Several years after the war, an ostracized Draco Malfoy covers himself in tattoos, becomes best friends with a muggle, and debates abandoning magical society entirely to work in a tattoo shop. All in all, he's having a hell of a time trying to figure out who he is and what he wants to do with his life. The last thing he needs is to run into Harry Potter, who seems intent on becoming his friend, even if he has to get a lot of ink to do it.
I was not sure if I wanted to write about this one. Not because this isn't good, because this is, this is awesome. But more like, do I wanna come back to this fic and read this again and would I still like this that much. I probably would, but the point.
Maybe the part that worries me more is about how I have nothing to say about this one. Or that, this wasn't the lighlight of my day or maybe Im just missing something. Maybe. I don't know.
The main thing still is that this is goooood. So goood. And I recommend this to everyone. Seriously. I just have problems.
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