Disclaimer: I don't own anything here. Not Harry Potter and not the song. It's Simple Plan.

Another day is going by

I'm thinking about you all the time

But you're out there and I'm here waiting

And I wrote this letter in my head

cause so many things were left unsaid

But now you're gone and I can't think straight

This could be the one last chance to make you understand

I'd do anything, just to hold you in my arms

to try to make you laugh, Somehow I can't put you in the past

I'd do anything, just to fall asleep with you

will you remember me, cause I know I won't forget you…

……..

The next morning Hermione went to the hospital wing to check on Ron. He was doing considerably better. His face still looked like road kill, but he would fully recover.

"Hermione, would you mind doing me a favor?" Madame Pomfrey asked Hermione as she sat next to Ron.

"No, not at all." Hermione still had two hours before classes started, so she had some time to kill.

"I need you to take this form to Oliver Wood. It's a medical form about this incident." Hermione's expression showed her lack of enthusiasm about the favor. "I would really appreciate it." Madame Pomfrey told her.

"Ok." Hermione agreed reluctantly. Obviously she wanted to see Oliver but she didn't want to hear about his love life anymore. Maybe she could just drop it off quickly. "What if he isn't there?" Hermione asked.

"Just slide it under his door. He'll get it." Taking the letter Hermione set off towards Oliver's office.

She knocked on the door lightly, not wanting to wake anyone. No one answered so she knocked again, a little louder. This time Oliver opened the door and Hermione could tell he was surprised to see she was the one disturbing him.

"Hermione, what a nice surprise. Isn't it a little early for you to be wandering the halls? Oh, and the library is that way, just in case you're lost." He pointed down the hallway, trying to conceal a smile.

"Hah. You're very amusing…to yourself. I'm here on an errand actually."

"Oh you've been sent on a mission? Should I guess what it is? You're here to tell me that breakfast is going to be late? Maybe you're here to fix that leg on my desk so that it stops wobbling or it could be the classic seduction. Which is it? I know which one I prefer." Oliver opened the door and invited Hermione into his office.

"Like I could seduce you." Hermione snorted and then stopped because she realized she actually said that thought out loud.

"Hmm….well you never know until you try, right?" Oliver smiled at her in what she thought had to be a seductive way.

"It's a letter from Madame Pomfrey." Hermione thrust the letter at him. He walked to Hermione and took it from her, gently brushing her fingers in the process.

"Thanks. This is very important." Oliver didn't move back away from her, he just stood close to her. "So, you know what we talked about yesterday?" He asked softly.

"Love." Hermione said through a mouth that had gone dry because she was nervous.

"Yes, love." He smiled at her and Hermione felt herself get tingly. She loved that smile. "I was wondering…have you ever been in love?"

"Me?" She asked dumbly.

"Yes, you." He pointed his finger at her, touching her gently.

"I've been in love. He was wonderful." Hermione didn't want to give too much away; if he realized he was who she loved she'd be mortified.

"What happened?" Oliver asked. He was looking at her rather intently.

"He had to go and do other things besides being with me."

"Like Quidditch?" Oliver asked and Hermione's heart leapt out of her chest. He figured out she loved him.

"What?" Hermione stuttered in shock.

"Krum. I just thought he was who you were talking about."

"Oh, yeah." Relief flooded her body.

"Do you still love him?" Oliver asked, walking back to sit on the edge of his desk.

"Viktor? No. I mean we're friends and I care about him. But I don't love him that way." Hermione answered honestly.

"Good to know that you've been able to move on." Oliver stood up and put the letter Hermione had brought him into a file.

"Why was that so important?" She walked over to stand next to Oliver, looking over his shoulder.

"It's an incident report. I have to fill them out whenever someone is in the infirmary for more than a few days." He turned around and showed her a massive file.

"Oh my Lord. Are those all from Quidditch?" Hermione asked with a slight giggle in her throat.

"It's a rough game, Quidditch. They are all only from this year." He told her smiling and Hermione laughed.

"That is insane. How do you play and not have any scars? You're face is perfect." Oliver smiled at the compliment she hadn't even realized she'd given.

"I have a few. Here's one." He lifted the arm of his shirt, revealing a thin scar from his elbow to the middle of his upper arm. Hermione traced it gently with her finger.

"That's barely even noticeable." She commented as she trailed her finger back over it again.

"I have one that's worse. It's here." He lifted his shirt off his chest revealing a scar that ran over his abdomen and chest. "Someone hit me with the end of a broken broomstick after my team beat them." He looked down at it. "Here." He grabbed Hermione's hand. "You can touch this one too." He placed her hand on his chest. Hermione found herself entranced by Oliver's physique. He was amazing. He had long lean muscles from his extensive Quidditch training and suddenly she felt herself wanting to do a lot more than simply touch. Hermione looked up into Oliver's eyes and met a strangely tender gaze. He smiled softly at her.

"What do you think?" He asked and Hermione had no idea what he was talking about. "This isn't the reason I'm here. I mean it is officially the reason why I'm here, I do need the time to recover but it's not the sole reason I'm here." He told her.

"I think you need the time. It's important that you aren't injured further." Hermione answered, her hand still on his abdomen.

"Yes, but do you still think I'm as handsome as before? Does it retract from my looks?" He joked with her playfully.

"No. Maybe it even makes you more attractive. That whole rugged, not-afraid-to-get-hurt man look."

"Maybe? That's not a yes."

"That's not a no either."

Was Hermione really flirting with Oliver? In the olden days, before he became a Quidditch star and before they'd kissed they use to flirt. It was in an easy friendly sort of flirting, this felt much more serious. They'd been friends back then and now she wanted much more than friendship from Oliver. It didn't help that he was looking at her like he wanted exactly the same thing. That was when she remembered the girl that Oliver was in love with. She pulled her hand away and took a step back.

"I should go, I have class in a little while." She tried to soften the obvious withdraw with a smile. Oliver just looked at her a little stunned, but not entirely surprised.

Oliver checked his watch. "Hermione, you've got at least an hour before classes start."

"I know...but I was going to study for something." She lied quickly.

"What? Maybe I could help. Sometimes I wish I'd paid more attention to things other than Quidditch at Hogwarts."

"Trust me, paying attention in class isn't the only important thing." Hermione told him.

"True, but there are other important things I thought I didn't have time for or was too scared to get involved with that matter." Oliver told her. She felt like he was trying to give her clues in some sort of puzzle, but she was lost as to what. "You know how you look back at things and think why didn't I just do this, or why didn't I do that? Or, why didn't I see how totally vital to me that was. It's like I missed something and had a feeling I'd regret it, but I didn't realize that I'd feel completely lost without it. So yeah, there are more important things than studying."

"I don't really need help. Besides, I must be interrupting your schedule." Hermione tried to sound apologetic.

"Yes you must. Geeze, you're such an inconvenience to me. I can't believe you had the nerve to knock on my door so early in the morning. What a pain, do you think you could just leave?" Oliver said sarcastically.

"Oh yeah, I'm very sorry. I'll have to remember to come an hour earlier tomorrow."

"I'd have to kill you if you did that. Saturday is the only day when I'm allowed to sleep in. I don't think anyone would forgive me for killing you, not to mention the mess it'd make. That's a bad plan." He said smiling. "But you can come later in the morning and hear no complaints. Do you want to have breakfast with me?"

Oliver changed subjects quickly. It was a trait he had, at least around Hermione. It was very disarming, causing her to say what's on her mind instead of trying think up a suitable lie.

"Tomorrow?" She asked, confused whether he meant tomorrow or now.

"Today was what I was thinking, but tomorrow works too."

"Today is fine. I'm pretty hungry." Hermione told him embarrassed.

"I have a secret stash here. It keeps me from starving to death between meals." He walked over to the cabinet and pulled out some food.

They ate together and talked. They discussed many things but Hermione steered clear of the topic of love. She was surprised to hear Oliver talk to her like they use to do. Obviously they had never before discussed things in depth like they were now but Hermione was still surprised by how well she actually knew him. He was still the Oliver she'd known from his days at Hogwarts. He's grown up a lot, because he'd had to for Quidditch. He was a natural leader and Puddlemere needed a leader so he'd matured rapidly to fill the role. Other than that he seemed very similar to what he was before he'd found fame. Eventually Hermione had to leave and reluctantly went to her classes quietly tucking away the memories to savor for the rest of her life.

A/N: I love that song I surely do. I wish someone would write a song about me. Wouldn't that be great…So guys thanks and thanks for the reviews!! It kills me that there is only one chapter left but alas it is so. I hope you liked this little chappie it was fun to write. They are such a cute couple and I think maybe we all wish we had an Oliver of our own don't we?? Heck I know I do. Anyhow! Thanks again and please review I love them so much!!! By the way anyone who hasn't read my other Fic. It's called Head On collision and it's a Ginny/Draco story. It's really uhmmm got sex in it but I love it love it!! So if you want to read it please do!! Oh and as always review!!