Draco had the remote control to the thing in his hands when he heard the knock at his door, and he shifted over toward it and casually pushed it open. A grin fell onto his lips when he caught sight of Ginny, looking relieved for the company for now. "Hey, Gin," he greeted quietly. "I've almost got this blasted thing figured out, but I can't figure out how to make the thing work, or even how it works. I also got these films." He shoved about five videos toward her, which had been recommendations from the employee who had helped Draco select the VCR.