"You do?" Her brows furrowed at his expression. How had he managed to get ahold of magic? What had she done so wrong?
The last time Penny had been on a broom with someone, it had been her first ever ride and her Uncle Alex had told her to grip on tightly even as she'd roared with laughter at this - the best birthday present ever. Afterwards, her legs had been wobbly and she hadn't even missed her favourite red hat.
If she'd been more confident with her abilities on a broom she might have been able to laugh the suggestion of. "Which position am I less likely to fall off?"