Sitting up top the broom he decided to imagine flying, when he did he leaned forward and the broom took off. It went too fast for a first fly, and being so close to the ground it was dangerous, Ryan pulled the broom as it was going towards a wall and it turned towards the sky, and went up. It seemed to have slowed down a bit more as he approached the height of the true quidditch players. Ryan knew he wanted to be up there, he just had to practice. Still, he didn't have much flying skill for now, but he'd practice, because even now he loved to fly.