[Draco was walking the opposite way on the same street, passing Tiffany with ease and thinking nothing of it until out of the corner of his eye he spots that broomstick. He comes to a halt, turning his head over his shoulder to look again.
...there was actually a real broomstick floating behind her. Like a kite. Hold on, he'll just be turning and following after her, then.]
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...there was actually a real broomstick floating behind her. Like a kite. Hold on, he'll just be turning and following after her, then.]
How exactly are you making it float?