Natalie grinned up at Cass and nodded, her grip tight on her new broom. She felt like maybe naming it something. Like Theresa. Or something. Why the broom was a girl, she really had no clue, but that was beside the point.
She walked out of the shop with Cass, her grin growing even wider as they pulled themselves onto their respective brooms and then took off toward the pitch.
She'd definitely made a good choice. She didn't care if Theresa was a few years old. She was quite perfect in Natalie's eyes.