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Derf was mostly working his arms and shoulders, making circles with his shoulders and then with his arms to loosen things up and get the blood pumping and flowing properly in there. He had picked up a book on muggle baseball in a library in London over the summer and while a pitcher and a beater were not exaaaaactly the same, they both needed to use their arms loads so he had taken a keen interested into the suggested stretches there.
Though, mostly, he was just taking in the fresh air. It always felt different, a GOOD different, up in the air.
Which was why he was positively beaming when Bel spoke to him again - while he was in the middle of another set of shoulder circles - and sufficiently distracted in that dog with his head out the muggle automobile window mentality that all he did, initially, was meet his friend with a loud, "Huh?" Though the moment did pass, and quickly. "Both? Though...not showing off as much as...showcasing..." he considered, ruffling his hair a bit and flexing his fingers. "You know...we gotta show what makes us unique on a broom. But maybe just the first time through we keep it simple...second go through we can try to get a little fancy like..." He paused a moment to squint ahead at the course. "Down there looks like it could be a good place for a figure eight move instead of just veering left around that."
Was she ready? Because he was.
"Let's go!"
And then with one lingering grin, he leaned forward on his broom and zoomed forward into the course.
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