Just the other night

A/N- Yet another song fic, from the author (and singer again) that brought you The Dance, and That Summer.  I can't help it, I love Garth Brooks.  His songs just seem to work the best for my ideas.  Oh well, you don't have to read it if you don't like him.  But if you do read it, review it and let me know what you thought (nice stuff only J)  Oh, and the song, as you may have guessed from my title, is Unanswered Prayers. I changed one or two words to make it more HP related.

Just the other night

At a hometown Quidditch game

My wife and I ran into

My old Hogwarts flame

And as I introduced them

The past came back to me

And I couldn't help but think of

The way things used to be

"Harry?" a voice asked cautiously as they walked towards the snack bar. "Harry Potter?  Is that you?"

"Cho?  Cho Chang?" Harry asked.

"I never thought I'd see you here, of all places." Cho said, grinning. "How have you been?"

"Great.  Oh, you remember Hermione, don't you?" Harry asked.

"Of course.  Hard to forget the smartest girl in the school.  Granger, right?" Cho asked, offering her hand.

"Well, it was.  Its Potter now, actually." Hermione smiled, shaking Cho's offered hand.

"Really?  Oh congratulations." Cho smiled. "So how have you both been?  Seen anyone else from Hogwarts around?"

She was the one

That I had wanted for all times

And each night I'd spend praying

That God would make her mine

And if he'd only grant me

This wish I wished back then

I'd never ask for anything again.

"A few people.  We still see Ron all the time." Harry said.  He couldn't help remembering how in love he had been with her, how happy he'd been when she agreed to go out with him.  It hadn't lasted of course, she broke up with him a month later.  Yet, he found it hard to believe how often he'd prayed for her to like him back.  He thought she was the one he wanted to marry, and just look where he was now.

Sometimes I thank God

For unanswered prayers

Remember when you're talking

To the man upstairs

That just because he doesn't answer

Doesn't mean he don't care

Some of God's greatest gifts

Are unanswered prayers

"You look really different Cho." Hermione smiled.

"Oh, not really.  I just changed my eye color, that's all."

"Yeah, I thought they seemed a little darker.  It suits you better." Harry added.

She wasn't quite the angel

That I remembered in my dreams

And I could tell that time had changed me

In her eyes too it seemed

We tried to talk about the old days

There wasn't much we could recall

"Hey, remember in your seventh year, how Malfoy got wasted at the Yule Ball and started dancing on the table?" Harry grinned mischeiviously.

"How can I forget, I still have the pictures." Cho laughed.

"Do you remember who it was who set off that explosion at the Graduation?" Harry asked.

"I can remember what they looked like, but I can't for the life of me remember their name."

"Same here."

I guess the Lord knows what he's doing

After all.

"Well, I guess I should be going." Cho said.  "It was great to see you two again though.  Will I see you at the reunion?"

"Yes, I think we'll be going." Hermione replied.

"Yeah, maybe someone there knows who set off the explosion." Harry grinned.

And as she walked away

I looked at my wife

And then and there I thanked the Good Lord

For the gifts in my life.

            As Cho walked out of sight, Harry turned to Hermione and kissed her softly on the cheek.

"What was that for?" she smiled.

"For being mine." He replied.

Sometimes I thank God

For unanswered prayers

Remember when you're talking

To the man upstairs

That just because he doesn't answer

Doesn't mean he don't care

Some of God's greatest gifts

Are unanswered

Some of God's greatest gifts

Are all too often unanswered

Some of God's greatest gifts

Are unanswered prayers

"You really do know what you're doing up there, don't you?" thought Harry. "Thanks for not answering my prayers."