A/N: This is part of My "Ounce of Prevention" series, and has already been posted in that story, in it's correct order. This drabble now falls AFTER "Right Before the Dawn" and the full-length story, which some of you may or may not be familiar with. I would suggest just going to my profile and looking for the OoP story, where everything is in order, because those of you that have followed me thus far know that I like to play around with the timeline. If you don't want to do that, just go to ch. 9 (If) in this series of drabbles for the completed works in the series so far. Thanks so much for sticking with me so far!
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Fading Reminders (Scar)
"They're fading, Ron, really."
"Yeah," Ron touched his own arms lightly.
"That's a good thing," Harry reminded him.
"Is it?" Ron asked and he looked at Harry hard. "Should I i really /i be rid of them completely? At least the scars remind me that I should never be that kind of person again, they remind me of everything that I have to lose, and all I have to fight for."
Harry touched his own famous scar. It would never fade, he didn't have that luxury, but because it was there, he knew why HE was here.
He recorked the potion bottle.