"D-," Theo turned to him, watching the way that Draco leaned against Theo’s desk, his pale hands gripping the edge, his eyes tracing Theo's every movement. Theo had added a little bit more uppers to Draco’s drink to counteract the sleeping pills from two nights ago. He hadn't gone too heavy with anything, just enough to make sure that they had a good time tonight. "You’ll come downstairs and dance with us won’t you?"