Both Ron and Hermione had decided to remain at Hogwarts, and though Ron said it was because he couldn’t stand two weeks with Percy, and Hermione insisted she needed to use the library, Harry wasn’t fooled; they were doing it to keep him company, and he was very grateful. 

Madam Pomfrey retreated, leaving Ron and Hermione to help Harry gulp down some water. 

Ron and Hermione left Harry’s bedside only at night.

“Hermione told me to come and check on you,” said Ron in a low voice, helping Harry to his feet. 

Ron and Hermione were supposed to be studying for their exams, which would finish on the day of the third task, but they were putting most of their efforts into helping Harry prepare.

“You can’t tell me you’ve stopped having funny dreams,” Hermione said now, “because Ron told me you were muttering in your sleep again last night.”

Harry could tell they had rehearsed this conversation while he had been asleep. He didn’t say anything.

He liked it best when he was with Ron and Hermione and they were talking about other things, or else letting him sit in silence while they played chess.

Ron and Hermione exchanged looks that plainly said There’s no point arguing with him.