There was no shame in asking for help in the Dark Art's, it was a difficult art to master, and who better to ask for help than a Slytherin. They excelled, usually, in the Dark Art's, Nick was no exception. He smiled and replied calmly "I wouldn't mind at all, it would be pretty cool I think. We should arrange a date and a time and Ill be there. I can help you with written or practical." Obviously Nick would much rather do the practical sides of the subject but the essay's and the homework were equally important. What would Nick want in return? Nothing, just now. If he was talking to his friends in the common room though, he would be counting these meeting's as dates.
It was around this time the carriage halted, obviously they were at the castle, the rest they would have to walk. Nick rose to his feet, ducked down slightly so that he did not hit his head of the roof. Grabbing up his black leather man satchel he opened the door and stepped out into the night air. Turning around he offered Sierra his hand. It was the gentlemanly thing to do and the step was quite high "Come, Ill give you a hand down and escort you into the hall." His smile was charming, indeed Nick Valentine was in high demand up at the castle. He was probably one of the most handsome Slytherin around. Usually Slytherins were well built and bull faced but not Nick. His voice was as smooth as velvet and he spoke again "Come, dont be afraid."