Later that day he went to his dormitory and grabbed the knapsack of test tubes and vials full of unknown substances he stored under his bed. He brought them back to the Dungeon without crossing anyone's path, choosing the lunch hour to sneak in there. He wasn't quite ready to face Draco yet and hoped to get his act together a bit better regarding the soul bond. He chose one of the long tables pushed against the far wall and emptied the knapsack of its contents onto the old chipped wooden table top. They rolled and clinked as he sorted through them. Placing the vials in neat lines and test tubes in holders. As he put the last specimen in place - the moss he had scooped from the dingy alleyway in Diagon alley, the door behind him opened suddenly, cool air from the corridor breezed in around his ankles.