Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. Just a little one shot i felt like writing. It's based on the song "T-shirt" by Shontelle. Hope you like :)
"With your T-Shirt On"
I lay in my bed, my muggle stereo blasting music throughout my flat. Clothing were spread out all over the bed, where I currently lay, staring at the ceiling. The time read 9:00pm, I needed to leave to meet the girls in about 5 minutes, but I couldn't get myself to move. My heart was numb, in need of a certain black haired man with emerald eyes. I was rolled up into a ball wearing one of his old Quidditch uniforms over my dress, taking in his mild scent. Suddenly a new song started on my radio.
(Tryna decide tryna decide if I really wanna go out tonight. I never used to go out without ya' not sure I remember how to. Gonna be late gonna be late but all my girls gon' have to wait cause I don't know if I like my outfit. I tried everything in my closet. I missed him dearly, although he had only been gone for a month, it was one month too long. Nothing feels right when I'm not with you. Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choo's. Take em all off cause I feel a fool. Tryna dress up when I'm missing you.I'ma step out of this lingerie. Roll up in the mall with something Hanes. In bed I lay in nothing but your t-shirt on. In nothing but your t-shirt on.)
All the memories floated back into my head, reminding me of the year that Harry, Hermione and Ron went missing. How long ago that seemed.
(Gotta be strong, gotta be strong but Im Really hurtin now that you're gone I thought maybe I'd do some shopping But I couldnt get past the door and Now I dont know, now I dont know If Im Ever really gonna let you go and I Couldnt even leave my apartment I'm stripped down, torn up about it .)
That year was the worst I could remember. I would lay in my bed, just like I am now cuddling with his Gryffindor captain robes that I had swiped from him. Waiting, how I hated waiting. Please come back soon, and in one piece. It had been only a few years since Voldemort had been defeated. Ever since then there hasn't been too many problems with the Wizarding World, aside from our relationship.
(Now nothing feels right when I'm not with you. Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choo's. Taking them off 'cause I feel a fool. Trying to dress up when I'm missing you)
I need to get ready before Hermione comes over threatening to break down the door, complaining. It's not like going to a club will make me miss my Harry any less. So what if I am moping? Thi is the first time since his defeat of Voldemort that he has been on any mission that lasted this long.
(I'ma step out of this lingerie. Curl up in a ball with something Hanes .In bed I lay)
I layed back down and stared at the picture of Harry and I. Could I handle doing this everytime he left? To the corner lay my Holyhead Harpie uniform. Even when I am away harry visits me. It has never been this bad.
(With nothing but your t-shirt on. Said I got nothing but your t-shirt on ('Cause I want to be close to you) With nothing but your t-shirt on (I remember when you would like to see me) With nothing but your t-shirt on)
My heart was screaming for him, please just come back to me. A knock was heard on my door. How did I even hear that? It was probably Hermione and Gwenyth here the break me out of the prison I created for myself. I better go before they come after me. I sighed and walked slowly to the door.
"I'm coming Hermione!" I said loudly.
(Nothing but your t-shirt on (Let me tell you now) Nothing but your t-shirt on. With nothing but your t-shirt on Nothing but your t-shirt on (Said nothing feels right) With nothing but your t-shirt on (Nothing but your t-shirt on)
I opened the door and instead of the short curly haired woman, was a tall raven haired man with a wide crooked smile.
"Do you usually wear my shirt to go out?" He asked playfully.
"Harry!" I yelled before jumping into his arms. Nothing in the world mattered anymore. He was back. I kissed him with all the passion I could.
"Ginny," He whispered, "I love you" Suddenly all the doubts I had left, I knew in my heart I could deal with this because he would always come back to me.