Draco brushed some of his hair away from his left ear, so that he could point towards the first helix he got. "This one. A fair amount of alcohol and a lot of misplaced teenage rebellion was involved, but I got hooked on it," he stated with a soft grin. His piercings had quickly become a source of comfort to him, even with the disapproval. It had been a way for him to not be who people expected him to be, and it had been a huge relief to him.<br/>"It's bloody addictive though. You start out with getting just one for fun, and suddenly you are on your 10th piercing, and your piercer knows you by your first name." He sipped his wine, doubting that that was a relatable scenario, but he felt that if anyone would be able to relate to it, then it would be Harry; Or at least he knew that Harry wouldn't judge him for it. People always seemed to pity him when he told them stuff like that.