“And out of the end of his wand burst, not a shapeless cloud of mist, but a blinding, dazzling, silver animal. He screwed up his eyes, trying to see what it was. It looked like a horse. It was galloping silently away from him, across the black surface of the lake. He saw it lower its head and charge at the swarming dementors…. ” Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Inspired by this particular headcanon, I couldn’t stop thinking of Harry having a tattoo of a lily on his rib - representing his mother who saved his life and also his daughter who life he constatly safes. Narcissa Malfoy saved him too so a flower is something that I imagine Harry craving in his skin (no matter how cliché you might think it is).
It’s sweet and pure and it’s the contrast of dark, violent moments of his life.
I really enjoy this concept and I couldn’t help but draw it today.