As a group they went through the stack of books Mcgonagall had left behind on the old teachers desk at the back of the room. Luna stood up with her wand, casting cleaning spells into the crevices containing spider webs and Merlin knew what else as they all spoke. She added her two cents every now and then before returning to organise a bookcase into an order Draco had yet to figure out. Or transfigure some of the stiffer furniture into huge settees for lounging in to read, all brightly coloured at random. The room began to look as though a group of leprechauns had thrown-up rainbows onto every surface, no it was not to Dracos taste but for some reason it did add a more homely feel to the space.