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Naked. Figuratively speaking, then, of course. He had bared all of himself to me. The trust he put into me still manages to throw me off at times. He had apologised to me, right after the trial to which I testified. I accepted his apology, saying that it was behind us now, the rivalry that we still carried on. I gave him back his wand, and all he could do was hug me. I was stunned, of course, unable to move. And then I brought my arms around him. After all, he was just a terrified teenager, forced to do things he wouldn't have done under normal circumstances. It was the thing that cleared him. And that's where our friendship began.