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grangerfan8 
There was only so many times one could get locked out of his own common room before he just decided to spend the day in there so that embarrassment couldn't happen again. Today was one of those days. Paris has on an outfit made for lounging and his uke on his back, looking for a place to play when he saw that first year painting.
"Whatcha doin'?" He tried not to be a shadow, standing beside the younger boy instead, light eyes running over the artwork with interest.
Thornton put down his pencil and looked up to see who was beside him.
"Oh, hi Paris." The boy smiled, eyes flicking to the ukulele with interest. But he quickly turned his eyes back to the work spread out in front of him at the question.
"I'm, uh," Thornton thought a moment.
"I'm turning a star chart into a painting." He pointed to the rough sketch that was off to the side that he had made in the planetarium, tracing over the lines of the constellation with his finger.
"They're called the southern birds and I thought it'd be cool to paint the actual birds over the stars."
He shrugged.
"It's for my little sister."