Draco looked at her, then down at his hands.  "I'd had too much to drink, I think," he said.  "I am sorry if it made you worry I'd end up going to Azkaban, but it's fine.  It's all been hushed up.  My mother just leaves me on edge these days and I find a glass or three helps.   And I've never been the good guy, you know.  I broke Potter's nose our sixth year, almost killed several people."