Snatching another piece of the pastries Belladonna had prepared at his request, he was still hungry despite the sandwich he had had with tea not an hour before, Harry shook his head. "I've invited him for my birthday. He should at least have rsvp'd." Another pastry. Still hungry. For the last week, Harry felt like he was eating day in and day out. He had increased his workout routine and still gained three pounds. Tom had mocked him and then jinxed him for becoming too slow. An experience he did not want to repeat. He eyed the canary creams. They looked delicious. Snatching the apple Ron threw at him, he bit into the crunchy skin.