His bed did look rather tempting. But then again, so did the book.
No, Harry! Sleep. You have work in less than 5 hours.
Feeling rather terrible and exhausted by the thought alone, Harry peeled back the covers on his messy bed and slid beneath the sheets. He rustled about for a bit, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in.
If he had woken up in his bed, the last thing he would have remembered was telling himself to go to sleep. But he hadn't awoken in his bed. Rather, he found himself...