Faustus laughed and shot a glance at his father but he just seemed amused. He then nodded. "Stephen's really good at making the lessons interesting and he lets us work at our own pace." He grimaced. "He makes us study History of Magic though. That's pretty boring."
Faustus' face lit up then it fell again. "I can't fly. Mum hated brooms and refused to get me one. Uncle Draco gave me a broom for Christmas and Dad's promised to teach me to fly." He frowned. "But Dad was busy over Christmas. He said something unavoidable came up but he wouldn't say what it was. And he's been busy since we got to Hogwarts." He turned to his father. "You are still going to teach me to fly, aren't you? I promised Violet I'd play Quidditch with her next time we were at Draco's house."