Thinking Of Me – Olly Murs
At the Gryffindor dining table sat Sirius Black; his eyes on a certain red-haired pretty witch. He nudged James, "You remember her? She may be friends with Snivellus, but I'll bet she's a great kisser!" James snickered, but immediately returned to his treacle tart. Sirius however kept looking, and felt there might be something in that Evans girl; she was certainly very attractive. Unfortunately, she was close enough to them to have heard the whispered comment, and was now staring at them in great disdain. Then she sniffed, and pointedly turned her head away from them. Sirius was still staring. What amazing eyes she had.