The Tattoo {drarry}

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"So, why'd you pick this design?" The tattoo artist asked.

"It's something to help my boyfriend not feel so alone." Harry replied.

The girl simply nodded, and continued to set up the equipment.

It was the truth, after all. If it weren't for Draco, he would've never dreamed of getting this particular tattoo.

The needle's stung, but Harry got used to the pain after a while. The boy was glad that he had chosen to go to muggle to get the tattoo, rather than someone in the wizarding world. There was absolutely no way anyone would ever give him this tattoo there.

"Halfway done." The tattooist grunted as she started to trace curves into the lower area of the inside of Harry's arm.

Harry let out a sigh of relief. Soon this would all be over and there would be no going back. He had told absolutely no one about his plans, not even Draco.
The tattoo was nearly finished, and Harry drummed his fingers on his right hand against the arm of the chair.

"Unique design, I'd have to say" The girl commented, wiping away all of the extra ink. "How do you like it?" She asked.

Harry looked down and smiled, it looked exactly how it should.

"It's perfect, thank you." He replied, reaching into his back pocket to pull out his wallet. "How much do I owe you?" He questioned her.

"Fifty pounds" What?

"Uhm, excuse me?"

"Fifty."

"A-are you sure? That really doesn't seem like enough...."

"Consider it a gift, I really enjoyed doing your tattoo."

Harry paid and made his way out of the shop, pulling on his coat to shield him from the cold. He couldn't wait to see what Draco would think.