"I need to find myself... how does one go about doing that?" Draco asked blearily
"You're drunk."
"That might be true, but dammit I want to find myself. That's an interesting term isn't it? Find myself. I am myself, so how would I find myself? Just wake up one morning and go, 'Oh! There I was' ?"
"You're rambling."
"I need help with this, you'll help me won't you?"
"Of course. Now give me the bottle."
"No. I'm not done, I need to finish this thought. Because I'll forget about it if I don't." His only answer was a raised eyebrow. "Anyway. I want to find myself, and the meaning of life. I've always wondered about that one. Is there a meaning to life? Or is it all just unconnected moments? I should write this down. Where's a quill?"
"Draco. You've had more than enough."
"Shhhh. I need a quill, nevermind I'll write it down later. Where was I? ... Ah! The meaning of life. You know what?"
"What Draco?"
"There is no meaning to life. Because what is life, just you making an ass of yourself. You do all you can but in the end you still die. What's the fucking point? But I guess that's why people find themselves, so the real question is 'Where am I hiding?' The streets of Paris? Venice? Amsterdam? Moscow? Bangladesh? I mean, you travel the globe and then you get home and realise you've found yourself. Why did you leave in the first place?"
"Draco-"
"No dammit! I'm not done!" He snapped, "What's the point? Can you tell me? Can anyone?" He was drinking more now, it burned as it went down but he didn't notice.
"I cannot tell you the meaning of life, or how to find yourself. It's different for everyone."
"How did you find yourself?"
"I didn't."
"Oh."
"I think it's time you went to sleep."
"But-"
"Sleep Draco. Now."
Draco got to his feet slowly, and walked to his dorm. Only slightly weaving, he turned when he reached his door. "Goodnight Severus."
"Goodnight Draco, also you'll need to serve a detention for underage drinking."
"Fuck all. That's water." Draco said laughing. Severus grinned as Draco tried to spell the Vodka into water.
"I'll take your word this time Draco."
"Thanks." He said and went into his room.
A/N - Nope. No clue.
By the way, I don't own any of them.