Relieved she wouldn't have to take her practice elsewhere, all Sloane could do was shrug at the question. "Everyone else in my family did or does. My next eldest brother plays on the house team as well; another makes brooms; my mother works in the Broom Regulatory Office; and both my eldest brother and my father played professionally. My father now coaches." Quidditch ran deep in the Bixby bloodline. "I started flying shortly after I could walk." And she was infinitely more graceful on a broom than on her own two feet.

Shouldering her broom once more, Sloane nudged Splash away from the Slytherin before her, but the cat would not be dissuaded. "You can tell her to scamper off, she'll find something to hunt sooner or later." She added with a laugh as the half-kneazle cat eyed the quaffle again.