"Pansy, easy. It’s your birthday, you should be enjoying it. I don’t know what happened with "Mione but Malfoy looks fit to drop. We can figure it out tomorrow, yeah? I see Ginny over there about to take another shot. Harry looks bloody terrified. Maybe go check on them?" Weasley said, nodding toward the other side of the room where indeed, Ginny Potter might be involved in some kind of drinking competition with Goyle who was 4 times bigger than her. Potter was wringing his hands. 