Eden had spent the better part of her morning trudging around the castle, getting used to it and looking for a good place to practice some spells away from the nosy eyes of the staff - her forehead already smarted enough from her new face tattoo.

But SOMEONE had to teach her some magic, even if those somebodies would have to be the authors of her textbooks. Her back was already stiff from lugging her stuffed school bag around and she was thinking of just practicing in her dorm when she noticed an unlocked, slightly ajar door.

Peeking inside, her eyes lit up. It was a big, open space - perfect for the destructive menace-witch she was ready to become. She placed the copy of Standard Book of Spells on the floor along with a large rock from outside and flipped to "Wingardium Leviosa." Had she wanted to start with the finger-removing spell? Yes. But it was too advanced. So instead she focused all her energy (she'd been practicing) on the levitation spell, willing the rock to hurl at a specific part of the ceiling.

And failed. Again, again, and again; the rock would get halfway to the high ceiling, or come dangerously close to smashing a window on the wall across the room, or most insultingly...just flip over on the ground pathetically, not even having the decency to rise. This was getting tiring. But still, she persevered.