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Draco woke up the next morning with a horrible hangover and a ghost costume which had somehow found its way onto his person. Holy hell. What the fuck just happened? He looked over on his nightstand to find a Pensieve there with a note from his ever-so-helpful friends.

Dear Draco:

We figured that you might want to know what exactly you got up to last night, because if we were you, we'd have blocked the memories in sheer self-preservation. Thus, we have this Pensieve here for you to view, detailing the compiled thoughts from the eyewitnesses.

Love,

The People Who Always Clean Up After Your Drunken Messes

Draco braced himself, downed a hangover potion, and plunged his head into the Pensieve. I knew I shouldn't have had any absinthe last night... Father always said I was doomed to be a lightweight.

The Great Hall, 6 pm:

Draco had been having an absolutely horrid day, and had decided to get a little tipsy to try and make the day a little bit better, or to encourage himself to pass out--whichever one came first. Using his typical scare tactics, he threatened the house elves into giving him a glass of something alcoholic with his dinner. Unfortunately, they only had absinthe... Draco shrugged, and drank it.

The Slytherin Common Room, 7:30 pm:

"Draco, I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Do what, Pansy?" Draco had a full bottle of absinthe in his hand and was drinking it as if it were water and he'd been in a desert for 3 months without any.

"Drink all of that."

"And whyever -hic- not?"

Pansy shrugged. "Oh well. You're the one who'll have to deal with the consequences."

Various Hogwarts hallways, 8 pm:

Draco was seen running around random hallways in a ghost costume. He was repeating something at the top of his lungs every few seconds or so, which (as far as anyone could make out through the drunken slur) was "Potter! I loved you! And you've killed me by not returning it! I loved you, Potter, and now I shall haunt you and yours for the rest of eternity!" According to Ginny Weasley, one of the bystanders, he even ventured outside.

Astronomy Tower, 8:30 pm:

Potter and Malfoy are seen madly snogging and groping each other in the back corner of the Astronomy Tower. Shortly afterward, neither is seen again for a significant period of time.

Slytherin Common Room, 11 pm:

Draco appears to float into the Slytherin common room, and is mysteriously tucked into bed, after apparently passing out during the snog session. Also, Lacey, a first year, finds her snake.

Draco pulled his head out of the Pensieve and groaned, when suddenly Potter appeared out of nowhere and snogged the living daylights out of him. "I'm glad you got drunk, Draco, or else I would have never gotten the chance to tell you I love you." And Draco decided that perhaps he could live with the embarrassment for the next few years.