Disclaimer: I don't own anything but a broken ankle.

A/N: The accident in the story, as I have mentioned, really happened, and as I have mentioned, my mother didn't die, she's fine. But I do have a broken ankle, and the car did run my ankle over. I hope you are enjoying this fanfic, and I hope you continue to read it.

Chapter Four: Scars Revealed.

Christina woke up roasting. The temperature in the bedroom had to be in the upper 90's. She was sweating and swearing. Getting dressed she went down stairs for breakfast. Harry, Draco, and Severus were already in the dining room eating breakfast.

Harry looked at Christina as she entered. He was shocked to see her in a pair of pants. He, along with Draco and Severus had donned shorts that morning, the hottest of the summer holidays so far.

"Chris, aren't you roasting?" He asked.

"Yeah, but I'll deal with it." She said then sat in her chair.

"Why don't you wear shorts?" Draco asked.

"Because I have some unpleasent scars, from the accident." She replied sipping what she thought was orange juice. She immediately spit whatever it was in the glass out and coughed.

"Uh that's pumpkin juice, and scars are common around here." Harry said, lifting up his fringe to reveal a lightning bolt shaped scar.

"Pumpking juice... where did you get that scar?" She asked, and Harry was taken back for a moment before he remembered that she had been raised as a muggle in america.

"The man who killed my parents gave me this scar." He replied, she blanched, stood up, went upstairs and changed into shorts. If he can show the world his scar, I can show mine. She thought as she returned to the dining room. Harry, Draco, and Severus tried to not search her legs but couldn't help themselves. She sighed, knowing they couldn't help it and showed them her right leg. There were two long scars on her right ankle, with a line of equally spaced dots. There was also a large scar on her right outter thigh.

"These lines are where they did the surgery to repair my broken ankle." She explained. " And this is from where I skidded across the road." With that she went to work on her breakfast. From that day forward, she would wear shorts if it was hot. And no one mentioned scars.