It took Neville a long time to stir. His sleep, while relatively painless, had been uneasy, but he had finally manage to slip into an almost unconcious state. As soon as he started waking, the aches and pains of the Cruciatus curse returned with a vengeance. He groaned and half-sat up before he even realised what was happening. He blinked up into the darkness. "Mum?" he whispered. He turned slightly and was shocked to register the presence of another person. "D-dad?"