Thank Merlin, Gellert was here. Draco's shoulders sagged and he gave a relieved sigh. Now, if Goyle happened by looking for him, Gellert could tell him he hadn't seen him, which was far better than simply hiding here and being discovered by a snoopy Goyle. If he thought to search for him and hadn't been sufficiently convinced that Draco had simply gone to the loo for a few hours.
"Goyle has a big booming voice and I can't find out how to get him to shut up. Follows me everywhere. Goes on and on and on about his sunburn and I have a splitting headache." Draco wanted to be back home at the manor where he had a cabinet filled with potions. He'd be taking a pain potion right about now. "Please tell me I can hide in your back room?" he asked before looking out the windows over his shoulder. Still no sign of Goyle.