nikolas vaisey doesn't need a broom to fly (besserwisser) wrote in wished,
Brow furrowing as a shadow was suddenly thrown over him, accompanied by a snide remark, Nikolas shifted his gave upwards. Malfoy. "Not a all."
He rolled over onto him stomach and pushed himself up to a stand - not slowly, exactly, but enough so to convey that he regarded this meeting with, at best, mild interest. Now at a level more appropriate for a serious talk, Nikolas leaned a bit on his broom and looked at Malfoy. His expression was neutral, but it was all he could do not to look even slightly insolent. This was already grating on him, and they hadn't even exchanged words.
Keeping his tone even, Nikolas cocked his head a bit. "So, I guess we'll skip over the niceties. What did you need to speak with me about?"