"You a’right Arry?" someone mumbled sleepily, and it was only then that Harry realised that he had woken up because he had fallen out of bed and was currently lying with his face mushed awkwardly against the carpet and his arm twisted uncomfortably under his body. He managed to just about free his arm, but the action jolted his head and his stomach both. Harry was suddenly aware that he had less than a minute to move before he vomited on the floor.