"A remedy to my party potion" Leander said, watching Draco eye the box suspiciously. "Am I to trust you?" Draco asked through the pounding headache. Leander shrugged, "I would, if I were you. Considering what I have to tell you." Draco tossed back one of the phials. It was sweet, like the drink the night prior, but his headache began to ebb almost instantly. He leaned against the desk, watching Leander pour himself a morning drink from a decanter. 