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Erindipity 
Why not, he asked? WHY NOT? "Because it is pointless and dangerous." And pointless danger wasn't her thing. Regardless of what house she resided in. She didn't mind danger WITH a point though. She kind of actually enjoyed that kind really. And yes it was fear. Pure and unadulterated.
Hmph.
And seeing as she had punched him while up in a treehouse he should have known that heights weren't the issue. It was the act of flying in and of itself. Nothing to strap you in or protect you if you fell. THAT was terrifying to her. And she was strong and stubborn, there was no disputing that. This was, for all intents and purposes, her greatest weakness.
And now the blonde found herself squinting at him as he spoke. Was he patronizing her for not flying? Was he CHALLENGING her to do it? The girl shifted from foot to foot and watched him, eyes narrowed. "What are you playing at?" Because if it was a challenge... she wouldn't be able to resist it. If he was patronizing her... she'd have to punch him again.
What was he playing at?
A look of pure confusion came across his face as he looked Dora straight in the eyes. Which was easy to do as he was still hovering a few inches off the ground. He did not like those narrowed eyes, definitely did not like it as the last them she had done that he had ended up in the hospital wing. And he really did not want that again.
"I'm not playing anything?" he said in the form of a question.
"I was just stating a fact about fear" nothing more, nothing less.
"When was the last time you flew on a broom?" he asked as he finally touched the ground and swung his leg over the broom, both feet back on the ground.
"Do you want to try? I'll help" he said as he held out the broom for her to take.