Kennedy stood up once he felt ready perform this charm. He went to stand next to a broom and directed his wand at it, but then pulled back. He repeated the wand movement once more before. Swish and clockwise twirl. There. He had this. Yeah.

The prefect stood in front of the immobile broom. A broom would always remind him of home. Especially the swishing sound it made against the floor. He could almost hear it, or was it someone had already mastered the charm? Meh. He shifted his wand toward the broom and said, "Liberum Arbitrium Broom," as he did a swish and clockwise twirl. His voice had come out confident, something he lacked in his earlier years. It could have also been that he had been concentrating on it pretty hard. It didn't matter though. Not as much as the broom moving in front of him. The charm had worked properly. He slightly grinned at himself.

That's how it's done people.

His green eyes followed the broom's movement. This reminded him of his mother. She would have loved that charm, if only she wasn't muggle and didn't have a thing against all magical things. The ironic thing was - to him - that magic came easy to him, but his mother disliked it with a passion.