Living On A Prayer – Bon Jovi
Harry was sitting in Gryffindor common room in the cosy chair by the fire. He was waiting for a call from Sirius, but instead his mind was elsewhere. Mainly on Ginny's beautiful face; but lately, whenever he thought of her, the dark face of Dean Thomas was close behind. Harry scowled. He had thought Dean was his friend. Obviously not. Suddenly Sirius's face popped up in the flames. A surge of joy ran through Harry; seeing his godfather was one of the only things to cheer him up these days.