It was a fairly impersonal room and apart from the few pictures collected on his drawers, it could have been another guest room. The green wasn’t out of place in a home belonging to a family of Slytherins after all. She examined the pictures carefully; in one Crabbe, Goyle, and Draco sat on a wall laughing and waving, they were young, it must have been taken pre-Hogwarts. Another featured the Slytherin quidditch team, she could see Pansy Parkinson and Daphne Greengrass pulling faces in the background. There was one of his parents and another of Draco with Zabini and a boy she vaguely recognised as Theodore Nott.