You were drunk at the Yule Ball, maybe someone put something in the drinks but nevertheless you were definitely drunk. This was obvious by the way you swayed even when you sat down, and slurred speech.

Draco noticed this, even even with every cell in his body resenting what he was going to do before he did even do it, he decided to help you.

“Hey. You’re drunk. I’ll get you back to your dorm, okay?” Draco mumbled quietly, trying not to be seen by anyone else, especially his friends.