„After my birthday last year? No" he said and laughed. „I was drunk for three days because of it" Albus still did it—he took some vodka and a weird liquid Scorpius couldn’t identify. „I promised myself I won’t drink so much—and you shouldn’t too. I refuse to carrying you back to the dormitory and clean up after you" he said and still drank the mixture Albus just did. He looked disgusted after taking the frost sip. „The fuck did you made me?"