Raven made another potion, the polyjuice potion. She thought she'd need it later in life. Her owl squawked and flew into her bedroom to wake her up, "Stop! I'm getting up in a minute." Raven sighed waving her arms about. The owl cocked its head questioningly and flew away again. 

She put it next to her ageing potion. "Done." She grinned at her beige cat, Apple. 

"Good work." Apple purred.

"Thanks." Raven looked out the window, everything was a snowy white blanket. Perfect. Raven collected some snow in a bottle and put it in her freezer, just in case she ever needed it.