Vickers picked up a broom and regarded it for a moment. It LOOKED painful, he could imagine how much worse it was if he SAT on it without anything to soften its highly uneven surface. He took one of the cushions and tied it to the broom as the Professor advised. He eyed the pitch and those oddities scattered through it due to some kind of charm, both curious and slightly wary. It wouldnt be so bad if these were regular, fairly comfortable school brooms, that way he can concentrate on the task at hand, but with brooms like these? Merlin help him.