West polished the door frame next, figuring that sometimes appearance DID matter, y'know? In fact, to be fair, he often thought it did. He WAS a Slytherin after all, and knew the value of first impressions.

"Poliotus!" He cast, S-shape again. His wand he directed around the door frame and a shine appeared in its wake.

Once West was satisfied with that, he figured he better work on that other one. The new one. The glass one. Which meant windows, obviously. He went over there and looked for a spot...

... he'd have to do the high ones wouldn't he? Because they were out of reach for some people, and he was kinda taller than most of the other kids. West went and grabbed his chair, not trusting the window sill or thinking that would be good to stand on. He braced it by the window, flush against the wall, and then stood on it. That gave him the reach to get to the very top windows.

Well they needed cleaning before he polished them, yes? "Scourgify!" West started with that, carefully working over each pane of glass.