"The optimist already sees the scar over the wound; the pessimist still sees the wound underneath the scar" – Ernst Schroder
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Lavender - She wears her scars like velvet.
A criss-crossed pattern of silver lines running down her back, face and chest, she instantly draws attention from whomever she passes. Of course, it's not the first time she has ever caught people staring. It was strange at first... they viewed her like an animal in an exhibit. Something to be pointed at, pitied for and, in some cases, jeered at (but only by the Muggles who didn't know any better.)
But now, well...now she's learnt to deal with it. She's realised that the stares will just be a new part of her life, just like the scars. Slowly, she's learnt to make space for these strange markings on her skin, gained in a movement of teeth upon flesh in the darkness and bloody madness. Time is obviously the best healer, but when one has scars like her, even that healing power would take an eternity to fix her.
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Harry – His scar is a thing of the past.
He's come to view nineteen years as a blessed number. That is, if he believed in any sort of God he would. No longer does he have to wear it like a brand on his forehead, a mark of whom and what he used to be – used to mean. Finally, that lightning bolt cut on his forehead is just another scar and not something that defines who he is, or who he could be in accordance to some sort of prophecy.
He's just Harry Potter, no longer Harry Potter The-Boy-Who-Lived. Just as he proclaimed so naively all those years ago in a dingy little shack, he's now 'Harry, just Harry'. No strings attached or false promises, deaths or battles. For once, he's his own man that defines his own future - his scar no longer defines him.
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Charlie – His scars signal danger.
To any onlooker, Charlie instantly draws a sort of shocked and awed attention to him. Even though his scars were not gained in battle, like so many other war heroes, they still stand out. Each of them vary, from the small silver scar on his right cheek from shaving too close, or from the large red mark across his chest from a Hungarian Horntail.
Dragon taming is a dangerous job and the scars are all part of the package. However, he has more than most tamers at his reserve which could either be viewed as brave or foolish. When people ask about them, he doesn't glamorise how or when he got them – but instead, tells them the simple and plain truth of it all. He's a Dragon Tamer. It's part of the job. …That still doesn't stop him from pulling witches, however.
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Bellatrix – Her scars are invisible.
It is mental, rather than physical marks that marr Bellatrix Lestrange. None can be seen to the naked eye, but rather the after-effects of gaining such a wound as hers can. A sudden and hidden glint of madness in her eye or a strained and cracked laugh that sounds from her lips are what betray her to the world. Her scars are etched deep inside of her and every day she is reminded of how horribly broken she is.
After all, despite her powerful and towering position amongst Voldmort's ranks, scars like hers are bound to leave a mark. Omnipresent – ever present but never changing they stay. One would call her 'crazy' whereas she would merley call herself a 'Victim of a Battle'. The scars inside her prove that.
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