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RachieRu 
Hattie just smiled at her friend. She didn't want to be pushy, but she didn't want Felicity feeling like she wasn't good at art, or good enough. Hattie just happened to be really good at art. But she had years of practice with being creative and arty. So she was bound to be good. Or at least kind of good. She didn't say that though, because she knew Felicity would just praise her, and she really didn't want her friend feeling bad. She loved the girl, and just wanted her to be happy.
"Yeaah. But I have loads of paintings of the lake" It was really no secret that she was pretty great at landscapes. Portraits weren't her best piece though. "What I don't have a lot of is portraits of my pretty friends"
So that was something Felicity couldn't argue with. She
did think about pouting and claiming that Hattie was totally wrong, and that she had prettier friends that she could paint, but she knew the other girl would either state the obvious - that none of her other friends were present right then - or would deny that they were prettier and insist that Felicity was on their level.
Which was, of course, what a friend did.
Even if they were totally wrong and there was no way in Merlins underpants she was as pretty as any of their other friends. "Fine," she said, the corners of her mouth turning up in a shy smile. "Paint away." At least a pretty background would detract from the weirdo that was front and center, yeah?