Jen walked about the seventh floor corridor thinking hard I need a place where i can practice my magic and also write by myself she repeated over and over again. Finally, the door was open and Jen went inside to see a big room filled with pillows and parchement and quils, as well as figures for which she can use to practice her magic when she feels like taking a break from writing. Jen figured that after each page of writing she completes, she'll use one spell or curse on the figure, and then resume writing.

Promises don't mean a thing
When either way my heart stings
Tortured to remember, frightened to forget
But still I have no regrets
It doesn't change the way I feel
Not a dream this time, it's real
So catch me before I fall too deep
And kiss me before I fall asleep.

Jen smiled as she reread her words and then stood up, wand at the ready.
"Expelliarmus." She shouted at the figure, instantly, the wand in its hand flew backward and hit the wall, Jen beamed.