Among the Stars - drarry

Chapter One

Harry had just emerged from a bar in muggle England and was, without a doubt, at least a little drunk. He was stumbling around the sidewalk, gazing at the shops across the street. He then spotted his destination.

Full of a sudden burst of adrenaline and excitement, which was definitely due to the alcohol in his system, he ran across the street and walked through the doors of the shop.

The bell rang above him as he stepped foot into the tattoo parlor. A tall, lanky, tattoo covered man stepped behind the counter upon hearing the bell announcing a customer.

"How may I help you?" He asked.

Harry drunkenly walked, more like stumbled, towards the counter and slurred "I'd like a tattoo."

"You don't say? What a coincidence you're in a tattoo parlor then, eh?" the man asked, laughing. "Do you have something in mind, or would you like to see a selection of tattoos?" he asked Harry.

Harry stared at the man for a few moments before deciding.

"I have something in mind." Harry said, picturing the perfect tattoo.

"Do you mind explaining it so I can draw it up?" the tattooed man asked.

So Harry did. He told him exactly what he envisioned and once the man had finished drawing it, Harry nodded approvingly and told him where to place the tattoo.

Harry lay on his side on the chair as he was getting tattooed. It felt a bit painful, but he'd felt worse. This was nothing compared to crucio, if anything it felt like a mild stinging hex, so he dealt with the irritating needle for about an hour and a half before it was finished.

"All done!" The tattoo artist declared.

Harry got up and stretched his limbs, feeling relieved to be able to move once again. He had walked over to the mirror to examine the final piece and sure enough, placed right there on his ribs, was a magnificent green dragon tattooed on his skin. It's head began at the top of his ribs and the dragons body elegantly twirled downwards reaching his hip.

He liked it a lot, actually, he loved it after staring at it for more than three minutes. Suddenly he wanted more tattoos, for entirely different reasons, and asked if it was alright to get a few others.

The man had agreed, and allowed Harry to explain what else he wanted placed upon his body.

Two hours later, Harry left the tattoo shop. He had left with numerous other tattoos placed upon his skin, and was very happy with all of them.

On his left bicep was now a bright flower, a lily, for his mother.

On his right wrist he had "Mischief Managed" for his father, Sirius, and Remus, as well as for Fred, all of whom were at one point owners of the marauders map, and all caused plenty of mischief.

He had got another tattoo for just his father as well, which was a stag right over his heart.

Harry was stood outside wondering how he should get home. He didn't want to attempt apparition in case he accidentally splinched himself in his current state.

He decided to walk home, given he had no other option considering he couldn't pay a taxi since he spent the rest of his muggle money at the tattoo shop.

Harry walked along the cobblestone walkway as he felt the summer breeze brush through his hair. The light breeze soon turned into wind as his hair wildly flew in all directions. Harry then tied his hair back in a bun to keep it sane until he reached 12 grimmauld place.

Harry had let his hair grow out considerably since the battle of Hogwarts. He had no reason for doing so besides the simple fact he hadn't bothered with a haircut in some time.

Finally after walking for nearly half an hour, he reached home.

Well, as much of home as 12 grimmauld place could be.

The walls were dark and dusty, the floorboards were old and creaky, and the house elf was undeniably quite a fright.

Harry pulled himself up the staircase and along the way walked past countless portraits of the Black family relatives, none of which had any relevance to Harry what so ever.

Harry plummeted to his bed in exhaustion, in the room that was once Sirius'. He fell asleep almost immediately, too tired to bother changing out of his jeans and t shirt.

~*~

Harry awoke the next day, not feeling his best. He hadn't gotten drunk enough to feel sick beyond belief, but undeniably drunk enough to do things he hadn't remembered.

Harry soon remembered though, once he looked at the mirror across from him and noticed the hint of a tattoo on his wrist.

His eyes widened and he jumped up from the bed and began examining his body for various tattoos he had gotten the night before.

Harry admired the "Mischief Managed" tattoo and immediately understood why he had gotten it, for it was a tattoo he'd had in mind for a long time.

He then pulled his shirt off to see if there were more, and indeed there were. His fingers delicately traveled over the stag tattoo, as if he was afraid his finger tips would make it disappear.

His gaze traveled to the lily tattoo and he smiled broadly, thinking of his mother.

But then his expression drastically changed from one of happiness, to one of pure confusion.

'A dragon? Why on earth would I get a tattoo of a dragon?' Harry thought to himself in dismay.

His face was scrunched up in uncertainty as he looked at the green dragon trailing up his body.

He contemplated the meaning behind it to try to figure out who it was for, considering the rest of the tattoos were for people in his life.

'Could it be Charlie? No, why would I get a tattoo for Charlie of all people?' Harry continued to contemplate.

He quickly began thinking what meaning a dragon had to anyone in his life, and suddenly it hit him like a ton of bricks.

Draco Malfoy.

"His name literally translates to dragon!" Harry muttered to himself in astonishment.

He stood in front of the mirror and stared at the dragon tattoo, deciding no one could ever see it, for they'd immediately know who it was about.

Draco had saved his life, so he supposed it wasn't such a burden to have the dragon on his skin, that was probably why he had gotten it in his drunken state as well.

Harry finally sighed and left the room. He had a lot to do today before his eighth year at Hogwarts would begin.