Tennessee went up the Gryffindor tower however thoughts about homework bugged her. Her mind drifted to the Transfigurations homework and so she got up from bed again and went over to rummage her bag for her Transfigurations notebook. She thought she’d need a bit of light reading to make the perfect frame to give to someone else. “Now where was that topic again,” she said as she plopped on to her bed again and was browsing her notebook. She was pointing at the words and then she mumbled, “There!” She silently read again their lesson.

“Statua Habitum,” she said and shook her head. “No! There’s a correct pronunciation for that,” she corrected herself. She remembered that it was syllabicated in a proper way. "Stat-UA HAB-itum, Stat-UA HAB-itum," Tennessee whispered as her head bounced along the way. She was just trying to practice the pronunciation of the incantation. "Stat-UA HAB-itum," she breathed again. She would just revert it back if it won't work or it won't appear just like what she wanted to. Her eyes darted again on her notebook and read it exactly what was written on it "Stat-UA HAB-itum.”

For a few minutes she kept on repeating the incantation while looking at her notes. "Stat-UA HAB-itum, Stat-UA HAB-itum, Stat-UA HAB-itum, Stat-UA HAB-itum,” Then continued on saying it without looking at her notebook. She stopped when she felt like she needed to practice it and so she grabbed for her wand which was underneath her pillow. She quickly pulled some of the parchments on her desk leaving again her desk unorganized.

Obviously her bed wasn’t as flat as it should be so she just sat on the floor and laid the parchment there. “Now all I have to do is to say the incantation correctly and trace the paper with the frame I want,” she said to no one. She readied herself and said it "StatUA HABitum," while tracing a square on the paper.

As she waited for a frame to emerge, nothing happened. She blinked and still nothing happened to the parchment. "Why?" She gasped. "I thought i said it right already," she frowned. She yawned. She was getting sleepy. But she have to try again. "Statua Habitum," she said again as she repeated the tracing. She knew that time she hadn't said it right. She would really have to familiarize herself with it. "Okay," she said in a defeated tone. "I'll work on you in the morning." She set aside the parchment and her wand. Maybe she'd be able to make one perfectly tomorrow.