Liddie Lynch!
Charlie lit a flame at the tip of his wand and expertly ignited the fuse of the fireworks lining the end of the pier. With a shout, he jumped and ran back a decent distance before dropping down with a flourish beside Liddie. He rolled onto his back and put his arms up as the fireworks shot up into the air, "Tada!"
He hollered and whooped at the display, happy for a reason to set off the boxes of extra fireworks he'd stored away from St. Patrick's Day. And World Cup celebrations. And his birthday. Perhaps he should start a monthly fireworks show because the sight of them bright and colorful in the sky brought him a pure joy and excitement. Charlie was pretty sure he could spend the night staring up at the sky while the various explosions and designs swirled and twirled. Of course wizard fireworks were more creative than muggle, each rocket lasted a good five minutes; why waste the time and creativity on something that disappeared in a literal flash.
Charlie dug his elbows into the ground to push himself up and he looked over at Liddie for a moment before turning his eyes back up to the sky, he didn't want to miss a moment.
"Broadmoor's lucky I'm such a good friend," he said, tilting his head as far back as he could to keep an eye on a fizzing whizbee of a firework as it streaked through the sky. "I only set these off on special occasions--look at that one!"
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