"Oh, Gin..." Draco whispered quietly, wrapping his arms possessively around her. "I think we need to make you sober, and fast. And yes, I did tell you to come by if you ever needed me, and I'm glad you remembered that even now." He pressed a soft, protective kiss to her forehead.
"Come now, Ginny." He tugged her into his room, using one free hand to begin sifting through his drawers until he discovered a sobering potion. Handing that to her casually, Draco brushed her hair back and slyly pressed the potion close to her lips. "Come on. Drink this now for me, would you? I promise you'll like it."