Albus sat up and felt a shot of sharp blinding pain in his shoulder again, Lily had bandaged it up and applied some salve, but there would be a permanent scar. One more to add to the list, Albus mused. He had been hit by unforgivable curses but had always gotten right back up. While disgusting to look at, his scaly skin was supposed to protect him from all charms, curses, and spells. That had been true until now, though he had never gone this long without the philosopher's potion.