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Tweak says, "I tot I saw a putty tat!"

Two days before Christmas had to be the worst day to finish up one's holiday shopping, Liam thought with a sigh as he weaved through the thick crowds ambling around Diagon Alley. It wasn't as though he'd put all of his shopping off until today. It was simply that he'd found it impossible to figure out what to get his mum and sister. Maybe they shouldn't be so difficult to shop for, but they were to him. It was only fair, though, as he assumed he was terribly difficult to shop for, as well.

The Alley was impossibly crowded, and though he wasn't generally prone to anxiety, Liam was quite eager to be out of it. Thankfully, most of the shoppers seemed to be in jovial moods, the holiday spirit apparently strong. It helped, some, that holiday music trilled from the shops as he passed them by, pausing at points to look in windows, hoping that the perfect gifts would magically appear along the way.

With a sigh, Liam ducked into Honeydukes on Victory Road, thinking that, if nothing else, he could get them each their favorite sweets. And maybe inspiration would strike while he looked through the confections.