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love-for-HP 
Blake was ready to be done with this assignment. The lack of sleep, the constnt carrying for another human being. He was over it. He was 12 for Merlin's sake, and Isla was a first year. Kids shouldn't be taking care of kids. Schmoe did his job..... Blake would not under any circumstances being having a baby anytime soon. Thinking back to the time when Isla, him and their baby "Ellie" in the
common room was enough to make him want to be done.
"Professor Schmoe ... how much longer does this assignment last?" There ... he had done it ... sounded whiny, but he had asked, for the sake of all involved he wanted to ditch this kid.
Isla followed Blake into the room, with little baby Ellie in tow. She sat down beside him and placed the diaper bag on the floor beside her. She gave Blake a sideways glance when he asked about the end of the assignment. Truth be told, she would be just fine if Schmoe collected Ellie
today and brought her back to...wherever it was she'd come from. Blake had just been brave enough to ask the question out loud.
At least Ellie wasn't crying at the top of her lungs like she was doing that day in the
common room. That one little incident had been enough torture to make Isla want to stay away from babies for a very, very,
very long time.
"You want to hold her?" she asked Blake, knowing that he didn't really
want to but hoping that would take her from Isla all at the same time. The baby squirmed a little then settled in Isla's arms. It made her feel bad for thinking so poorly about her.