This time Bastian put the treats in with the things they had bought from the Quidditch supplies. He grinned at Harry and offered his hand again so they could leave. This time though, before they could really get anywhere the clouds that had hung in the sky all day an threatened rain finally made good on their promise. The down pour hit fast and hard.
Bastian knew he should scatter like the other shoppers, ducking into shelter to get away from the rain, but all he could do for a moment was stand there and let it fall on him.