|This was taken the same day I got it. Three years ago or so.|
She liked it so much she drew a matching one on her own arm. Except hers was a chicken.
The next day she asked if she could give me a tattoo on my other wrist. Sure. Why, not? It's no secret to my students that I love all things Harry Potter. So naturally, she chose to draw Harry's face on my arm.
The funny thing was that it took almost a week to fade entirely. I think that's the universe's way of telling me to get a Harry Potter tattoo.