Marietta was enthralled by the process that unfolded before them. When it was time to enter the basket she could feel the anticipation almost prickling on her skin. "I don't fly often enough to feel like it will be a wasted view." She knew others that flew everywhere and wondered if he was one who typically traveled by broom.
It seemed to take forever for the pilot to lock the door and begin the process of lowering the weight bags that needed to be dropped so she was glad for the small talk. "I work at Flourish and Blotts behind the counter. Nothing too exciting. How about you?" She knew she'd seen him at Finnigan's but that didn't really tell her what it was he did.