RUNES!

After arriving at a dingy looking shop, the sign read "Dragonborn Rune Tacs".

Entering the shop he saw that the 'Ink master' was working on a man's wrist drawing a cross on his pinky finger.

After the tattoo completion the tat* began to glow and formed a slime like shape and moved around that man's body. Then after moving round a bit the glow subsided on the men's neck and formed a shape of demonic looking wings.

After that piece of art finished, the ink master turned out from his working zone and saw Hadrian standing beside him.

He was an old man somewhere along 50 or so.

He looked at Hadrian and said 'you want a tac too young lad?

He said yes and then said man took harry to another room and told him to lay down the opposite side. He then asked if he wants a runic tattoo or just a simple one. Hadrian asked for a runic tattoo.

He then took out his wand from its holster and did a movement around him and then a spark started to form around Hadrian and covered him. The light stunned him for a moment, but then it subsided and formed a sketch around his chest shoulders, his arms and all around his back.

The sketch turned out to be quiet complex and had several designs on it.

On his right side of the chest,The most poisonous beast in the world ,A Basilisk was formed, it looked like it had just eyed his prey and was going to attack. Both his arms were covered with scales of Slytherin green color along with lines of weird shape in black ink. It somehow connected to his upper back and his hipbone. On the center of his back a dragon was curled, it was full black in color and had his own eye color. The burning emerald eyes with the demonic looking Hungarian horntail would be enough to have everyone groweling infront of his feet.

His wrist had mini images of his Parents and godparents Animagus form.

The beautiful flower wrapped all the animals in a triangular section with the stag with huge antlers in the middle and a black as midnight grim on the left side and a ferocious wolf on the opposite side.

All in all, the tac's spreading around his body were a piece of Art. Even the Inkmaster was in awe, it was one of his best work yet.

Hadrian stood up and looked himself in front of the mirror.

He liked how they made him look good. Suddenly he sighed, now he has to wear full sleeves to stop the all gawking he would receive.

He put on his shirt and turned to the inkmaster, paid him and then left his shop.