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Heath strolled out onto the pitch with his brand new Firebolt in his hand. He looked around but did not see River anywhere so he thought he'd get warmed up while he waited. He mounted his broom and kicked off, moving his feet into the rests he leaned forward and shot off around the pitch. Seeing that River had still not arrived he took a few more laps before touching down and dismounting his broom...