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The Broomshed is a place where the Hogwarts school brooms are stored when not being used by students participating in Flying Class or Quidditch. The shed is located one hundred yards from the Quidditch Pitch and appears to be on the verge of collapse to the untrained eye. Carefully open the door that miraculously hangs on rusted hinges and inside you'll find the broomsticks hanging from the ceiling and leaning up against the walls. Select your broomstick with care before heading out to class and return it to it's resting place when class is over. At the center of the room is a large wooden table surrounded by benches - take care not to get any splinters if you decide to take a seat while tuning up your broom!
Basic Broomshed Rules: 1. RP your character getting a broom for class/returning a broom/caring for a broom, etc. Please be aware that there are no Firebolts in the shed. 2. Broomsticks in here are for Flying Class and Quidditch uses only. If your character sneaks in to take a broom for a flight by the lake or on other areas of school grounds, expect a loss of House Points and/or Detention. This rule also applies to playing with Quidditch equipment on school grounds or in the Castle itself. Remember - Quidditch only happens in the team/lesson threads and Flying only happens in the specified threads of this subforum. 3. The Broomshed is not a place for public displays of affection (PDA) - violators will lose House Points and gain a date in the Dungeons (aka, Detention). 4. Observe SS Board Rules at all times. 5. Have fun!
And...yes...now she was actually finished. "Hehe! Finished with the finish!" Miranda said loudly to no one in particular and laughed to herself. Now THAT was a funny thing. Hm, maybe the polish fumes got to her.
"Nice job with that broom, Miranda," Vindictus commented and was pleased that she managed to get the handle to shine like new. "Here you go for your outstanding efforts." And he handed her a coupon.
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Celandine's little shrieking noises increased and she fell over trying to get away from the thing, reaching for her wand again though it wasn't in the holster, rather it was on the ground by her feet. She scrambled for it but the polish on her hand was slick and she couldn't get a grip on her wand. She finally managed to grab it with her other hand and sat there on the ground, wand pointed at the little baggie and a death glare of epic proportions fixed on the contents within.
Her expression was still a little... funny.
He saw everything and snatched the baggie. "Put the wand away, Cela," Vindictus ordered. "We'll speak about this after class ends."
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Kay polished her broom and was waiting to finish the last coat. It seemed that two minutes was so very long. She listened to everyone asking question and glaired at Marie. How could she be so mean all the time. Oh thats right she a Malfoy. Harry was so right about them. Never turn your back. 'thinking we could be friends' She thought watching the time until she could go on. Grabbing the other towel, she started to rub the polish on. She was happy working it ws something to do with her hands. 'that way there weren't around Marie's throat' Kay thought with a little smile. Shaking her head she worked on her broom.
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"Just three, Marie," Vindictus replied. "If you put more coats on, then the handle will be weighed down and whoever flies on the broom will go slower."
Rats, Marie really wanted her broom to shine more than it already was but she would have to settle for how it looked now. 'It really does have a nice shine to it now' she thought as she looked at it again. "Oh, okay. I didn't think of that," she said to the professor.
Listening to everyone ask questions Marie remembered the cracked broom that was back at home in the broom closet. "Professor, if the handle of a broom was to crack is there anything that could be done to fix it and would it still be good to use for flying?"
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A puzzled expression finally crossing her face she watched Cela. She seemed...scared of the coupon, for reasons unknown to Arya. When the professor said he would talk to her after class she was glad, someone needed to help her. She turned back to her broom to apply the last coat of polish.
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Evelyn, still polishing the broom handle, raised a brow at the reaction of the Ravenclaw prefect. It was just a little coupon. Why was she freaking out? "Professor? Is it normal to have mental breakdowns while learning about broom care?" she asked, still staring at the older girl on the ground.
Or maybe it was just the prefect job that was getting to her. Okay, so crossing prefect or head girl off her list of things to do was definitely looking good at the moment...
Time to do damage control. Yes, it did happen but high-strung Ravenclaws did crack once (or twice) every six or so years.
He walked over to Evelyn and kept his voice down so that a soon-to-be mortified Cela wouldn't hear him. "It's a Ravenclaw thing and it'll pass soon," Vindictus said in a low voice and slipped her a coupon.
"Okay, class. Show me your brooms and, erm, try not to stare at Miss Touissant as she examines the floor for dust mites," he said rather loudly. Dust mites on a dirt floor? Oh, well.
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So Jake, who usually was pretty distracted in classes, was in the ZONE today. Flying lessons, even though this technically wasn't flying, were what he always looked forward to. Right now he had a broom and he was in his place at the faaaaaaar end of one of the workbenches, as far away from everyone else as he could possibly be, staring at said broom.
Ohhhh, how he just wanted to make it better. This was torrrrture. Poor broom.
The boy had run one finger along the broomcare kit, just itching to start already when Vindictus was talking, twirling the tail twig clippers in his fingers. Brooms and flying were his thing, he thought.
When it was time to get started, Jake took a moment and stared over at the poor massacred broom that someone had totally messed up on. Poor thing. It almost brought a tear to Jakey's eye.
Almost.
Keeping to himself as he got started, Jake chose to stand so he could bend over the broom properly, so it was less likely that he'd make a mistake. Jake had a contented little smile on his face as he ran a hand over the broom handle, following the smooth lines until he got to the tail. The first bent twig he came across was deftly snipped off in a way that showed he was a little experienced but no expert.
Again and again Jake cut off the twigs that poked out, until he bent down and looked straight over the broom. The line of the tail was smoother now, not AMAZINGLY so, since he wasn't brilliant. But enough. And anyway, cutting off not enough when he was inexperienced was better than cutting too much off and thinking it was the right thing.
Unfortunately, he'd spent all that time on doing just the accessible fraction of the broom, and as most moved on to polishing, Jake continued to take his time and start on the next third. He rotated to broom so he could see a little of what he'd already done and the next twiggy part. That way, the tail wouldn't be all square.
With this method, it took two more rotations after this, and a loooong concentrated effort. Eventually, Jake held up the broom before his eyes and held the handle so it was held out horizontally in front of him, and he could look left to right and see the whole length. Twirling it round slowly, Jake saw a few twigs that he appeared to have missed, and deftly snipped them off. Again, the result wasn't perfect, but it was good, and Jake was proud of all his effort.
Luckily (it was lucky because he'd been so obsessed with getting the tail right that he couldn't afford to pay attention to anything else) Jake knew the right polishing procedure. It was more or less like polishing boots, so it was.
Setting the broom back down carefully, Jake stretched up as he stood (all the leaning over the broom took its toll) and then twisted from left to right, popping his back in the process.
He put the clippers back and reached for the polish and the rags, checking them to see if they'd been used, because that would influence which rag was used for which function. Mhmm. So it would.
It was easy enough to make a decision, and with one glance up at the really neat broom that was on the mantle as a way of setting himself a goal, Jake began to get to work, starting, naturally, with scooping up a small amount of polish with the rag. As if to brace himself, Jake took a deep breath and began to apply the polish.
Logic dictated that, on a broom, there were certain places that needed polishing more than others, since contact with the broom made it so the shine was rubbed off, such as where the hands held tight and the general area where the body made contact with a broom. On Jake's broom, that tended to be the whole thing, from the footholds to where his hands gripped it, since he was usually pressed down against the broom to gather speed.
Sooooo, because of this, Jake subconsciously focused on these areas, spreading on the polish and hoping he was putting the right amount on. The problem with doing this was that you could spread it too thick or too thin, and Jake usually had trouble. Even this time, as he started from the top of the broom towards the tail, he found himself realising that he'd not have enough to do the whole handle.
Still, not wanting to be one to use up all the polish, Jake began to spread the polish out from the top some more, so that he had some to apply at the bottom, even if it was kind of thin. He didn't want to leave the broom, lest it was sabotaged, and anyway, it had been at least two minutes since he had started at the top of the broom. Sooooo, Jake switched rags and went through the routine actions of polishing it off.
Eyeing the handle, which didn't look anywhere near finished, Jake began again, knowing that you had to repeat this a couple of times to do it right. And hey, at least this time he got the polish amount right. This time, when he started to polish it back off (after admiring the broom for a couple of minutes) the broom was looking noticeably different. Nothing like the one up on the mantle, but hey... his own broom was in pretty good shape... errr... wherever it was.
Starting to get pretty tired, but quite willing to repeat this procedure over and over again, Jake began the third and final round of this, tuning out everyone else, but keeping his ears open for Vindictus. Since this was the last time he did this on this broom, Jake made sure to be extra careful and precise and keep the polish even. When Jake finally got around to using the rag to buff the polish off, he gave a tired smile. All over the broom, he felt he'd done a pretty good job.
Fiiiiiiinally finished, Jake set the polish and rags to one side (he didn't put them away in case he was asked to go over the last coat) and sat back down in his seat, giving the broom a last cursory look, making sure he hadn't missed any polish that needed wiping off. He WANTED to carry on, but Vindictus said THREE times. No more. So he'd only do four.
Plus, the polish smelled bad after a while.
Sooooo, Jake let himself stare up at the broom on the mantle. Yeah, his broom would still be in good condition when he was as old as Vindictus.
... Best not think about getting old.
Hearing the voice of the professor, Jake eyed his broom carefully, as if even eye contact would wreck it. Biting on his lip, the boy checked it one last time, half raising his hand. "I thuhh-think I dddid mine okahhh-okay..." he tried, though he was nervous. What if he'd missed something important and all the work was for nothing?
Ignore the paranoid thoughts Jake. Ohhhmmmmm.
In truth, the broom was... very shiny.
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Kay was just finishing when Professor Vindictus asked to see them. She had worked really hard on her and hoped it was good enough. The broom handle was shinning and the broom looked well clipped. She pick held up the broom for the Professor to see. "Professor I believe my broom is done." Kay wanted to close her see and not watch when the Professor looked at the broom. "Please be done right" Kay whisper.
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"Okay, class. Show me your brooms and, erm, try not to stare at Miss Touissant as she examines the floor for dust mites," he said rather loudly. Dust mites on a dirt floor? Oh, well.
Chris stood up and, grabbing his broom, headed towards the Professor to show him his handy work on the broom. He could see that it was shiny but he hoped it that it would pass Vindictus's standards.
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By the time Destiny finished polishing her broom, her arm felt like it was going to fall off. Hopefully this class wasn't meant to be fun..because it wasn't. Well it was a little funny to see that girl freak out over a coupon, but other than that it was a painful class.
Putting down the rags, Destiny let the broom dry before she picked it up. She did not want that polish on her hands. It still smelled bad. Maybe they were supposed to just get used to the smell? 'Professor,' she would not call him Vinny, no matter how funny it was, ''here is my shiny broom.' Shiny indeed.
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When the professor said he wanted to see the brooms Marie quickly looked hers over again. Tail twigs clipped? Check. Handle polished to a glossy shine? Check. Standing up she proudly held hers out for him to inspect. "Professor, I have finished with this broom."
Rats, Marie really wanted her broom to shine more than it already was but she would have to settle for how it looked now. 'It really does have a nice shine to it now' she thought as she looked at it again. "Oh, okay. I didn't think of that," she said to the professor.
Listening to everyone ask questions Marie remembered the cracked broom that was back at home in the broom closet. "Professor, if the handle of a broom was to crack is there anything that could be done to fix it and would it still be good to use for flying?"
"It depends on the crack, Marie," Vindictus replied and nodded at the broom she had worked on. "Good job." And he handed her a coupon.
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Kay was just finishing when Professor Vindictus asked to see them. She had worked really hard on her and hoped it was good enough. The broom handle was shinning and the broom looked well clipped. She pick held up the broom for the Professor to see. "Professor I believe my broom is done." Kay wanted to close her see and not watch when the Professor looked at the broom. "Please be done right" Kay whisper.
Vindictus then walked over to Kay and smiled at the young Hufflepuff. "You did a good job polishing that broom," he commented and he gave her a coupon, too.
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Chris stood up and, grabbing his broom, headed towards the Professor to show him his handy work on the broom. He could see that it was shiny but he hoped it that it would pass Vindictus's standards.
"Good work, Chris. It's nice and shiny," he said approvingly.
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Hearing the voice of the professor, Jake eyed his broom carefully, as if even eye contact would wreck it. Biting on his lip, the boy checked it one last time, half raising his hand. "I thuhh-think I dddid mine okahhh-okay..." he tried, though he was nervous. What if he'd missed something important and all the work was for nothing?
Ignore the paranoid thoughts Jake. Ohhhmmmmm.
In truth, the broom was... very shiny.
"Relax, Jakers. You did a good job polishing that broom," he said and knew exactly what the Hufflepuff loved. "Here you go." And he gave Jakers a coupon.
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By the time Destiny finished polishing her broom, her arm felt like it was going to fall off. Hopefully this class wasn't meant to be fun..because it wasn't. Well it was a little funny to see that girl freak out over a coupon, but other than that it was a painful class.
Putting down the rags, Destiny let the broom dry before she picked it up. She did not want that polish on her hands. It still smelled bad. Maybe they were supposed to just get used to the smell? 'Professor,' she would not call him Vinny, no matter how funny it was, ''here is my shiny broom.' Shiny indeed.
"Yes, that broom is very shiny, Destiny!" Vindictus exclaimed and gave her a well-earned coupon for her efforts.
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Tiberius couldn't take his eyes off Celandine. He had to have been right. There had to be something wrong with her. People just didn't do that.
Gingerly picking up the broom, he brought it over to show Professor Vindictus. It was meticulously polished and trimmed, and the small boy would have smiled with pride if not for the twitchy Ravenclaw on his mind. "Professor Vindictus," he said softly, motioning for the man to lean closer.
He pushed up on his tiptoes, whispering so the others around could not hear. "I.. finished my broom, but I'm worried about Celandine. Sh-she... burned up one of my coupons the other day. She acts all... funny around them."
Tibi rested his heels back down on the ground, looking up at the man, face clearly expressing his concern.
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Time to do damage control. Yes, it did happen but high-strung Ravenclaws did crack once (or twice) every six or so years.
He walked over to Evelyn and kept his voice down so that a soon-to-be mortified Cela wouldn't hear him. "It's a Ravenclaw thing and it'll pass soon," Vindictus said in a low voice and slipped her a coupon.
"Okay, class. Show me your brooms and, erm, try not to stare at Miss Touissant as she examines the floor for dust mites," he said rather loudly. Dust mites on a dirt floor? Oh, well.
Bella was almost done, she just had to wait ten more seconds for the final coat to dry.
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she looked at the broom. Very shiny. Very very shinny. She could even see her reflection in it, oo her hair was nice and pixie like today. She raised her hand, "I'm all done sir," she said to the professor.
Tiberius couldn't take his eyes off Celandine. He had to have been right. There had to be something wrong with her. People just didn't do that.
Gingerly picking up the broom, he brought it over to show Professor Vindictus. It was meticulously polished and trimmed, and the small boy would have smiled with pride if not for the twitchy Ravenclaw on his mind. "Professor Vindictus," he said softly, motioning for the man to lean closer.
He pushed up on his tiptoes, whispering so the others around could not hear. "I.. finished my broom, but I'm worried about Celandine. Sh-she... burned up one of my coupons the other day. She acts all... funny around them."
Tibi rested his heels back down on the ground, looking up at the man, face clearly expressing his concern.
"She did? That's odd," Vindictus replied softly so that only Tibi could hear him. "Tell you what - stay after class and you can help me with Cela."
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"Relax, Jakers. You did a good job polishing that broom," he said and knew exactly what the Hufflepuff loved. "Here you go." And he gave Jakers a coupon.
Beaming proudly at the praise, Jake looked at the coupon he was being handed and gaped at it. Juuuuuust gaped.
He.
Was.
Being.
Allowed.
CHOCKLIT!
"Thank you..." the boy whispered, holding the coupon as though it were gold, vowing to protect it. (It was as valuable as gold as far as HE was concerned.)
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Screwing the lid back on the jar and tucking it back in the care kit, Sabel eyed the length of the broom handle. He had taken care not to miss a spot and to coat it evenly, but there were a few spots that bothered him. Taking the rage he tried to even them out and frowned a little when it did no good. Perhaps it was the warp of the wood or another blemish by the broom's previous carer covered up by wood stain.
His eyes trailed to the end of the broom where the nicks were still clearly visible under the polish and he let out a sigh. "Nothing like a few battle scars, huh Horus?"
Picking up the broom he moved over to show Professor Vindictus his broom, running his thumb over the nicks as he spoke up. "Sir, would I be able to stay for a few minutes and fills these with wood stain?"
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Time to do damage control. Yes, it did happen but high-strung Ravenclaws did crack once (or twice) every six or so years.
He walked over to Evelyn and kept his voice down so that a soon-to-be mortified Cela wouldn't hear him. "It's a Ravenclaw thing and it'll pass soon," Vindictus said in a low voice and slipped her a coupon.
"Okay, class. Show me your brooms and, erm, try not to stare at Miss Touissant as she examines the floor for dust mites," he said rather loudly. Dust mites on a dirt floor? Oh, well.
A Ravenclaw thing? Well it was darn good that she wasn't a Ravenclaw! Slytherins don't have mental breakdowns! And if they did, then they did it in private. "Thanks, Professor."
Frowning at the coupon that Professor Vinny gave her, she looked all around it, trying to figure out why it would upset the Ravenclaw girl, that she really needed to learn the name of. Well, she got the last name, but still... Shrugging her shoulders, she continued on with the second coat of polish, now going on to rubbing it off again. The handle of the broom she got wasn't so bad, so it only required a coat or two. Which was nice, the less work the better.
And that was it? Tail twigs being clipped and a shiny new polish? Sooo much better than baking. And she actually felt a little better too, in general that is. "I think I'm done too, Professor Vinnnn...something." she mumbled the last part, almost forgetting not to call him Vinny. But she forgot his name, so...blah.
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Having finished her broom, she stole a glance at Cela before turning her attention to the professor. She was a little nervious about the inspection seeing as she had never trimed and polished a broom. Runing her fingers gently over her broom she gave it a quick self inspection. It had seemed like a good job to her, but she wasn't sure. If she was looking at a newly groomed horse then that would be a diffrent story. But she never cared to watch her brother care for his broom, only watch him fly. Carefully picking up the broom she showed it to Vindictus. "I think I did a good job, but I'm not to sure.I did my best though."She gave her broom the once over while still holding it up, smiling at her hard work.
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Kellen picked up his broom and stepped around Cela, more glad than ever that he'd already redeemed his chocolate frog voucher. He didn't know what was up with the Ravenclaw lady-prefect, but whatever it was it was strange. Maybe she had a fierce hatred of Hogsmeade? Who knew?
He gave his broom a last check as he walked up to Vindictus. The polish seemed pretty smooth, but maybe he could have done a bit more with the clippers? In truth, he hadn't wanted to go clipper-happy in case Sabel got any ideas. Even subconscious ideas.
"My broom's all finished I think, sir." He held it out for inspection, still keeping a wary eye on Celandine. Dust mites? Mmhmm, sure sir, there's a reason I'm in your house. I'm not buying that for a second.
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"It depends on the crack, Marie," Vindictus replied and nodded at the broom she had worked on. "Good job." And he handed her a coupon. ]
"Thanks Professor," Marie said as she looked at the coupon the professor handed her. She knew that she was going to be going into Hogsmeade this weekend with Evan so she would be able to use her coupon then.
Bella was almost done, she just had to wait ten more seconds for the final coat to dry.
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2
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all done!
she looked at the broom. Very shiny. Very very shinny. She could even see her reflection in it, oo her hair was nice and pixie like today. She raised her hand, "I'm all done sir," she said to the professor.
"Oooo! Very shiny, Bella!" Vindictus exclaimed and he rewarded her efforts with a coupon.
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Picking up the broom he moved over to show Professor Vindictus his broom, running his thumb over the nicks as he spoke up. "Sir, would I be able to stay for a few minutes and fills these with wood stain?"
"You'll need to wait 24 hours, Sabel," Vindictus answered. "So come back tomorrow afternoon and then you can hide the nicks with the stain."
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And that was it? Tail twigs being clipped and a shiny new polish? Sooo much better than baking. And she actually felt a little better too, in general that is. "I think I'm done too, Professor Vinnnn...something." she mumbled the last part, almost forgetting not to call him Vinny. But she forgot his name, so...blah.
"Good job on that broom!" Vindictus exclaimed and looked around to see if there was anyone else waiting to show off their finished broom.
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"My broom's all finished I think, sir." He held it out for inspection, still keeping a wary eye on Celandine. Dust mites? Mmhmm, sure sir, there's a reason I'm in your house. I'm not buying that for a second.
"Good job, Kellan. Very good job, indeed." And he was beaming at how well the students completed the task.
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Vindictus then walked over to Kay and smiled at the young Hufflepuff. "You did a good job polishing that broom," he commented and he gave her a coupon, too.
Kay smiled and was happy that she had done a good job. "Thank you Professor." She said putting the broom back onto the table.
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