Raising an eyebrow, she had not lowered a finger this time around. "Yes you have, I remember rushing to you at seven years old. It was a child's broom then, but a broom none the less." That was one of the most terrifying moments of Acacia's life, having thought he had broken something or worse. He had been fine, but that was not something she would have forgotten. "Finger down, and my turn. I have never been in a non-Ravenclaw dorm."
