“Okay, never heard of jokes involving the sky before, Donavan. Mind sharing some?” he tells him, considering he has his dad’s broom flying skills and played for Gryffindor’s Quidditch Team, he suppose it won’t hurt him one bit.

Damn, he really wishes he could have his broom The Firebolt right now, but the he remembers that it got smashed during the escape from Little Whinging. So fire those puns away, Donavan!