Harry stumbled as he landed in his room and shook his head to get rid of the dizziness inside of it. He stumbled to the bed and collapsed on it in exhaustion. His memory of the last hour was blurry at best and offered him no form of comfort at all. Harry groaned as his face hit the pillow on his large bed.
He slowly turned his head, fighting himself to move. His eyes finally hit the sight of the black ring that sat on his finger. It glinted happily at him and he smiled at the shine. Harry gently poked at the red skin that surrounded the black stone. He winced slightly at the sore feeling of the rough skin but ignored the pain. His eyes caught the glint of a mood ring that sat on his ring finger. He smiled as he watched the ring swirl with blue clouds. He closed his eyes and succumbed to sleep with a soft smile. The last thought on his mind escaping his mouth in a whisper.
"Hannah"
