Re: Potters/Weasleys/Chang?
Malcolm's mom tried to get him into flying but that didn't work. It was even worse when he did hurt himself on a toy broom. But then again, Malcolm was a big baby when a small child. It just wasn't for him. At her statement, he looked down at the ground, suddenly feeling small and insignificant, "I can't imagine school without my books." He looked up trying to shake off the feeling he had earlier with a forced smile.
"Chess? I do like chess... I'm not very good at it though," Malcolm just had the habit of thinking too much and being indecisive and nervous. "Do you like chess? Are you good at it?"