Preston cleared his throat, he could totally do this. Placing his arm out to his side he opened his hand up and let his palm face downward. "Up." He commanded. The broom did absolutely nothing, it laid there on the grass staring back at him. Letting his arm drop down to his side he let out a deep breath.

Maybe he hadn't spoke clear enough.

Sticking his arm back out again, palm opened and ready to catch the broom should it decide to cooperate Preston took another deep breath. "UP." He commanded in a slightly louder voice.

Once again, the broom did nothing. This was going to take a while.