Emily shuffled through the broom serciving kit until she found what she was looking for. She took out a small round tin, labelled broom polish, and a dirty cleaning cloth....
"HHHhhmmm this wont do", she said, wrinkling her nose at the cloth.
Emily withdrew her wand from an inside pocket of her work robes.
"Scourgify", she said as she tapped the cloth with her wand. Instantly it was as good as new, clean, and fresh. She placed her wand back in her pocket and turned to look at her broom.

Emily had a great appreciation for brooms, and quidditch... and Professor Vindictus... and brooms. Emily looked up every now and then to see what the Professor was doing. He appeared to be deep in thought- no doubt the visit from Professor Tate had made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Emily pulled off the tin lid, and dipped her cleaning cloth into the thick balmy, waxy polish. The smell was strong, like a punch in the face, Emily wrinkled her nose again. Hopefully the stench would start to disperse, she only liked the subtle smell of it.

Pulling her broom closer to her, Emily began to rub the cloth up and down the length of the shaft. The oaky wooden handle looked shabby and dull, with a few surface scratched here and there.

She continued to polish the length of the handle in small circular motions and long sweeping motions. The wood began to gleam and shine under the low light of the broom shed.
Emily was pleased at how nicely it was turning out. When she was done she placed the polish tin back into the broom service kit and scourgified the cloth and put that back too.