Mr.Malfoy, on the other hand, was the same. After being drunk, he stormed into her room, the next going off on a ten-minute rant. She sat through the entire thing without a single complaint. Part of it was because she knew he was right, and she nodded, compiling at the end. She had no plans on drinking anytime soon. He had asked her if she could remember anything clearly from the night before, and she shook her head no asking if she fainted while playing chess. She noticed his face fall at her question before he nodded stiffly answering, with a quick Yes.