He needed candy and he needed it now. He walked briksly down the high street in Hogsmead on a mission toward the candy shop. He pulled his green hoodie up over his head and pressed on. His sneakers crunching the leaves with every heavy step. His spirits were low and like a true junkie he needed the sugar high to chase the pain away and make him feel better.

He pushed open the door and a little bell went off somewhere. He grabbed a basket and zeroed in on the ice mice and the sugar quills. Next came the pepper imps and the jelly slugs. A maniacal light was ablaze in his light brown eyes. Then there was the Bertie Botts, the chocolate frogs and the Drooble's. His basket was weighing more than he was now, but still he wanted some fudge. He wanted some chocolate dragon and milk chocolate. He heaved several slabs of both into his basket.

After getting his fill he dragged his basket over to the counter to pay for everything.