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nikolas vaisey doesn't need a broom to fly (besserwisser) wrote in wished,

He shrugged and cracked his knuckles loudly, staring up at a stray cloud passing over the moon. "Yeah, you're talented, Greengrass, though maybe not enough to unify Hogwarts' hallowed halls..." Nikolas mumbled, wondering if she was honestly unsure of herself or if she was just fishing for reassurance. He tended to think the latter. "I'm not talking about some ultimate good being achieved by you playing. I just mean that music is one of those things that people enjoy hearing, and if you're honestly good at it, someone would probably like hearing it."

For the life of him Nikolas really didn't understand how one could be that selfish. Well, he did understand that being raised in a certain sort of environment might predispose one to becoming very self-centered, but in his own opinion he'd had very similar privileges and situations growing up. Of course, he wasn't exactly the most willing to give of his time and talents either - Nikolas only really applied himself to things he was personally invested in. He was fully capable of doing well in many more areas than he allowed himself to excel, and quite frankly it was because he just didn't want to bother. In his own way, he was as selfish as Daphne. But at the moment he was neither able nor willing to make that connection, and Daphne's view confused and annoyed him.

Nikolas rolled his head to the side and looked at her disapprovingly, or made his best attempt at a disapproving face. It didn't help that he was currently beginning to feel rather drowsy, and her proximity to him made it difficult for him to focus on her face. "If you were complete shit, then yeah, I'd say keep your music to yourself, we'd all be better off. But you're obviously not, so it just seems selfish."