Godric moaned as he came to. He saw that Nick was helping him up. That was something he wasn't expecting. He thought Nick had cast the curse that had brought the man down. He looked at Nick with a new vision of the boy. Speaking in parsletounge he spoke only to Nick for the moment not wanting to imagine his cousin casting the torturers curse. "I was wrong about you Nick. Not only did you try to get her away, but for some odd reason you came back to help me. Why? I was an absolute jerk to you. I apologize. And I don't do that often. From now on I have your back if you have mine." For Godric this was an Unbreakable Vow to himself. Even if Nick said no, then he would still be there if the boy needed him. Ever.
As the shards of glass left and some of the Cruciatis' pain eased he could finaly think clearly. He looked at his cousin with a sad smile playing on his lips. "To think of all the times you blessed me out for the Dark Arts, look at you. I would say how proud I am, but we need to get out of here and get rid of the spell history on our wands. I know the spell. So don't worry." He looked at Nick pointing his wand at the other boy's "Evanesco Incantom" he said erasing the history of the wand's spells.
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