Harry yawned deeply and continued on his trail of thoughts, eventually succumbing to the much-needed sleep that had been overcoming him since he had returned to Hogwarts several hours ago.
(BREAK)
When he woke he felt surprisingly good, great in fact. He managed to stab down the pang of sadness he felt at the thought of Sirius knowing he had to focus on what he had planned; a trip to the library.
He was feeling particularly keen to get started on his self-improvement and his body, for the first time in his life, held no protest at the impending and exhaustive amount of studying he was planning to do. Both his mind and body were ready for the task at hand. He reached over and retrieved his glasses from the bedside table and put them on as his stomach growled fiercely, reminding him that he hadn't eaten for a very long period of time. He was hungry, much more hungry than he usually felt so he decided he would shower and then head to the kitchens before he went to the library. He couldn't hope to achieve much while his body cried out for nourishment, his hunger would only serve as a distraction.
He fetched some clothes from his trunk and opened the curtains around his bed to be greeted by Neville who looked relieved to see him.
"Hey Neville, how's your nose?", Harry asked the boy.
"Nice to see you awake", Neville replied with a smile. "Madame Pomfrey fixed it straight away", he shrugged.
"What time is it?", Harry asked with a frown. He knew it couldn't possibly be that late as the sun had clearly only rose recently.
"It's 8 o'clock", Neville answered confusedly. "I didn't get in bed until 2am Neville" Harry pointed out. "I only slept six hours".
Neville chuckled and shook his head.
"It's Sunday Harry", he informed him. "We went to the ministry on Friday", he added in explanation.
Harry's eyebrows shot up at the revelation.
"I slept for over a whole day?", he questioned disbelievingly.
"You did", Neville confirmed. "And Ron is pissed that you haven't been to see them". Harry released a deep breath and dragged his hand through his hair.
"Why didn't you wake me up?", he asked with a frown. "I tried a few times but I couldn't get your curtains open", Neville responded.
Harry tried to think why he couldn't get the curtains open, he had only used a sticking charm after all.
"It was only a sticking charm", Harry returned, feeling a little frustrated.
"I know but none of us could undo it" Neville explained. "Even McGonagall tried, she thought you'd put wards up, she only left you alone because Dumbledore told her to", he added amusedly.
Harry just shook his head at the boy not really understanding why his sticking charm could not be undone by a professor.
"You need to fix your glasses Harry", Neville cut in to his thoughts.
"Huh?", Harry asked. "They're fine" he added, being able to see everything clearly. Neville frowned this time and shook his head. "There aren't any lenses in them" he pointed out.
Harry quickly removed them from his nose to see for himself. The other boy was right, there were no lenses in them.
"But I can see", Harry stated dumbly.
"Maybe your eyes fixed themselves", Neville shrugged uncertainly.
"Can they do that?", Harry asked quizzically. "Dunno", Neville retorted. "But you should probably go and see Pomfrey", he advised. "Yeah", Harry conceded, lost in his own thoughts.
"Well I'm going there soon, Ginny and Luna are getting out today, you should come, you can see them and get your eyes checked", he suggested. "I will", Harry agreed. "Just let me shower and get some food first", he requested.
"Ok, I'll wait and then we can go to breakfast", Neville agreed.
"Not in the Great Hall", Harry said a little desperately. "We will go to the kitchens", he compromised not wanting to face a large amount of people.
Neville nodded as Harry left the room to shower and waited for him to return which he did around 15 minutes later, and the two left the tower for a much-needed trip to the kitchens.
After eating more food than he could ever remember eating the duo made their way to the hospital wing to visit their friends that were still in there and so that Harry could get his eyes looked over by the healer, something he was a little nervous about. He had no idea why his eyesight would just fix itself or even if it was permanent, he just hoped that Madame Pomfrey could explain it to him.
They entered the hospital wing to see both Luna and Ginny being spoken to by the matron who was clearly giving them stern instructions to follow after they left.
Seeing Harry and Neville enter Ginny stepped away from Madame Pomfrey and greeted them both with a hug.
"How're you feeling?", Harry asked the redhead.
"I'm ok but my leg still aches", Ginny frowned. "Ron is sulking", she added in a whisper, shooting a look over his shoulder.
Harry acknowledged it with a nod before turning his attention to Luna.
"What about you, are you ok Luna?", he inquired. "Oh yes", the girl replied dreamily. "I'm just a little sad that we didn't see anything that Daddy could use for his article on the Rotfang Conspiracy", she sighed airily.
Harry shared a look with Neville who just shook his head, urging his friend not to ask.
"Well I'm glad you're ok", Harry replied, getting the hint.
Luna just bounced on the balls of her feet and begun humming casually in response.
"Where are your glasses?", Ginny questioned, only just becoming aware that Harry did not have them on.
Harry took the frames out of his pocket and frowned at them.
"I don't need them anymore apparently", he answered, still feeling a little confused. "I was going to get Madame Pomfrey to check my eyes", he added. "You were going to get me to do what Mr. Potter?", the matron asked as she joined them.
"Well I woke up and I don't need my glasses", Harry explained lamely.