Dom smacked Dylan's arm. "You're a prat, I don't know why I put up with you sometimes." She laughed. "Honestly, maybe you should enlighten me, because I think I've forgotten."
"Flying south sounds like a very good idea to me." She just wanted to feel the wind in her hair again, the air cool against her face. "We'll see what happens." She was getting eager again, to be on her broom and get out of the castle, even having Dylan there, she was practically bouncing with the pent up energy.
"You can take me to the beach this summer," She grinned grabbing his hand. "Come on, I'm not going to wait much longer, and you're just going to have to catch up if we don't go now."