"Draco baby, can you taste this for me? I want to make sure I made it right." Pansy handed Draco the slightly smoking potion they were supposed to be making. It was Christmas Break at Hogwarts and the Slytherin common room was quieter than normal. Not many Slytherins stayed at the school over holiday breaks, and Christmas was no exception.

"What is it?" Draco was not in the mood for Pansy's sniveling voice tonight. When he was younger the girl had been incredibly desirable. Now that he was older her high pitched voice and obsessive want to get Draco's attention was nothing but an annoyance.

"Just the Draught of Efficiency that Snape taught us to make today. It won't do anything but help you finish your homework. Please Draco baby." Pansy pouted out her bottom lip, pushing the potion closer to Draco. He eyed it warily, not sure if he should risk it.

"Fine." Draco grabbed the goblet Pansy had poured the potion into and took a deep gulp. "Ugh this is disgusting. What...what did…Pansy…"

Seconds later Draco was out cloud, head lolling onto the back of the couch. Pansy smirked and grabbed the empty goblet from Draco's hand and dropped it on the table.

"I can't believe he fell for that." Blaise Zabini emerged from the shadows where he had been hiding. The tall, handsome Italian looked down at Draco's unconscious form with contempt-filled eyes. "And now it's time to get back at the little ferret."

"You don't have to do this for me Blaise." Pansy put a hand Zabini's arm, squeezing gently and fluttering her eyelashes at him. That simpering tone was back in her voice and Zabini didn't like it anymore than Draco did.

"I'm not doing it for you Parkinson. Now get him ready." Zabini scoffed and shoved Pansy off of him. He had no romantic feelings for her and simply wanted to get the revenge over with. He turned his back on the pair and crossed his arms, waiting for Parkinson to finish her part of the bargain.

"Fine." Pansy pouted and waving her wand over Draco's body. He floated a few inches off the couch, limbs limp. With a few more waves of her wand, Pansy made Draco look like he was standing up. If one ignored his head drooping on his shoulder, they would think he was awake. The chances of someone getting close enough to the three Slytherins to notice something so trivial was slim.

"Good enough. You still have the password?" Zabini fingered his wand and glared at Draco's limp form hovering in the air between them. He wanted to hex the slimy git's arse off but knew that that would be too obvious. Hexes could be traced in Hogwarts.

"Yes I have the password Zabini." Pansy snapped, grabbing Draco's hand and pulling him after her. "You don't need to be such a jerk."

Blaise didn't grace the girl with an answer, instead turning on his heel and walking to the exit of the common room. The trio exited together, Zabini and Parkinson glancing around to make sure there were no teachers around.

"Come on. Quickly and quietly there Parkinson." Zabini took off at a brisk walk, Pansy following after him with Draco in tow. He could vaguely hear her grumbling something about being a pack mule but didn't care enough to try and listen to her. Thankfully they arrived at their destination a few short minutes later and Pansy shut her mouth.

"Pygmy Puff." Pansy stepped forward and gave the password in a loud voice. The portrait of the fat lady swung open with a grunt and a snore from the occupant. Fortunately for Blaise and Pansy, she didn't wake. The two Slytherins entered into the foreign common room, looking around in disgust at the scarlet and gold decorations.

"Which was to the girl's dormitories?" Zabini whispered, not wanting to wake any stray Gryffindors. He had stayed home over Christmas break to carry out their plan. They both had. They knew the Golden Trio was all staying as well, as was Draco. It was the opportune moment. Next to no Gryffindors in the castle and most teachers too tired to bother patrolling the corridors.

"Over there." Pansy pointed to the corridor on the right. The common rooms may be different in appearance, but the basic layout was the same. Pansy had interrogated a first year to be sure. Ascending the staircase, the pair stopped at the door labeled 'Sixth Year Girls'. Pushing the door open, Pansy looked inside.

Sticking her head back out, she waved Zabini in after her. The boy grabbed Draco's arm and pulled him in after, quietly closing the door. Glancing around, he saw that all of the beds except for the one nearest the window were empty. A small shape was breathing calmly under the covers. A feminine body was outlined under the blankets, making it obvious the occupant was laying on her side.

"Perfect." Zabini hissed out the word, walking to the bed with Draco in tow. Pansy leaned against the bedpost, watching as Zabini got Draco in the bed. He positioned him behind the shape in the bed, draping Draco's arm across the girl's side. He uttered a quick Finite Incantatum and Draco lowered to the bed.

"Let's get out of here." Zabini grabbed Pansy's wrist and ran hurriedly out the door and down the staircase. He had no desire to linger for any more time than was necessary. The scarlet and gold were starting to make him sick.

"Brilliant plan Blaise." Pansy panted as they ran down the corridor to their dungeon common room. "Giving him a Sleeping Draught and putting him in there with her! Perfect."

"I know Pansy. Now shut up." Blaise shoved his way back into his own common room, dropping Pansy's arm and going to his own room. He was glad to finally be rid of his ferret of a roommate if only for a night.