Hi everyone. This is a One shot from Ginny's POV after Harry left to fight in the final battle. The song is Broken By Lifehouse a REALLY good song. LOVE IT. Please R&R! Check out my other stories too! Thanks!

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The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight

Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time

I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts

I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out

All I can do is stay here and wait. Just wait. I look around my room and soak it all in. He was in here, we were kissing, and that seemed like forever ago. Tomorrow will come, and he won't be here. All I have are memories. STUPID STUPID girl. Harry has to come back. He will come back. He won't meet some stupid veela. He will be with me in the end.

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing

With a broken heart that's still beating

In the pain, there is healing

In your name I find meaning

So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on

I'm barely holdin' on to you

Back at school things aren't much better. All the Gryffindor common room can talk about is how the Great Harry Potter will defeat Voldemort. He will of course. But every time they say his name, my heart skips a beat. I have to remind myself when I wake that both Ron and Harry are gone. Harry Potter Found dead, that's what the headlines read almost every morning. But I know that he is still alive. Wanted posters remain up, that means he's still alive. He has to be.

The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head

I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead

I still see your reflection inside of my eyes

That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life

It was too easy to be happy with Harry. He knew it too. We were so happy together. I know that I was a stupid schoolgirl, infatuated with the Chosen One. He knew it too for a while; I was terrible at hiding my feelings. But now I am still some stupid schoolgirl, in love with Harry Potter, in love with a man who had left. Now I'm lost, I dream of those emerald eyes staring back at me. When I wake I see my ceiling, not green emerald eyes.

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing

with a broken heart that's still beating

In the pain (in the pain), is there healing

In your name (in your name) I find meaning

So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin')

I'm barely holdin' on to you

I can't handle it anymore. Harry is everywhere I look, the posters and the newspapers; all they talk about is Harry. The common room is also a buzz with Harry, where is he? Did he find Voldemort? What is he doing? I can't stand to stay here. Every night I dream of Harry and figure out what he is doing right this moment. I need to let go, but I can't. I have to hold on.

I'm hangin' on another day

Just to see what you throw my way

And I'm hanging on to the words you say

You said that I will be OK

You told me that you were breaking up with me to keep me alive. What he didn't know is that I died when he told me that. If only he could see what I go through now. The Weasley girl got regular detentions and the Cruciatus curse on many occasions. I'm in harms way, Harry Potter's girlfriend or not. I replay all the times we talked, holding on to my memories of him. Barely holding on to him.