Hogsmeade weekends were always a treat. The blonde loved living in the castle but a change of scenery was always appreciated when Hogwarts was beginning to become a little monotonous. She had practically skipped her way along the long path to the village, keeping an eye out for a friend or two to join but had no such luck. Instead she headed for the beloved sweet shop whose colourful wares displayed in the windows were drawing her attention.

Aurora had no reason to be buying a tonne of sweeties other than because she could. It was a terrible idea that the small amount of pocket money she had been making from doing an older student a favour, would be entirely going on confectionery. The fourth year was already bubbly enough to not need extra sugar flowing through her veins and yet as she sauntered down the aisles of Honeydukes shoving nougat and fudge and ice mice and sugar quills into her basket without a thought over how much it’ll all cost.

Passing by the free samples counter, she stopped in her tracks at the bright red jelly slug that she subtly popped into her mouth.