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Parvati Patil's first and extremely foolish thought is that they aren't identical anymore.
Both of them have their own scars: Padma has a twisted burn mark that ripples her right cheek; Parvati has a nose that was shattered by some dark curse and never really healed.
In the end, they stand side by side, both proudly wearing the marks that they fought for (Parvati's is Gryffindor bravery; Padma's is Ravenclaw brilliance). A stranger might say that the scars have made them look different.
They hold hands, identical smiles (even though their eyes hold haunted thoughts and their ears hear tortured screams), and together, they still mirror each other.