Draco recovered quickly, "It’s just a room Harry," Draco said softly, "Just a room," sliding his hand into Harry’s and encouraging him forwards, "And all those awful things - they haven’t happened. They won’t happen," he said gently, and Harry shuffled forwards with difficulty, "That’s why we’re doing all this - remember? So that those things never happen," a few more steps, and Harry was close enough to reach the door handle; he hesitated for a moment, his hand refusing to move by his side, "We can come back another day if you need us too - when we’ve had more time to prepare," and that was just what Harry needed to hear, to spur him onwards.