Islay hadn’t noticed that someone else had come into the room until she heard footsteps? Turning her head she couldn’t help but grin as she saw the dancing Hufflepuff and without really asking or saying anything she started adding in blurs of yellow and black – like it was the flowing movement of the dancing puffer-boy.

SEEE it might not have looked great, but now this guy would have a painting of him…there almost done, she just grinned at him “nice moves” she grinned as she put down the paint materials. It was fine, it was a mess but it was fine.

With that the Gryffindor had moved away from the canvas again and was also dancing about and just, enjoying herself. "I don't think we've met...officially, i'm Islay" she smiled over to him as she twirled around and danced to the music.