That Tuesday afternoon, I got home from school, only to find Henry half way through that dumb spell. Henry put the wand down and looked over at me. He seemed to be staring at me.

"Stop it!" I finally yelled. It was starting to get creepy. Henry half smiled.

"I've wanted to wait till, Christmas, but I just couldn't wait to see your face," Henry said as he got up from the couch. Me motioned for me to follow him, and I followed him into his room.

"Close your eyes," he said. Henry guided me through the hall and into his room. I could hear him shuffling around: getting something out of the closet and putting it on the bed.

"Can I open them?" I asked.

"Sure," Henry replied.

I opened my eyes. There on Henry's bed sat. . . A broom?

"Surprise!" Henry yelled.

I stared at the broom. The broom sat there on his bed. It had "Firebolt" written on the handle.

"Can I fly on that?" I asked.

"Yeah," Henry said proudly, "One of the fastest brooms out there!"

I picked up the broom and walked outside with Henry trailing behind me.

"Get get on it and kick off," Henry ordered.

I hopped up on the broom. I wearily looked over at Henry.

"It's just like learning how to ride a bike," Henry cheered.

"I never learned how to ride a bike," I mumbled flatly. Henry ignored me.

"Just kick off," Henry repeated.

I did as I was told and kicked off. I tried to turn the broom, and it worked. The wind blew in my hair, sending a few black strands into my face.

"Wooooooooo!" I yelled. Flying on brooms was amazing! I aimed it for the ground and landed.

"Like it?" Henry asked, giggling.

"Like it? More like love!!"

Hi guys! So I'm about to start another book, so I won't be posting so much. Not that I've been posting a lot on here. Sorry about that, by the way. School and stuff is really killing me. I got sick today, so yeah. It really is killing me. Help meh!!!!