"Ah, so you've invited yourself along to a party with Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs dancing about getting drunk?" Draco's look of distaste was clearly easy to read, and he glared a bit about the bottle being taken from him and then reached to snag it again. He didn't care for the taste, but he'd resolved to get himself pissed tonight, and he wasn't going to be skipped over while he was doing it.