nikolas vaisey doesn't need a broom to fly (besserwisser) wrote in wished,
The whipping wind was doing a number on his hair, and Nikolas attempted to brush it out of his eyes once before deciding it really was a lost cause. He crossed his arms and stood near Millicent, leaning his head in to hear her. To an onlooker, they probably looked quite conspiratorial. But if anyone did approach, they had a perfectly valid excuse.
"It was possibly the weirdest experience I've had here," he admitted. "I thought maybe I was in trouble for something, but all she did was congratulate me on the game, and say I'd been doing better in class.
And then she kept going on about how I'm not very close with most of my housemates, and possibly didn't share all of their views on certain subjects, and then wham," Here he snapped his fingers sharply. "She told me what was going on."