Drink You Away

The term "good grief" was not one that Draco liked. An oxymoron, it concealed the truth of what grief truly was. Grief was pain and tears and memories so happy they hurt. And for Draco, grief was a half empty bottle of Odgen's Best Firewhiskey and his pensieve. Draco mourns his loss and maybe gains a couple new allies. Maybe. This is a one-shot song fic!