"I... fell?" He remembered falling. Or had it been a dream about falling? Everything was blurry and he was so bloody tired he didn't remember anymore. He did remember one thing, though- he remembered Tom, knowing Tom was there after the fall. Or in his dream. "You- 'd you get Tom, too? Tom's here?"

He wasn't sure this was Harry after all- his eyes were starting to focus a little. He wasn't in a French hospital, he was pretty sure. They were speaking English, weren't they?