"I suspect Draco is better company drunk," Seamus teased, moving to get the supplies ready for his partner, glad for what they had together in this place. And they worked so easily together, the shop made for them.

"Are they certain I need to be sober," he asked, taking the tumbler and making himself sip and not gulp, much as he wanted to. "I could use a chance to be wasted," he sighed, looking to Harry. "I can't believe you just came like that, are helping me. After all this... I just... Thank you."