Harry is confused.

Harry woke with a start. Unusually, he was completely clear-headed, not a bit of grogginess slowing his thoughts. He was in his bed in the Gryffindor dorm, and everything seemed to be normal. Ron's snoring was loud and obnoxious, Neville had already woken and left, and Dean and Seamus were both fast asleep.

Harry gave himself a quick once over. He had not changed in any way, it seemed. Whatever 'gift' the voice had given him, Harry couldn't see any evidence of it. Everything seemed to be exactly the same as it had been the night before. Maybe the dream had been just that? A dream? Harry didn't think he was imaginative enough to come up with something like that, but it seemed more likely. Even in this world of magic, Harry thought it was probably not a likely occurrence to have strange entities visit your dreams. Either way, maybe he should go to Madame Pomfrey, just to check that everything was okay.