(Y/P/T) your preferred tattoo cuz I want this to be what you want

Harry: Harry already thought you were pretty daring, but when he found out you had ink permanently etched into your skin, he fell in love with you more than he thought possible. It was that time of year when mornings were cold and the afternoons hot. You had put on a sweater but by the time lunch came around you were boiling. Sitting down next to Harry in the Great Hall. You pulled your sweater over your head and Harry noticed (Y/P/T), on your waist. "Hey, I didn't know you had a tattoo" he said you just looked up at him and smirked. "Well, there is a lot you don't know about me."

Ron: Ron was just speechless. He never expected a perfect girl like you to tamper with your body. But none the less when he found out the meaning behind it loved it. You had gotten your tattoo over the summer after your fifth year at Hogwarts. All those lines that Umbridge had made you write left scars. But for some reason, for you the scars were on your wrist so you had decided to get a tattoo over them. You just didn't want to be reminded of all the things that had happened over the year. At dinner on your first night back you were sitting next to Ron having dinner and you rolled your sleeves up so they wouldn't get into the food. Right after pulling them up you heard Ron speak up "Hey babe, what's that?" He inquired between a mouthful of mashed potatoes. You glanced at the (Y/P/T) on your wrist and then looked down, Ron stopped eating and placed a hand on yours as you mumbled out the truth. "Hey, it look's amazing" you looked up and smiled, truth be told, you were actually pretty nervous as to how he was going to take it but it was better than you thought. He gave you a kiss and held on to your hand through the rest of the meal.

Draco: Draco was just in awe, he thought it was amazing and he just fell harder for you. "Hey Draco I have to show you something" you said grabbing his arm and pulling him. He chuckled as his eyes met yours. You looked like a little kid whose parents had agreed to let them do what they wanted. You puled him into the girls bathroom considering everyone was still in the Great Hall for dinner. "Whoa Whoa, here?" he questioned giving you a smirk. You gave him a bitch-face as you pulled off your robe, handing it to him. You slowly unbuttoned the top of your shirt and moved you collar back to show him the (Y/P/T) you had gotten. He fell silent and you started to panic thinking he hated it. Slowly he wrapped him arms around you from behind and gently kissed your collarbone where your tattoo was and whispered "It's beautiful, just like you"

Fred: Fred had decided to visit you over the summer break and you couldn't be happier. You were about to start your last year at Hogwarts, you had the best boyfriend in the world and your parents has just agreed to let you get a tattoo. You had decided to wait until Fred came over so the both of you could go to the parlour together. At the parlour you gave the artist a picture of what you wanted and set straight to work. "Where are you going to get it?" Fred asked as he eyed the artist getting the needle ready. "My hip" you said taking of your sweater leaving you in a tank top that left your hips bare. The tattoo artist was checking you out when Fred cleared his throat loudly. After the tattoo was done Fred was staring in admiration. "I'm going to get one too" He spoke up, you looked at him in awe, "Seriously?" He simply nodded and took of his shirt and got ready. When you both got home you just couldn't stop staring at each others tattoo's and were walking around in minimal clothing to show them off, until your parents came home, then you both pulled on sweaters to cover up your symbol of love.

George: He loved the tattoo, but hated that you had go through so much pain. You and George were sitting down, cuddling in front of the fire on your first day back after dinner. You were both sharing stories about what happened over the summer and talking about last years events (Since Harry Potter goes to the school something is always happening), "Oh I almost forgot" you piped up jumping out of his arms, turning around and putting your foot on the couch. "What?" he asks. "To show you-" You said rolling up your pants "-my new tattoo" you finished, exposing the (Y/P/T) on your ankle. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Fred looked up giving you compliments. You said your thank you's and turned back around to George cuddling back into his arms. He still hadn't said a word. "You hate it don't you?" You whispered, eyes glistening with tears about to spill over your (Y/E/C) orbs. "No love, I think it is beautiful" He said taking your cupping your face in his hands. "But I just hate to think that you were sitting there in pain while a needle was stabbed into your skin" he said now resting your head in his chest. "It is very beautiful, and I love it, almost as much as I love you" he said. You smiled to yourself knowing you were the luckiest person on earth.