Draco spotted his fellow Slytherins, Theodore Nott and Blaise Zabini, who had some Ravenclaw fifth year with her arms wrapped about his neck, exiting the dance floor and walking towards him.Since Zabini and the Ravenclaw were still pretty much engaged with each other, Nott spoke first."Ready to go mate?" Nott asked. "Zabini here is a bit sloshed— let's just say somebody managed to smuggle some Firewhiskey in. Shall we head back to the common room?"Draco, who found no real purpose in staying, was about to answer when—"He's using you," a familiar voice broke into his daze."How dare you!" another, even more familiar voice, said indignantly.Draco turned towards the voices and that's when he saw them. Weasley, wearing a rather awful vest over his equally awful shirt, and Granger, still in her elegant periwinkle blue gown, were both red in the face.