When Gus accepted chaperoning locations he always tended to have an ulterior motive. He was the first in line to watch over Honeydukes despite it being a popular location for unofficial courting - who wouldn’t be wooed by someone willing to purchase them sweets? Gus Lissington didn’t have a sweetheart to buy him ample amounts of chocolate frogs, fudge and anything else guaranteed to give him cavities, so he spent a lot of galleons on himself, most during Hogsmeade weekend for the students. It was meant to hold him over for the month, but sometimes he was forced into a walk of shame in order to restock his pile of chocolate frogs because he couldn’t ever resist eating the entire thing in one sitting. (Or multiple, but there was never anyone around to judge him!)
Today another professor had beat him to his general station although Gus had happily taken the flower show after hearing a few murmurs that Honeyduke had partnered with the Potts family once again. He wasn’t sure if that meant the sweets would be floral shaped or floral flavored, but he would try anything at least once. He already had two baked items clutched in his hands as he did a round around the tent to ensure no students where trying to be in places they shouldn’t. He was sure by the end of the day he’d have at least one of everything he hadn’t tried.
Gus heard Mr. Honeyduke before he saw him, an easy grin spreading across his face as he shifted to rearrange the boxes in his hands as he turned toward him. “Any excuse to get my monthly fix.” He replied before he shrugged. He’d always had a sweet tooth but being at Hogwarts instead of traipsing through caverns and tombs meant he should probably cut back. “Someone else took Honeydukes from me.” Apparently he hoarded the experience, but it helped too, that his consistency there was helping him create bonds with some students.
“I’m glad I ran into you, Mr. Honeyduke. What am I buying? Because it looks good and I’m sure I’ll enjoy it, but I just want to be prepared.” Gus laughed as he held the couple boxes he’d grabbed on his way into the tent. His eyes flitted around to ensure there was no canoodling before he turned his attention back to the man.
Today another professor had beat him to his general station although Gus had happily taken the flower show after hearing a few murmurs that Honeyduke had partnered with the Potts family once again. He wasn’t sure if that meant the sweets would be floral shaped or floral flavored, but he would try anything at least once. He already had two baked items clutched in his hands as he did a round around the tent to ensure no students where trying to be in places they shouldn’t. He was sure by the end of the day he’d have at least one of everything he hadn’t tried.
Gus heard Mr. Honeyduke before he saw him, an easy grin spreading across his face as he shifted to rearrange the boxes in his hands as he turned toward him. “Any excuse to get my monthly fix.” He replied before he shrugged. He’d always had a sweet tooth but being at Hogwarts instead of traipsing through caverns and tombs meant he should probably cut back. “Someone else took Honeydukes from me.” Apparently he hoarded the experience, but it helped too, that his consistency there was helping him create bonds with some students.
“I’m glad I ran into you, Mr. Honeyduke. What am I buying? Because it looks good and I’m sure I’ll enjoy it, but I just want to be prepared.” Gus laughed as he held the couple boxes he’d grabbed on his way into the tent. His eyes flitted around to ensure there was no canoodling before he turned his attention back to the man.
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