Piercing Problems
"I've decided I don't want to do this."
"Oh COME ON! You said you wanted it done, Harry. You can't back out, I've already paid."
"Go and get your bloody money back then! I'm not doing it! It's going to hurt."
"No it won't. I..."
"Don't tell me it doesn't hurt! It hurts when you bite it. Why would I want to poke a hole through it and dangle things from it?"
"You don't have to dangle things from it. What, were you planning on wearing some horrible radish earrings like Loony Lovegood?"
"No..."
"Come on Harry, please? I'll let you pick a place for me to pierce."
"Anywhere?"
"Not...ANYWHERE. You're not driving a rod through my...well, you know..."
"Oh...god no. Wouldn't it get in the way?"
"I think you would learn to work around it."
"Ew. Draco, why does every conversation we have, however absurd, seem completely normal?"
"How the hell should I know that? It's because I am God, okay? Now, I commandeth thee to sit your holiest of arses down in that bloody chair and allow that horrendously over-tattooed women to pierce the nipple of your divine choice."
"How about she pierce YOUR nipple?"
"If that's the body part you choose, but you still have to pierce yours."
"No! You know what, fine. But you go first. I want you to pierce your tongue."
"Kinky."
"I'm serious."
"Tongue? But...I...that's not fair!"
"That's your problem. Now, stick out your tongue."
"Fuck you."
"I'm not going to be able to wear a shirt for a year. I hope you're happy, Draco."
"Thut up, Hawwy. I can't thalk. My thongue hurts really bad."
"My nipple burns. This was a bad idea. I should have never let you talk me into this."
"You're an athse. I abthlolutely dethspise you."
"I'm glad, and stop talking like that, you sound mentally challenged."
"Thut it, Pother."
End