He was surprised, when he got to the Room of Requirement, to find that Draco was not sat at the desk waiting for him. Oddly, the light in both the office and the kitchen were off, and instead the room was illuminated by a golden glow coming from the imitation of Draco’s study. Soft, vaguely gritty sounding piano music filled the room. Hesitantly, Harry moved to where he knew Draco must be.