Oliver shot her a mischievous grin before climbing high into the sky.
He glanced over his shoulder to see her further behind than he thought she would be. Wood's face turned beet red as he realized just how much he had misjudged the quality of her broom.
That's a great way to look like an arse, he scolded himself.
Turning his broom on a dime, Oliver came back down toward Natalie.
"Well this just won't do," he said shaking his head. "Next time I'll bring my other broom" because I'm using Miles' broom "and you can use that one. It's pretty similar in quality to the one I am using."