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"Ready to go?" Jamie asked as he approached his too-young grandmother outside the entrance to Gryffindor tower.
He'd been doing a lot of thinking the last several days. Possibly too much. But, the memory swap had rattled him and he was finding it difficult to regain his equilibrium. Talking with Savannah had also given him a lot more to think about, too. He knew he'd been quieter than usual at family lunch the day before. Quieter than usual the last few days, really. What little trust he'd had in his father, aunt, and uncle had been shaken by the whole Obliviation issue. And, yet, he hadn't mentioned it to anyone, still protecting the family image. He'd seen how little chance he had to stop his father from going down the path that would lead to where he'd been in Jamie's time. (And he was steadfastly refusing to acknowledge that he was becoming 'my father' in Jamie's thoughts.) The extent to which the others would enable the destructive behaviour and side with him no matter what just stacked the deck against Jamie's attempts even more.
So, he'd been thinking.
But, he set that aside now so that he could make some time to get to know his grandmother.
Who was four years younger than he was.
That was never going to not be weird.
"Grandpa James doesn't mind you walking down with me instead of him," he asked, smiling a bit as he came up to her. Grandpa James didn't seem the type, but Jamie was still getting to know him, too. So, feeling out the boundaries.