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Two things!

[Behold Ginny Weasley, the camera enchanted to float in front of her as she broadcasts this from... Her broom? That's right; she's back where she belongs, up in the air and the summer wind pulling at her hair and clothes, face alight in a smile. She looks infinitely better than she did a week ago, that's for certain.]

Firstly, I believe I owe drinks to quite a few people for the madness that was a few weeks ago. The Anonymous people graciously paid me in liquor from my world for helping restore the Hall of the Missing and it's not like I can drink all of it by myself—have you seen me? I'm too small for all that firewhiskey.

Priority goes to all my doctor friends, because I said so.

Secondly, FLYING LESSONS!

[Yes, it's about as loud as capslock.]

I usually offer this earlier in the summer but there's that little matter of a City-wide rebellion and being struck down with a magical plague, so I decided I'd best wait it out until people were a little more available, myself included.

I know I've spoken to a few people about this—Sulu? Stiles?—but it's open to anyone who's interested in brooms and isn't afraid of heights. I've never had anyone fall while I'm in the air with them, so don't worry! It's fun.

And if someone just wants to watch, come along. This is something I love, why not share it in any way I can?

That's all!

[AND OFF SHE ZOOMS, the camera following her for a minute as she speeds around the Quidditch pitch the twins built, corkscrewing and ~soaring, tumbling, freewheeling~ through the air. And it cuts out as she whips past the device.]

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It's just a lot of carefully layered spellwork. It's honestly rather beautiful when you think about it, when you get into how intricate it is to charm something like this.

[She rests her forehead against the handle, fond.]

You haven't got to be impressed. Or even intimidated. I wanted to get people excited to try.

Like engineering, except magic.

_{( he can understand that. )}

Being impressed and being excited aren't mutually exclusive. And it takes a lot to intimidate me, honestly.

Precisely.

[She grins, bringing her broom back to parallel the ground, turning (camera following) until she hangs upside-down, hair a copper banner under her.]

Yeah? The idea of falling with nothing underneath you isn't a worry?

[How little she knows about what he's done.]

_{( the smile he gives her in return is utterly confident. )}

I once fell several thousand kilometers straight down onto the surface of a planet before being beamed away a second and three centimeters before I would've hit ground.

I'm not really eager to repeat that, but after it other things seem kind of tame.

Then you'll excuse me for giving it a try.

[Rather than be alarmed by that admission, her smile just grows, then she tugs gently on her broom until it's pointing straight down to the ground—and she lets go, just drops in free fall, and maybe it's a bad idea to pull a stunt like this when there's no one around to watch her, to catch her, but that's part of the thrill.

The broom shoots after her in seconds, parallel with her, and she curls her arms and legs back around it and pulls it sharply, straight up from a nosedive, rising back into the air with a whoop of joy.]

Hey, go for--

_{( well he didn't exactly expect her to do that, but his eyes widen before he grins at the end of it. )}

Now I'm very impressed. Still not intimidated, though.

[She's still laughing when she comes back up to the camera, hair tousled and cheeks flushed.]

I don't expect you to be, mate. I've just always wanted to give that a go. What's beaming?

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