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Draco went home after his shift and went straight to the liquor cabinet. He stared at it for several minutes before finally opening it. He pulled out a bottle of Firewhiskey and expertly drained a quarter of it in one go. He leaned against the wall, and slide down it.

Blaise found him there 10 minutes later. He cast a spell at the cabinet to stop the ringing in his mind, alerting him that the cabinet had been opened. By now, Draco had killed three bottles and was working on number four. "Dray…" Blaise sighed.

"Blaise." Draco said, not even sounding drunk. Blaise sat down beside him and tugged the nearly-empty bottle away. Draco just wandlessly summoned another., so Blaise took a swig.

"So…tell me. What's the problem?" Blaise asked. Silence reigned while Draco nursed number 5.

"Love sucks." Draco finally said bluntly and killed the bottle.

"O-kaaay…want to be more specific?" Draco ignored him and summoned another bottle.

"Potter's an idiot…Weasel's an insensitive clod…Granger is entirely to perceptive…And Weaselette is a bint." Draco said in a final tone with a nod. "On the other hand, Smith is a God-send. Keeps Weaselette away from Potter."

"You are making no sense." Blaise griped.

"P-Potter….wants…t-to m-m-marry…Weasel…ette!" Draco sobbed. Blaise sighed, and pulled Draco into a hug. Draco sobbed on Blaise for nearly 20 minutes before falling asleep. However, tears continued to slide down his face. Looking at him, Blaise couldn't help be feel fury on his best friend's behalf. He lift Draco and carried him to his room. As he tucked Draco into bed, he called to Winky.

"Yes Mister Zabini?"

"Please make sure he's up in time for work. And have a Hangover Potion ready."

"Yes Mister Zabini. Will you be leaving now?"

"Yes." Blaise answered. "But I'll be back in the morning."

"I will inform Master Draco."

"Thank you." Blaise said and went to Draco's study. He Flooed to St. Mungo's and stalked to the help station. "I need Harry Potter's room."

"1769. Floor 4." the witch said dispassionately after shift through a scroll.

"Thank you." Blaise said and walked away. The closer he got to the needed room, the angrier he got, until he slammed open the door. Granger, Weasel, and Potter all jumped, startled out of their own dream worlds.

"Zabini?" Granger asked. Blaise ignored her and stalked to Potter. He reared back and punched him in the face.

"You're either an idiot or just heartless." Blaise spat. "I don't know which nor do I care."

"What the hell is your problem?" Ron roared, grabbing Blaise by his robes, face in Blaise's face.

"I've stated my problem, Weasel." He spat. Shock crossed Ron's face.

"Have you been drinking?" Ron hissed incredulously.

"I had a quarter bottle of Firewhiskey." Blaise replied, pulling himself out of Ron's grip. "I'm nowhere near drunk though. Not like him." Blaise said and stalked out. He pressed his ear against the door to listen.

"What the hell just happened?" Harry asked.

"Zabini has gone mental! Or he's drunk!" Ron exclaimed.

"He wasn't acting crazy or drunk… he was angry." Hermione said.

"He said someone was drunk." Ron said. "A male."

"He smelled like Draco and salt." Harry said. "And whiskey. Lots of whiskey."

"Maybe they went drinking together?" Hermione suggested.

"That doesn't explain the salt smell." Ron pointed out.

"Maybe they had sex." Harry said, feeling strangely angry and jealous. Hermione chocked and Ron gagged.

"Gross mate! Malfoy and Zabini? Really?" Ron exclaimed. He missed the hurt look that flashed across Harry's face, but Hermione didn't. she felt a pang in her heart for her friend.

"They where awfully close eighth year." Hermione said. "And you always ranted about how poncy Malfoy acted."

"True. But that doesn't mean I want to think about it." Ron conceded, then shuddered. "Bluh."

Blaise sneered from behind the door. No wonder Draco was so upset. He stalked away, and Flooed home. As he slide into bed next to Pansy, he couldn't help but feel bad for Draco. He had no chance.

Pansy rolled over and sleepily asked, "How is he?"

"Drunk. Hurt. With good reason. Hopeless, still." Blaise said. "He was 3 sheets to the wind when I got there, so I don't know the whole story. Something about Potter wanting to marry Weaselette. I don't know."

"Does he not know she's getting married?"

"Draco, yes. Potter, I don't know. The problem is Draco's convinced Potter's straight. I agreed."

Pansy snorted. "Like your gaydar is perfect."

"Go to sleep." Blaise order gruffly. "I need to check on Draco in the morning." Despite his gruff words, the hand rubbing her slightly raise stomach was gentle, as was his smile when he felt a small kick.

So, I'm back. I'm exhausted. I went to sleep between 12:30/1 o'clock-which is much earlier than usual- and slept in until 1 in the afternoon! It was storming too…storms make me sleepy. And I have such a headache…that's why it's so short. So…nothing real concrete, but plenty of clues. Who can figure out Draco's problem? More clues next chapter! And no one's voted in my poll! Do so! Please!

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Knightvanilla- yes. Yes he does. I don't do Mpreg. I read it- WindSeeker2305's Life trilogy- I don't write it. Besides, Draco already said it's impossible for him to give Harry children and since he's a Healer, he knows what he's talking about. But I do have a plan…mwahaha….

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