Hm... I could, but I'm too lazy. Besides, charms never was my strong point. But I get to drop it this year, thank God! And free periods and everything. Sixth year is going to be great.
He shut his trunk and debated putting it back up onto the rafters, but it would probably just fall and besides, it would soon be time to take it down again. It's true though! He said whist fastening his trunk, which now had his bomber jacket stuffed inside, they're so small, and the beater's bats are so big, and they crap themselves whenever a bludger comes anywhere near them. Or maybe the Ravenclaw team just sucks. He glanced up at his own broom, which was still on the rafters. They only place he would ever consider trying out for was seeker, since he couldn't throw or catch a ball like the quaffle and he certainly couldn't swing a bat. There were more talented people to waste their time on that however, and it's not like he would gain anything from it anyway.
I expect we'll be arriving soon, he muttered glancing once again out of the window. I hope so anyway, he added on hearing his stomach gurgle mournfully, I'm starving.