Vickers burst through the Observatory like a tornado, zooming about the circular room, peeking out of every window until he finally settles under one-- the one with the ornate balcony. He dumps his things unceremoniously on the floor and grabs hold of the stretchy rope, unwinding it in a manic energy until it has completely unspooled, then looping one end and knotting it tightly around the balcony’s ironworks. Giving it a few sharp tugs he thinks (or however you call thinking in a feverish manic state) it can support his weight, then began tying the other end of the rope all around himself.
BUT there is a reason why there was a bag full of deflated balloons see…
He seized the bag and ripped it open, the strings and wrinkly balloons spilling all over the floor. With a spell he began inflating the balloons and closing it up with strings, then began tying those strings around his wrists, the loops of his pants, around his arms-- and pretty soon he was hidden in this large colorful cloud…. which started to lift him up up the ceiling…
Oh but he’s not quite done yet.
With a bit of effort he grabbed Vivi’s gift from within his shirt then threw open the lid. The whiff of the charm hit him square on the face, the effect taking ahold of him quickly. The charm gave the sensation of flying… and indeed that’s what he’s feeling right now….
”I’m flying!!!” he wheezed and cackled in that cloud of colorful balloons-- of which are inching closer to the open balcony.
”Fly! Fly!” he hollered as he waved his floaty arms, making those balloons slip right through the balcony and up the open sky…
So there he was, floating into the great blue yonder, gazing at all of Hogwarts slowly shrinking beneath his feet, he could even see thestrals whizzing by him, waving back at them as they stared oddly back at him.
----TUG!
Oh he’s not moving forward anymore. In fact, he feels like he’ streeeeetching.
The bungee cord still tethered him to the balcony, but the balloons were pulling him up and away from it. Still manic-- and still feeling like he was flying under his own power-- he whipped out his wand and started taking aim at this nice red thing infront of his face…
POP!
There goes one balloon…
POP!__________________POP!
…..and another… and another….
POP!_________POP!_________POP!_________POP!_________POP!_________ POP!_________POP!
… and for anyone with really sharp hearing around the castle grounds, for a few seconds it sounded like a string of fireworks was going off…
And without his floaty friends Vickers started to fall… fall fall fall
”FLYYIIIINGG!!! WOOHOOHOOO!!!” he cackled, zooming towards the ground. Oh look he can almost touch the grass--
-- BOIIIIIIIIINNNGGGG!!!
Bungee cord yanks him back up into the air, the Ravenclaw’s cackling drifts away as he zooms back up towards the sky. Arms flailing, laughter echoing, and the happiest smile he’s had in his whole life plastered across his face, Vickers zooms up and down the side of the Astronomy tower, the flight charm compounding the effects of the bungee jump. Who cares if he cant keep his balance on a broom, nothing beats feeling like a Fwooper set free.