Henry's aunt always manages to come through for him. He'd had practice and didn't make it to Hogsmeade, but he'd come back to his room and found a parcel on his bed full of candy and his mom definitely wouldn't do that.

"Thanks, Aunt Zelena," he murmurs under his breath, then gets to work unwrapping trading cards. He's sitting in the middle of his bed and looks up as someone walks in. "Want a chocolate frog?" Doesn't even matter who it is, he pretty much likes everyone.