"Concepts or not, it's not for me," he admitted, a smile on his face as he shook his head. He'd long decided he would avoid any career path that focused too much on concrete data. He preferred creative freedom and flexibility—something numbers offered none of.
Once all the stars were properly measured and in place, Edmund sat back and stared at their work in silence. It was precise and pleasing to the eye, which was what important when making a proper star chart; still, it needed a little more. With a shy smile in her direction he began digging in his bag, the sound of wood clanking against the floor beneath them filling the otherwise quiet air. He pulled out a small container of watercolor paints, which he wouldn't admit he'd painstakingly charmed to ensure they wouldn't spill or lose their hue despite their constant sloshing around. He opened the containers and laid them out in front of him before he grabbed his wand.
"I had a very artistic tutor growing up," he explained, beginning to wave his wand over the paper. He muttered a quiet spell, and then quill markings slowly became embossed. "When I went to Hogwarts, he left me a small booklet filled with charms to help with my art. I have Professor Weber help me on occasion." He then took his paintbrush and began to carefully layer shades of blue, grey, and green in an attempt to simulate the appearance of the galaxies.
Once all the stars were properly measured and in place, Edmund sat back and stared at their work in silence. It was precise and pleasing to the eye, which was what important when making a proper star chart; still, it needed a little more. With a shy smile in her direction he began digging in his bag, the sound of wood clanking against the floor beneath them filling the otherwise quiet air. He pulled out a small container of watercolor paints, which he wouldn't admit he'd painstakingly charmed to ensure they wouldn't spill or lose their hue despite their constant sloshing around. He opened the containers and laid them out in front of him before he grabbed his wand.
"I had a very artistic tutor growing up," he explained, beginning to wave his wand over the paper. He muttered a quiet spell, and then quill markings slowly became embossed. "When I went to Hogwarts, he left me a small booklet filled with charms to help with my art. I have Professor Weber help me on occasion." He then took his paintbrush and began to carefully layer shades of blue, grey, and green in an attempt to simulate the appearance of the galaxies.
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