Olly looked at the drawing Rooney was showing him. The ideas he had were pretty good, he liked them. "Flowers are good," he said. "Because of Herbology and the greenhouses and stuff." Professor Myers would like that, right? Olly wanted to paint the sun too. It was bright and fun. And painting flowers was fun too. He just liked to paint, he didn't really care what he was painting. Olly moved over once more and set to stirring a third bucket of paint. That part of the process was almost done.

Oh no. Olly looked up, hopeful that the footsteps belonged to someone who might want to join. But of course it wasn't. Well, he still wasn't sure where Professor Myers would stand on the whole painting thing. He supposed they were about to find out.

"Mixing some paint," he said innocently, and quickly added, "Sir."