Once both girls were strapped in, Dominic focused on getting the car out of the depressingly grey car park and onto the roads. He listened to Genie and Melinda talk, interested in both their experiences of muggle life. "I grew up in the Muggle world," he offered, when there seemed an appropriate moment. "I live in a magical part of town now - I couldn't do what I do in a muggle neighbourhood without making everyone's electric appliances go mad - but I like having the best of both worlds."
He smiled over his shoulder at Genie. "I used to dream about having a bike... until I rode my first broomstick." The wizarding world had no real equivalent to a car - something that could take multiple passengers, that could play you music and kept you protected from the weather - but for Dominic's money a broom far outstripped any bike, no matter how powerful. "Some days I still can't get over the fact that we can actually fly. My seven-year-old self would think I was a superhero."