She hadn't been to Hogsmead in months and with the coming onslaught on finals and her quidditch blues and thought a serious boast in her sugar consumption would be the best thing for her to do. She walked slowly into the candy shop grabbing a basket to load up with. She walked around the candy store looking at all the candies and wrinkling her little nose at the blood pops and candied cockroaches. She grabbed a handful of sugar quills and ice mice. She grabbed another box of jelly slugs for Chanel. The little Imp loved those things.