Her stomach grumbled loudly, awaking Crookshanks who had fallen asleep inside her mostly empty trunk. She glanced out the window, realizing it was dark outside. She had spent the day up in her room, neglecting to eat. She got up slowly from the parchment covered quilt, and stretched. She bent to retrieve Crookshanks, when she noticed the neglected pieces of garbage lingering in the trunk. A chewed-up extendable ear, a very crushed chocolate frog box, and much to her surprise, an old bottle of WonderWitch love potion. No doubt something she confiscated while prefect since she had never purchased any such frivolity.