Stepping up, cautiously wrapping his arms around the older wizard, the teenager whispered, "No, but they are ugly, and no amount of scar cream will ever make them go away. They are too old and too ... cursed. But that does not mean that they are all I am. In a few months, you will be as good as new, but only if you allow yourself to get better. I ..." Looking up, there was a strange emotion in Harry's eyes, one Severus could not identify. Still, he nodded helplessly when the teenager demanded. "I could not live with myself if something happened to you. Please, promise me that nothing like that will happen ever again."