Harry lay on his back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. Ron was in the common room playing a game of Exploding Snap with Hermione, Dean, Seamus, and Neville. It was a Friday evening. They were celebrating the end of the week. Harry was tired. He hadn't been getting much sleep lately because his dreams were plagued with nightmares about Voldemort, Death Eaters starting a second wizarding war. Dementors, Umbridge taking over the school forcing everyone to become just as evil and not learning enough defensive spells to protect themselves against Voldemort. His friends turning on him to join Voldemort.
"Oi! Harry, get down here and join us!" Ron's voice came from down the stairs.
Sighing, reluctantly, Harry went down to the common room to join them.