"I’m fine," Harry muttered back, mildly annoyed at being kept from his rest, "m’ just tired," doors were flying open ahead of them with great echoing bangs, and Harry jostled in Bill’s arms as they raced up the stairs, "Where’s Dr’co? I wan’ Draco," if he was heard, no one answered him. He let his eyes shut and just breathed, listening but not attempting much else.