Ashley swallowed nervously. How could she put this? "Lil... I'm not planning on getting myself killed. The reason I want to make sure I can fight is so I won't get killed. Look, the way this war is going... eventually, we'd be in danger whether we're in the Order or not. As for the end of the war, I..." She frowned. "I guess you're right that I haven't thought too much about it. Lily, I've never been really good at anything before. I'm no good in school, I can't dance or sing or anything like that, I've never had a real talent before this. All I've ever been good before now is Quidditch, and stuff like pranks. But I know now that I can fight well. That's the one thing I'm really good at, and it actually gives me a purpose. After Lyndsay died... it felt like I was just living to stay alive. But if I can use the tactics I'm learning here, maybe after the war I can get a job as an Auror or something. Lil, I know you don't think of it the same way I do..." -Professor Kinsel's words ran through her head again- "...but this is me. More than anything else."
"I'm sure you could talk to one of the Professors once school starts. I can't really help you much with that, Lil, except be your friend an' all. I think you need to find out what you're options are; you do have the talent. You know I'll help however I can."
Ashley thought for a moment... then realized Lily had a point. "Alright... though for the record, I'll be looking in the mirror a lot from now on... to make sure I've got this covered." She pointed at her blackened cheek.
Ashley smiled. "Sounds good to me. Btw, do you think you'll always feel uncomfortable when you see the wound, or do you think you'll get used to it?" She kept a matter-of-fact tone. When Lily asked whether Ashley had recently thought about if a boy thought she was cute, she had cringed a little inside, troubled. How many guys would be willing to look beyond that wound?