"Hello boys" she said in a soft voice "Could I grab you a drink?" she purred, tracing her fingers along Draco’s arm as she leaned in. It was at this moment that Draco felt something change in the back of his brain. Like someone turned the lights off in his head, he fumbled around for a single thought as his heart began to pick up speed, his pulse rising, chasing the high that was settling into his bloodstream. Every sound in the room seemed to increase, the decibels of every clink of ice, whispered conversation, hearty chuckling beelining right into his ears. Then, a rush of warmth flooded into his chest, his limbs, like a warm bucket of water over the head. It was rushing dopamine, blurry vision as his head began to spin. It wasn’t spinning like that day on the bathroom floor – rather that evening in the rain. His thoughts were whirling around to a non-existent music, sending electric euphoric sensations down his nerves. Cool sweat prickled on the back of his neck, as he said in a voice that sounded foreign to his own, "Sure, I’ll take a drink."