He saw the lady walk by with the food trolley and excused himself to catch up with it. Caring for an upset bird and a restless dog was tiring him out, not to mention its making him twice as hungry given the hour.

What he saw on the trolley made his eyes light up. It was everything that his grandmother forbade him to eat unless it was Christmas or his birthday-- and they were even heavily moderated. He reached out for the cauldron cake, stacking two in his hands, then grabbed a handful of the chocolate frogs and stuffing them into his pockets. His free hand started to hover between the jelly slugs and the licorice wands. Oh which one to get first???