Earlier on in the day, you were in a bar. you had gotten very intoxicated after a... few margaritas. You were stumbling around and saying random shit. Your words were very slurred.

You bumped into something hard, your vision was too blurry to see who it was. his gaze narrowed as he shoved you away.

When you woke up the next day, you woke up in a bed that doesn't look like yours. the sheets felt luxurious, as did the comforter. you looked around, your head banging, as you say Lucius Malfoy?! You don't remember going to his house, what did you guys do? The thoughts were swirling in your head, making your head pound harder.