Wrinkling his nose, Jamie grimaced apologetically. "Sorry to be the one to tell you, but all that's left of those posters now is a bit of an indentation where they took out part of the wall to get rid of them. Mum didn't think it's fit the nursery decor when I came along. But the little snitches that replaced them were very cute," he added with a teasing smirk.
And then his mouth opened in surprise, stayed that way for a moment, before he tipped his head back and laughed loudly. "Oh Merlin! And in that one story I now completely understand the Headmistress' words to me at my sorting. 'Potter, be advised I will not abide by any shenanigans out of you that would have made your eponyms proud.' I can just imagine her face. But, didn't Grandpa James' parents' at least object to you two skipping the train and riding cross-country to Scotland? How did you not get lost in the moors somewhere?"