Nevilles breathing was steady, the spells came back with the same results he had been getting for the past week. The boy was completely healed except for one scar. It ran from the base of the boys back up until the base of his left shoulder. It had healed like this, no matter how hard he or Poppy tried it wouldn't completely heal, it was a curse scar, a curse scar, given to a boy born as the seventh month died, to parents who had three times defied the dark lord.