Closed Painting {PV Tesla}

Time and Date: Jan 26, Mid Afternoon

It was warm outside! Or at the very least, not so disgustingly cold Tes could justify going out for a brisk walk. Her lungs didn't like her running outdoors in the winter months, but she could always wear a scarf over her mouth and walk to enjoy the outdoors without hurting herself. Bundling up in her favorite fluffy yellow jacket over top a bulky brown wool sweater, with a misshapen hand knitted wool scarf and hat to cover her face and head, she bumbled her way out the front doors of Hogwarts and onto the grounds.

There was a brisk wind blowing by, but she took no notice of it, instead noticing a girl sitting under a tree a distance away, seemingly painting the grounds around her, but Tes couldn't see it from the distance she was and from the way she was sitting. She began to make her way over, planning to introduce herself and try to catch a glimpse at the painting, when a strong gust came and just about ripped the hat right off her head. She quickly held it down, looking up and seeing the girl scrambling after her brushes that were rolling away with the wind.

Conveniently, they were blowing her way, so even as she chased after them Tes hurried forward, running up to stop the brushes in their escape and scoop up the ones that reached her before the wind finally stopped blowing them away. Gathering her prize into one hand, a little bit dirtier than they were a few moments ago before they'd been blown along the ground, Tes held them out, smiling and slightly out of breath from her rush. "That sure was some wind wasn't it! I'm Tesla Stone, but you can call me Tes! I'm a first year Hufflepuff. What's your name?" she leaned curiously to the side to look at the painting still standing by the tree, "Watcha painting?"

Freya sees that a tall girl with messy blonde hair and freckles on her cheeks and nose grabs her brushes and holds them out towards her introducing herself and making conversation.
Freya is very excited to meet somebody who has the same vibe as hers!
"that definitely was some wind! Wasn't expecting there to be any!" she giggles a little.
The strong window was very unexpected but definitely appreciated. Freya never backs down from making a new friend and how could this time be any different.
"I'm Freya Augustus! I'm a first year Ravenclaw! I absolutely love your name! Reminds of a muggle figure!" she smiles and holds out her hand for a handshake.
"i was just trying to paint some flowers you know, do you wanna see? They won't be something professional they're just blobs of color i doodled on" she smiles and points towards the painting.
She loves it when someone asks her about her art though she's not the best at it but it's still appreciated when someone takes an interest.
She uses painting and her friends as an escape from school work or just life at times, so for her someone taking an interest in her art is like taking interest in her life!

Tes lit up with joy at how much energy Freya had, happy that she didn't have to feel like she had to hold back her enthusiasm. Sure she loved all of her friends that weren't quite so excitable as her, but this round faced girl with her eager handshake let Tes know she'd made the right decision in going outside on this unexpectedly windy day.

She eagerly shook Freya's hand, laughing slightly and answering, "It certainly looked like it wouldn't be windy today so I totally understand! It's nice to meet you. Your name is super cool too! My mum's a muggleborn and she really likes science so she told me that my name came from some American scientist or something like that. It does sound pretty cool though, so I don't mind at all! Is your name from something? I feel like I've heard it before in a story but I try to avoid reading and sitting inside if I can help it," Tes giggled a bit sheepishly, hoping Freya wouldn't care that she didn't enjoy reading as much as most people in Hogwarts seemed to.

When Freya gestured towards the painting she'd been working on before the wind stole her brushes Tes eagerly leaned forward to look at it. It wasn't made by a master painter by any means, but she could easily see the sky and the colors and shapes of flowers and she happily pointed out the flowers Freya had been filling in. "It looks so pretty! I love how colorful it is. Thanks for showing it to me. Do you paint often? I wish I was better at art, but I just don't have the patience to sit and learn enough. You're really good at it!" Tes plopped herself on the ground out of the way of Freya's painting spot, settling in to chat and let the Ravenclaw keep painting.