Merlin. How expansive were these tattoos? Jo craned her neck back as though she would be able to see the spots he pointed to. Tomorrow, perhaps, she would borrow Mother's mirror and investigate fully. It seemed insane to have parts of her body wholly unknown to her.
She held his hand to where it was on her chest and rested against him. "This one is the Queen of the Night." It blooms for only one night a year and is gone by morning." Witnessing that bloom was perhaps one of the highlights of her life, and Jo still remained resolute in her hatred of herbology. She then drew his hand across her chest and slightly below her breast. "This one is a Butterfly Weed. They're brilliant to see in bloom, this shocking red. They always reminded me of the Gryffindor tower."
She held his hand to where it was on her chest and rested against him. "This one is the Queen of the Night." It blooms for only one night a year and is gone by morning." Witnessing that bloom was perhaps one of the highlights of her life, and Jo still remained resolute in her hatred of herbology. She then drew his hand across her chest and slightly below her breast. "This one is a Butterfly Weed. They're brilliant to see in bloom, this shocking red. They always reminded me of the Gryffindor tower."