There was a tall pale man gesturing at the room he had just exited. Not knowing where else to go, Draco went in. On behalf of his weak stomach, he was still carefully not looking at the two entities being carried by his wand. It was really only fortune that prevented Crowley from floated into a wall.

Draco set Crowley and his friend down on the beds, but was strangely reluctant to leave. The authoritative man was looking all together too predatory. "Agnes," he whispered to the ghost still hovering nearby. "Can you keep an eye on them?"