Disclaimer-I don't own Harry Potter, or else I wouldn't be on this site trying to get people to read the stupid stuff I write, I'd be in Hawaii or somewhere expensive...and I don't own the song "You'll Think of Me," it belongs to Keith Urban.

A/N-Ok, I wanted to NOT write a LotR sing, so I wrote this. It's Harry singing after Sirius died.

I Think of You

Woke up early this morning at Grimmauld Place,
With you're mom screaming at the Weasleys again,
I put a pillow on my ears and tried to fall back asleep,
But saw you falling through that dias yet again,
Ever since ole Bellatrix attacked you in that room,
I've been trying to forget that look on your face,
I'll be ok,
Though I miss you, so,

I glance at Buckbeak in the corner,
Memories of the night that we met,
I try to push them from my head,
But I think of you,
Hermione's cat, a Weasley sweater,
They can't make me feel any better,
They can't help me, oh, never,
Cause I think of you, I think of you.

I rode my broom again trying to clear my head,
I tried to let the wind blow images from my head,
Then I remembered it was who who'd bought me the broom,
That you were the reason I could do this,
Seems the only blessing you got from hearing my name,
Is escaping Azkaban,
And being a free man,
So,

I glance at Buckbeak in the corner,
Memories of the night that we met,
I try to push them from my head,
But I think of you,
Hermione's cat, a Weasley sweater,
They can't make me feel any better,
They can't help me, oh, never,
Cause I think of you, I think of you.

Someday you'll finally slip my mind,
And then they'll know I'm fine,
Maybe I'll be alright,
But now I'm seeing in my mind,
The night that you died,
I can't get over you,
There's nothing I can do,

I glance at Buckbeak in the corner,
Memories of the night that we met,
Hermione's cat, a Weasley sweater,
They can't make me feel any better,
They can't help me, oh, never,
Cause I think of you, I think of you.

I glance at Buckbeak in the corner,
Memories of the night that we met,
I try to push them from my head,
But I think of you,
Hermione's cat, a Weasley sweater,
They can't make me feel any better,
They can't help me, oh, never,
Cause I think of you, I think of you.