They didn’t understand. Harry sighed and nodded: he really did need some rest. Sleep wasn’t a common occurrence within the loops, but it did help to recover a little. Harry retired to the Gryffindor dormitory: only Neville and Seamus lived there, so his bed was tidy and untouched. Hardly any of his belongings were left: there were quills and scraps of parchment scattered on the bedside table and a few of his old t-shirts lying around at the bottom of the trunk. Harry pulled off his hoodie and shoes and crawled under the covers. He thought about what to do next: maybe he should tell Ron and Hermione about the loop next time, just to avoid having to listen to their suspicions about Voldemort?