Apparently, Malfoy had quite a big stash of alcohol hidden in the room on the third floor – that’s where they brought three bottles of hard liquor to the living room. They sat on the armchairs in front of the fire, staring at the flames. Malfoy opened the first bottle, and they drank it passing it to one another after a few gulps. Hermione’s whole body ached from the exhaustion of the god-awful day but the warmth that spread through her from the alcohol felt nice and made her sore muscles relax a bit. She didn’t know what Malfoy was thinking but she could tell he felt the same.