Draco finally turned to Harry again, "Right," he said shakily, "One down - two to go," his twitching fingers betrayed his confident tone, "Which one next?" Again, the Room lent weight to the suggestion that it was sentient. Its top drawer opened, allowing Draco to remove a second fang; Draco paused to peer inside, "We’ve got more than enough of them," he said, answering the question that Harry hadn’t asked. The drawer slid shut, and the third draw slid open. Draco wasted no time in carefully hooking his finger through the diadem and lifting it free, "Do I just go for it again?" he said, positioning it on the cabinet top.