Bec enjoyed Charms classes. It wasn’t that she was amazing at it but she managed to get by with the others pretty well. There was room for improvement though but that was why she went to classes. As she entered the classroom for the afternoon lesson and she didn’t even notice how clean the room was. Maybe because she was used to it by now. However, the easels where the desks were supposed to be obviously caught her attention and she scratched the back of her head. They were going to paint in charms class?

Interested, Bec wondered if they were going to learn a charm that shot coloured paint out of their wands to make an art work but then her smile fell. She wasn’t an artist. But first she needed to greet the Professor. The Gryffindor looked at the front desk but soon realised that the man was nowhere in sight. Was he late. Tsk. How can a Professor be late?! Her brown eyes then travelled to the board and read what was on it.

So she had been right. They had to paint. But not for a grade nor was he collecting them later. Just …paint. “Am I the only one who thinks this is strange?” she asked no one in particular as she made her way to one of the easels. She looked at the colors and then at the canvas. What did people even paint? And then it hit her.

She dipped her finger in the black paint and drew a circle. Next came a straight line down , the body then two lines in the opposite direction for the legs and then she drew six arms. Yes, six. With another finger, the eleven year old pushed it in the red paint, swirled it around and brought it to the canvas. She drew a cloak around, a red cloak which she added with golden dots on it to make it look more majestic. On top of the head, Bec drew a pink crown with blue jewels on top of each spike and added vampire teeth before she grinned proudly at her artwork.

It needed a title though….