#is not normal

Draco wasn’t one for tattooed blokes. He preferred un-inked skin, ones that weren’t scarred, too. A contrast to his own, in a way. He still bore the marks he’d received during the war, like the Dark Mark on his arm, and, to his dread, the Sectumsempra slashes reaching from his jaw to his hip bones, and other scars he’d gotten from the other Death Eaters.

Which meant Draco hated Harry Potter. He hated the way Harry’s lightning bolt scar had spread below his eye, he hated how Harry had patchwork tattoos on both his arms along with his own set of scars. Most of all, he hated Harry’s antler tattoos on his abdomen that lead down to who knows where, and his magical phoenix tattoo that covered most of his back.

Draco hated seeing the tattoos whenever they’d encountered each other in the showers after department Quidditch games, he hated seeing the tattoos whenever Harry would roll up his sleeves in the summer in the office. He hated it all.

In fact, he even hated that Harry had outgrown his skinny and short figure that Draco’d been too familiar with for most of his life. Now, Harry was a few inches taller than Draco — which he hated the most — and had perfectly tanned muscles.

Draco also hated that whenever he’d encounter Harry in the showers, he’d always wonder how far the antlers went, if it went lower than where the towel that hung low on Harry’s waist. He wondered when he’d stare at Harry’s back and wonder how the phoenix would react to a touch from someone — no, not someone, Draco. 

Draco kept wondering how the tattoos on Harry’s tanned skin would look being traced and touched by Draco’s pale hands. He wondered how the tattooed arms would look on both sides of Draco’s head, pinning him down. He wondered how the antler tattoo would look from a lower view, a kneeling one, perhaps.

Draco kept wondering what Harry would look like directly in front of him, mere centimetres in front of him. He wondered if he’d have to look up at Harry, if Harry had to look down at him. The thought made him shudder. Draco wondered how Harry’s arms would look like slinked on his waist, or how his hand would grip on Draco's waist

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