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Harry's P.O.V.

When we woke up, Luna tried to get up and walk, but failed, crumpling to the floor. I laughed. "Baby, how about I carry you? Oh, and I have something I want to talk to you about." She looked at me, confused, before nodding. I picked her up and carried her bridal style down the stairs.

I put her down in a chair at the bar that looked in on the kitchen. I began getting the ingredients out to make waffles, because I knew they were her favorite. I mixed it all together, doing a little dance that made my baby girl giggle. "Daddy, you look so funny!" She giggled some more. It was an absolutely glorious sound; I wish I had heard it more before this. I laughed along with her.

After the waffles finished and I cleaned the mess up, I decided to bring up the subject of school.

"Baby girl, how would you feel about going to school?" She looked at me. "But I went last year, Daddy." I nodded. "But I want you to go your senior year, embrace adult hood." She nodded. "I will, Daddy, if it makes you happy." I smiled. "Good girl." I said while bending down to kiss her forehead, then going upstairs to get ready for work.

After I got dressed, I called the principal to Ridgewood Prep, a private school. He was one of my mates, named Stephen Argent. (Stephen, Harry)

Stephen, hey.

Harry, how've you been, man?

I've been good, Stephen. How about you?

Good, good. What did you need?

Yes, about that. I have a, um, girl that I've been taking care of. I want her to go to your school, I trust you.

Of course, I can definitely work something out.

Thanks. I owe you one.

Anytime. I'll have my assistant drop off her uniform.

Yes. Thank you. Bye.

Bye.

A click signaled the end of the call.

"Baby, your uniform is gonna be here soon, but I need to go to work. I'll see you later, sweetheart." I kissed her, hard, before leaving.

Calum's P.O.V.

I got a call from my boss, Principal Argent. He told me I would be dropping of a uniform at an address. I went to his office, picked up the box that held the uniform, and drove off to the address.

When I got there, I saw it had a gate and a lock on it. There was a red button under it and a speaker. I pressed the button, patiently waiting until a girls voice sounded through. "Hello?" I smiled. If this was who I thought it was, I could definitely have some fun.

Good thing I always carry my handcuffs in the back of the car.

"Yes, hello. Um, I'm here to drop off a uniform." There was no reply, but the gates slowly opened. I smiled, driving in.

Oh, baby girl. If only you knew what was coming.

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Hey so yeah I know I know

It's pretty short

Sorry

k bye

Rachelxx

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