. "What the fuck?!" I accidentally curse as I am lifted from the bed.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" The girls cheer as they hand me a large box. "Thanks girls," I yawn. I open the box that they handed me. "Thank you!" I say as I looked at the medium sized piano keyboard. "It's electric! You just have to charge it." Pansy said excitedly. "We know that you love to sing, so we split the money and got you this." Daphne continued. "Thanks guys! I love it." I grinned.

I walked into the great hall and see all the boys. "Happy birthday!" They smiled as I sat down. "Thanks guys." They all give me several boxes to which I thank them as I open each one.

Tom gives me a stack of books.

Mattheo gets me a couple of clothes combinations and a pair of shoes.

Five gives me a music notebook. "The girls told me about the piano, so I wanted to give you something to write songs down." He explained.

Regulus gives me a necklace.

Draco gives me a makeup set.

Theo gives me a nice pair of jeans and tank tops.

And Lorenzo gave me a portrait of the eight of us at the lake. I didn't even realize that it was taken.

"Wow, thanks guys. These were all super thoughtful." I smile as I put the things into a pile.

"No problem, Bella. You're our best friend." Theo said with a grin on his face. "Really?" I asked hopefully. "Yeah, truly." The boys smiled.

"Hey sis," James greets as he walks over to us. "Happy birthday!" He exclaims as he handed me a small bag. "Thanks James" I say as I opened the small box inside the bag. It was a pendant with a picture of me, James, my father, and my mother before they divorced. I look up at him with tears in my eyes. "Thank you," I say with a slightly shaken voice.

James pulls me to a hug. "I miss it when they were together. I'm tired of always packing to go to the other's house." I said softly. "I know, I miss it too, but life's like that. Not every couple gets along." He muttered. "And now mother's with that slut who doesn't give a fuck about us, and she's always coming home drunk." I sob into my brother's shoulder.

I feel him shuffle awkwardly at my curse words.

"I know, I wish that we could stay with father as well, but it would be too much for him to care for by himself. Maybe when you're older." He says soothingly. I nod slightly as I wipe my eyes. James gives me one last hug and invited me to sit back down. He kissed me on top of my head and began to walk away.

My mind was so preoccupied with getting my feelings out that I completely disregarded that James was also crying, and I completely forgot about the fact that the boys were right next to us. "Sorry guys, I know it's lame, but it's tough." I sniffle.

Enzo pulls me closer to him and I rest my head on his shoulder. "It's just exhausting." I try explaining before he shushes me silently and strokes my hair. "It's alright, you don't have to explain. We're here for you."