For a moment it looked like Sloane was going to fight the idea, but instead the red of her hair receded further and Rufus felt a bit more comforted by this fact.

How had Rufus first learned this? He thought back. “First I’m going to fly at you.” He could control his broom better than her and if she didn’t dive in time he’d be able to steer away - so long as he didn’t let himself get distracted again. “You are going to dive out of the way at last second you can. You’ll want to maintain control as best as possible.” Start with dives, then spins, and perhaps even have her fly upside down if they had time.