"This way," Draco didn’t try to take his hand back, and allowed himself to be led closer to a cabinet packed with rubbish that looked like acid had been thrown on it. Harry brought them to a stop in front of it, and peered about, "It’s somewhere here," he said with certainty, his eyes darting around the items just above their heads. Draco released his hand to spin on the spot, gazing up at the stacks behind them, but Harry didn’t bother. He knew what he was searching for was somewhere in front of him.