When Elena found out that Hogwarts had an art classroom, she immediately knew that she had to see it for herself. She had of course signed up for art as one of her extra-curriculars. But she also wanted to explore on her own. A true artist couldn't always control when inspiration struck, so she couldn't guarantee that it would strike during a scheduled activity time.

Elena was able to find the art room without too much trouble. She threw open the door and was immediately overwhelmed by the sheer amount of options available to her. Any creative endeavor a student could possibly want to pursue, they could with ease with the supplies in the room. Elena gravitated toward the painting supplies. It was what she was most used to. There were plenty of easels, but she had a different idea, that would require a couple of different painting supplies. Her first step was to start pushing aside a few of the tables and easles because she was going to need plenty of floor space.

Addyson had made quick work of the layout of the castle. Lower bellies of the castle were where her brother's dormitory and the Slytherin dormitory, the kitchens, and other various rooms. She'd have to ask her brother if his common room had windows... hopefully there was some form of light? The higher floors were where her dormitory and Avalon's was so- she wasn't too concerned about either common room having windows. Now, the first floor had a few interesting rooms that had caught Addyson's eye when she had been exploring earlier - particularly the art classroom. So now that homework had been completed (a rule set for herself that she was strict to adhering to), she was now able to visit the art classroom.

Twisting the doorknob, she pushed open the door and walked into the room. Her eyes widened. The brief glance gave her an overview of the photography area and smaller tables but as she scanned the room she noticed.... all the BOOKS! and supplies! There were pastels there! She always liked the way you could blend pastels together... Imagine painting the night sky where you could see the bright stars and some planets... all the deep purples, blues, greens, blacks, and indigos... But.. what if she mixed medias with like watercolour pencil or paint?

"Wicked," Addyson muttered under her breath as she walked further into the room, noticing a fellow first year eying paints and a few easels. She remained quiet for a pause and was well... about to go about on her own project. However, she had remembered her siblings' (and parents) encouragement. She had to be 'friendly'... She had scoffed, quickly becoming offended at the accusation. Knowing what to say to a stranger was... challenging and awkward... She did not do well at small talk.

"What are you going to make?" she asked, tilting her head slightly to the left as she tried to imagine what the other girl was going to make. Paints, perhaps?

Elena was so focused on her task that she didn't hear the door open, and didn't notice right away when somebody else entered the room. But when she turned to pull the last easel out of the way, she saw the figure of a girl around her age in the room. Elena was immediately excited. The thing she was most looking forward to about Hogwarts was meeting new people. And this girl was a person that she hadn't met yet, but was someone that could become a friend! The fact that they had both chosen to come to the art room meant they at least had something in common, right?

Elena gave the girl a cheery smile. "Hello! Oh, what was she going to make? "I'm going to put a big paper on the floor and then dance on it! First I need a tarp or something though." Because she wasn't going to be able to guarantee that all of the paint would stay on the paper. Somebody else might be able to just do cleanup with magic, but she didn't know the spell for that yet. So she was going to deploy preventative measures. There had to be some sort of tarp around here somewhere, right? Anyway, at the moment she was focused on making a new friend. "My name is Elena, what's yours?"

Oh, she probably should have started with hello but curiosity had gotten the better of her. Addyson listened as Elena explained what she was going to do. She was going to dance on the paper? What? Why? Good paper deserved to painted on and what if it ripped underneath the pressure of her feet? Unless... she was planning to paint with her feet by dancing...? "So you are going to use your feet as a paintbrush?" she asked curiously before she pointed her toes through her shoes, pretending to visualise her foot as a paintbrush. That was really creative. "Neat!" She wondered what colours the other girl would use. Maybe there would be a moodiness to the painting - she could see movement being throughout the piece too. Yes, she could see it now.

"Oh, I'm Addyson - my friends call me Addy though," she explained with a small smile. "You got sorted too, right? I think I saw you in the sorting queue. Do you like your house?"

"Yes!" Elena yelled that perhaps a bit more enthusiastically than necessary. Oops. But she was excited that the other girl had understood her vision. She beamed at her. "Then it will be like a visual of what the dance steps look like represented in paint." She moved toward a box of supplies, looking through it to see if she could find a tarp.

"It's very nice to meet you Addyson," she said, because she was polite. She didn't know if by telling her her nickname she meant that Elena could call her that too. She'd said it was for her friends, and Elena didn't know if they were friends yet. They had just met. Though she would certainly be happy to be friends. But she wasn't sure what the other girl thought. "My name is Elena." And she had to admit that she didn't remember her from the sorting. There were so many people it was hard to remember any of them in particular. Plus, she wasn't paying the most attention to people other than herself and Alexei. "I do, sorta. I mean I do like it but I wish I was in the same house as my brother."

The over-enthusiastic reaction just got a nod and hmm from Addyson. It was nice to see someone so excited about their creation. She paused, listening to her as she visualised the different movements that the paintbrush- feet and toes would do. "That sounds really... creative. What colours are you going to use?" she asked, trying to picture it more vividly. Would Elena paint the whole canvas one colour and then use another for the feet brushing?

She had never been told that it was very nice to meet her. Lily hadn't said that about her. So maybe she had just been 'nice' to meet? What was the difference between a 'nice' to meet you and a 'very nice' to meet you? Now she was curious. And... she also wondered what her siblings would have thought about that- however, she supposed the girl was simply very kind and polite. Her grandfather had always and often reminded her that 'Manners maketh the witch or wizard' so maybe she had been raised in a similar manner. "It's also very nice to meet you too, Elena," she offered with a grin.

Oh, so she had a brother? "I have one too! A brother that is." She paused, wondering what Avalon would think if she didn't mention her. Eventually she was certain Elena and Avalon would bump into each other. They were both Gryffindors. "And a sister too," she added. "They are both in different houses too. What house is your brother in? And why do you wish you were in the same house?"

Addyson was enjoying her freedom.