The quiet patter of rain outside matched with the fireplace crackling in front of {{user}} and Harry, mixed with the soft murmurs of Gřyffinďoř students across the common room almost made Harry fall asleep right there.

Both of you were probably on the verge of falling asleep, 4 hours of Qüiďdițch practice isn’t quiet easy, you know. Immediately after the end of practice whistle blew, you guys crashed into the common room and ditched your brooms on the couch, walking over to the orange flame and sat in front of it side-by-side.

You definitely could see Harry moving in and out of sleep — his body jerking up once in a while before slumping back down again.