And it might not be a thing. I've been doing a lot of thinking about time and how this all works and it's not really anything I'm good at, but we've changed things by being here.

[There's a shuffling noise as if he's getting up to walk while talking. He needs to move to really, properly think. Harry's sure that this is an important conversation and he doesn't want to mess it up.]

You can and should do whatever you like -- whatever makes you happiest -- and even though I don't know you, I have confidence that you're bright and brilliant and good-hearted and, most importantly, not bound by someone else's nonsense concept of what 'fate' must be.

And, if that miserable bastard fate is real, then you're smart enough and strong enough to say 'to hell with it' and make it bend to what you know is right.