Re: Savannah/Jamie
"Nah, it's just something with dads," she said, laughing. "Men aren't the best when it comes with emotions and maybe he's that rare unicorn who actually knows how to deal with what he feels. There are some exceptions to the rule." She sighed. "He wouldn't be my dad otherwise, but thank you. It's... well, better than making sure he's still breathing while naked and smelling of sex. My family is way weirder than yours."
Savannah didn't need to be told that one. "Jamie, you stopped telling anyone how you feel a long time ago and I'm not surprised considering that his view on life is: suck it up and move forward. You've learned that lesson really well. It was one of the things that drove me bonkers when we were together. You were polite and considerate, but it was cold, more like you were playing a role. I would have preferred seeing the ugly side of James Sirius Potter, because that would have been real." She chuckled. "Love, you're as bad as he is, but I can't see him taking the first step, not when he feels he's in a middle of some new war and I'm not telling you this because I want him to be happy, but because you will never be at peace until you come to some kind of acceptance."
She nodded. "Of course. You always meant a lot to me, and I want you happy, even if we aren't meant to be happy together."