"Oh please." Draco deadpanned, or his version there of. He turned, resting the middle of his back against the door frame, holding onto the sides to keep from falling over. He wasn't moving but he felt like he was. "If this were a library there would be books." He cracked his eyes open again and looked into the room and then laughed. "Oh, there they are." The books were all over the place on the walls and in shelves and he looked over at Percy with a little smile as his mirth faded.
"Weasley, you look pretty serious. I'm sorry, I'll just go...before we get locked in together." He felt along the wall to lead himself out but he kept wanting to list off to the left and into the hallway.