*picks up broom*
"TELL THEM HOW I AM DEFYYYYYYYYYING GRAAAAAVITTYYYY"
*starts sweeping broom sadly*
"There is a castle on a cloud…"
*holds broom horizontally*
"Never need a reason, never need a rhyme. Up on the roof top step in time!"
*Sweeping when you don’t want too*:
It’s a hard knock life for us!
* Waiting for train*
Take my Firebolt gonna take to the sky