*also awesome*
On second thought, the shower would wait. Tonks listened and knit her eyebrows together. The witch began pacing a little, moving back and forth within a given amount of space. She got cagey from time to time; the movement helped.
"So is this like some dimension thing?" Which she had no clue about beyond the occasional science fiction book that she hd picked up as a teenager. More worrisome (and probably why she was pacing) was the addition of timeturners and this dimensional stuff. Timeturners didn't leave a double of yourself. You just return at the same exact point you left. And there was no 2002 Tonks..
How much can you screw with time before you're screwed? Mm. She fell quiet, soaking in whatever was said.