Harry went on to tell the story of the graveyard for the second time that day, and by the end of it he was too exhausted to raise his head. He wouldn’t even need the Dreamless Sleeping Potion that Snape gave him. Everyone around him muttered quietly to themselves, while Cho alternated between massaging his hand and running her fingers through his hair softly. The ministrations left Harry wearier. I’ll just close my eyes... just for a moment...