 The room was completely unfamiliar to Harry, but he noticed immediately that some of its furnishings were not. The large sofa flush against the back wall was his - soft, coffee coloured fabric, and laden with a million blankets and cushions. It looked distinctly out of place in Draco’s space which, though cozy in its own right, looked as if every bit of furniture had been chosen specifically to complement the room as a whole, "That’s not the right sofa though," Draco said curiously.