"I happen to like wine very much," Hermione said, musing for a moment. "Red mostly, though I do like a good white if I'm eating fish. But this isn't really a wine night, not for me anyways. You know, the first time I got myself really smashed it was off of chianti with my Mother in Italy-" she began to say, quickly stopping herself before another word came out. Some stories were just too embarrassing to tell ex-childhood tormentors, even if they did have a bit of good in them.
She took her drink and toasted with him, sipping just a little bit. The real problem with lemon drops was that they went down incredibly easily. They tasted nice as well, and Hermione loved sweet and sour mixes. The alcohol didn't hit one right away either, and without any food before her, well. One would have to see.