"Yeah, actually — that was part of it," he says. "I was six when my dad gave me my first broomstick. He'd never played for Gryffindor when he was at Hogwarts, but he did like to fly. He thought I might like to try it too."
He pushes his sleeve back down.
"And it was absolutely brilliant.
"Brilliant until I had a bit of a fall, anyway. Then it was just me on the ground, my parents in a panic, and a broken arm, some horrid cuts and bruises, that sort of thing."
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"Yeah, actually — that was part of it," he says. "I was six when my dad gave me my first broomstick. He'd never played for Gryffindor when he was at Hogwarts, but he did like to fly. He thought I might like to try it too."
He pushes his sleeve back down.
"And it was absolutely brilliant.
"Brilliant until I had a bit of a fall, anyway. Then it was just me on the ground, my parents in a panic, and a broken arm, some horrid cuts and bruises, that sort of thing."