It didn't matter if he watched her move when the books began to float out of the bookcase the only reasonable explanation for that sort of thing was ghosts to be carrying them out and he made a very undignified little squeak/moan/waugh before burying his face under her arm and into her side. And without keeping tabs on how strongly he was moving he might just topple her over.

"Nope! Nope, nope, nope!" He wasn't touching something floating that was being held by a ghost, that was just asking to get haunted and he seriously, seriously, seriously, didn't need that in his life right now.

"No, tell them to go away. Please? Pretty please? I'll do whatever you want just tell them to go away and leave me alone, waugh!"