"I've got some stuff upstairs. I won't be drinking." Charlie told him with a warm smile. "I'll have to be sober to make sure you don't trip over yourself and die or something."
He reached out and wrapped Draco's arm around his shoulders, helping him up the stairs to his flat. He pushed open the door and stepped inside. "What do you want to drink?"
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