Percy had a sort of sly smile upon his face as the rest of Richard's details were explained. He couldn't wait until the next family dinner to sit across from his brothers and not tell them about all of these broom updates he'd just gotten. Even after these years and a certain amount of maturity, he secretly loved getting one up on them, at least when it came to things like this. "They'll be on their way this week," he promised.
"It sounds lovely. So close to everything, yet with privacy, and I can understand the sentimental attachment. At the very least, I look forward to seeing what you'll do with the available space. How many shops have you visited yet? There's a man, the brother of an old friend of mine, who builds his own brooms, very nice quality, and then there's Sweet Nothings, the local bakery which happens to be a favourite of Lucy's."