"You're drunk, Malfoy. Shut up," she says with barely a shake to her voice, and for a miracle, he does. He doesn't resist her subsequent awkward manhandling of him either, although it takes several minutes and a great deal of pained whimpers and grunts to get him facedown on the bed. She places his wand on the bedside table, with an aim to try using it after she has gotten Malfoy comfortable; it feels friendly enough in her hand, but she thinks she will practice with a few simple charms before she attempts to heal him with it.