All I Know is you're sure looking good in my shirt
- You Look Good In My Shirt by Keith Urban
James Potter blinked in the harsh sunshine streaming through his bedroom window.
He pushed his glasses on and was aware of the red haired beauty with whom he was intertwined, he smiled to himself at his tremendous luck and good fortune that she actually wanted him for some unfathomable reason.
He watched her sleep and as she awoke and smiled up innocently at him , he buried his head in her hair.
" James , I don't want to lose you" she said , her voice laced with fear and concern , " You're not going to , for the moment let's just enjoy being young and being in love" he whispered against her collarbone , she visibly shivered from his warm breath and he grinned against her neck.
He kissed his way up her neck and nibbled on her earlobe , " I mightn't know how we're going to win this war or how to use a telephone but I do know that you sure look good in my shirt" he whispered huskily as he rolled on top of her