It wasn't that Draco wasn't looking where he was going. Except that that was exactly what it was. He was looking everywhere but right in front of him, having been almost positive that he would be the only one heading that direction, convinced that everyone else was at the Cornucopia trying to off each other. He stumbled as soon as he ran into Chris, feet giving out beneath him as he slid to the ground with a shrill shriek, trying to roll out of the way before he got trampled.