Oh, Chocolate Frogs! Dalton may have eyed them suspiciously before slipping one into his pocket and looking up at the Professor gratefully. "Thanks," he managed, before weaving through the desks and slipping into a seat near the back of the room. Gosh, he always hated being one of the first to arrive.

The heating charms were appreciated, though, and the sixth year pulled his beanie off and stuffed it in his bag. Hat hair galore.