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When Harry first got his soul mate tattoo at the mere age of twelve, him and his whole family fawned over the giant ship on his left arm. It took up most of his bicep, and he was a bit worried over how large it was. He was expecting something small and unnoticeable.
He always day dreamed about what his match’s tattoo would even be. Waves? A flag pole? Oars, even though it wasn’t a row boat? There were many possibilities, and Harry was sometimes worried that he could even walk right past his soul mate, and their tattoo would be in a concealed spot.
He wasn’t very educated on soul mate tattoos.
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At age fifteen, Harry got his second soul mate tattoo. He was relieved it was smaller this time.
He woke up one morning, and went to slip on a shirt, but caught sight of the new text on his wrist. It read “I Can’t Change.”
By this age Harry was already certain of his sexuality. He’s had his suspicions for a few years, but he figures he always knew he was gay. Nothing changed between him with his friends and family, and he made the decision that once his third soul mate tattoo appeared, his search for his significant other would begin.
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Harry was beginning to get worried that his third soul mate tattoo wouldn’t appear for a much longer time, because he was getting anxious to begin his search. He decided not to get romantically involved with anyone before finding his soul mate.
But then came a few months after his 18th birthday, his long awaited for tattoo showed up.
A simple birdcage, which Harry figured his soul mate’s tattoo was birds.
The revealing of his third tattoo meant the search began, and he was ready for it.