Solitude is independence.

Jacob Bell. Slytherin.

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Oh look, it’s my favorite brother.

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Hi Katie.

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Jacob + Lina || Babysitting

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She closed her eyes and laid back against the pillows as Blake calmed down for all of two seconds before whimpering again. She put her finger to her lips for a minute and fed the baby a little more potion before taking him over to his crib in hopes that he’d fall asleep for a little while. She kissed his warm forehead and laid him on his pillow before turning back to her ex-boyfriend and baby death eater. “Just…be quiet for two minutes and if he stays asleep, he’s out for the night. I just needed someone to be here in case I lost my mind and didn’t recover. I am exhausted and I pulled a shift at the hospital wing and at Mungo’s, and I just got back to find him crying with a fever.” She mumbled and laid down on the bed next to him. “I can’t…even take care of my son, how am I going to take care of strangers?” She whispered.

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"Okay," he muttered.

He watched her place Blake in his crib, stomach churning with directionless sympathy. Maybe he should stick to this friend thing. Lina was clearly struggling to balance her entire life and bullshit from him wouldn't be conducive at all, even if he did want to pursue a relationship at some point in the future. More surprised than anything when she curled up beside him, Jacob tentatively pulled her closer to him, hoping she'd be comforted by it.

"Look, it's just one little fever. All kids have them. I had at least a dozen before I was five," he told her placatingly. "You'll be a great Healer," he added, sincere words sounding strange when they came out of his mouth. "I know it. Get some rest, okay?"

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Jacob + Lina || Babysitting

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Angelina cradled Blake in her arms as he whimpered, his fever rising a little at a time. She hummed to him as she put a little more potion in his mouth. She laid down in her bed and waved her wand at the ceiling so that Blake could see the stars and the moon. It seemed to relax him a little bit, plus the potion was working more, and the girl was exhausted. Once she heard Jacob’s voice, though, her body tensed up and Blake started crying again. “Shit, could you be a little louder?” She whispered, glaring at him and sitting up to cradle her son again. “It’s okay, shhh…he didn’t mean to scare you, baby.” She moved over so Jacob could sit down on the bed and sighed, rubbing Blake’s back. “His fever won’t go down, so I’m waiting for a while.”

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"Sorry," he replied, sitting carefully in wariness of disturbing Blake again.

His eyes flicked up to Lina's face, studying the bags under her eyes and tired slump of her shoulders. It looked harder than he'd realized, for her to be a mother so young with a partner that ditched you. Despite the cold front Jacob wore, he genuinely did want to help her out. As he said before, friends did that...friends tried to help each other through things. He glanced down at the baby, having really no idea what to do but cleared his throat awkwardly.

"What can I do?"

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Jacob + Lina || Babysitting

Jacob left the dungeons quickly, unreasonably and uncharacteristically anxious. Teasing Lina was fun and all, but spending time with her was different, quite unlike the apathetic front he assumed most of the time. He did want to see her. That wasn't a lie. He could tell a hundred lies a day but his desire to just hangout with Angelina was the only truth of the bunch. Being around Blake was all right, too. He'd done it before he left and it went okay.

He sidled a scowl at Helena Ravenclaw, but she let him pass--grudgingly, with a few choice words--and Jacob entered Lina's dorm, peering around.

"Lina?" He called, striding to her bedroom. "Are you in here?"

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Fine, fine. I’ll stop now.

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Bummer.

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#Hmm

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No. Hogsmeade. For. You.

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Okay, Lina.

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#Hmm

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To make the statement that it was never happening again.

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So there was no point to post it other to say it wouldn't happen again, but you did end up posting it anyway, therefore it was doing the opposite of what you said?

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#Hmm

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But I did it for a different reason.

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And that was...?

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#Hmm

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#That’s so lame

You’re lame. Stop posting that stuff.

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You did it first.

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#Hmm

That’s it. No Hogsmeade.

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Why?

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In which Katherine wants to stab Damon and Andie, repeteadly.

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#Well then

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No. We can go there.

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Cool. See you then.