He didn’t control his thoughts, then, and therefore anything he did wasn’t technically even himself. It was this inside monster of Draco, the one that didn't  care if he didn't live up to every dream that Luscious had for him. Drunk Draco also wouldn’t feel anything if he were to, say, hurt someone’s feelings. Someone who was bothering him when he was trying to escape away from the world. He looked at Granger again. 