death eater's girl

IT WAS ONE of those dusty, cast-off patrols he was never meant to take. Except Nathaniel Crowe, being the fucking tosser he was, apparated home drunk that night. Draco was awake — he always was, anyway; he heard Nate lurch through the living room. He bit down on a curse and rolled onto his side. Before he could shut his eyes, three hard knocks sounded on his door. That time, he swore out loud. He hauled himself from bed, fixed his features into their usual scowl, and yanked the door open. "What — " His eyes tightened when he discovered his friend sprawled unconscious at his feet. Then he gave Nate a nudge with his foot for good measure. "Nate." Nothing. "Move, you lazy wanker." Still nothing. Draco cursed again when he realised Nate was thoroughly hammered. Fucking brilliant. He stepped over Nate's unconscious body, making sure to clip him by accident on the way, then headed for the room in the east wing opposite Nate's. He stripped the silencing charms from the door and knocked against it, sharp and quick. "Either one of you - get to the Blackstone Pit now. Crowe's smashed." A pause came from the far side of the door, then muffled whispering and a rustle of movement. Draco knew that, if he strained, he'd hear what they were saying, but he wasn't sure he wanted that. He'd regretted it most times he had, hearing things that left pictures in his head he could never quite scrub away. Not even with Obliviate. After a while, the door cracked open and he found himself face to face with a frazzled Sabine Mercer in nothing but a black negligee. She looked at him with open insolence for a beat, then shook her head. "Yeah, no. We're a little occupied in here. Lucien just got back from patrol and - " "Which is why I said either." " - I'm tied up," her lips curling into a smirk as she lifted her hands. To Draco's complete disgust, they were genuinely trussed together in intricate knots no one could have tied without magic. "We've gone every time Nate's drunk himself stupid, and Nate has covered for us whenever we couldn't. I think it's someone else's turn." Her eyes flashed, and he knew what she was about to say before she did. "Why don't you go?"