Having left the Three Broomsticks in a storm, Garret found himself out on the slightly chilly street with his hands tucked in his jacket pockets and suddenly... friendless. He scowled at the students walking around, not really at them, but that was what it looked like.

This first Hogsmeade visit was not going like he had expected. Far from it, actually. He found himself walking towards the colourful sweet shop, looking for solace in familiar flavours.