A/N: And here's the next chapter, just like I promised, and I think it's probably gonna be the last one too. :'( It's been very fun writing it, and intend to include the lyrics to the song it's based on at the end. Hope you like this 1. Start reading! O, n thanks for all the great reviews, you guys were awesome, and b/c u were so nice, I m gonna put ur pennames in my story, so here they are:

DerryBabe

the-power-of-love

yuy's girl

the good fairy

dragonblood

Dark Child Productions

haventgotanameyet

deleia

Villagers

So thanx you guys, I didn't get one bad review, and that really encouraged me to write more. So here's your new chapter!

Disclaimer: I'm not JKR. I don't own this stuff. Grrrrrr.

I Can't Forget You Again

By Moonelfgrl

Chapter 6

Hermione woke with a start as her alarm clock began ringing its wake up call. She made a mental note to throw it at the wall a little later. At the moment, she had more important things to do. She got up, and proceeded to take a shower, get dressed, do her hair, eat breakfast, brush her teeth and apply her make up.

Now, she thought, time to be going.

She concentrated hard on where she wanted to go. She pictured the grassy French Quidditch Pitch where Harry's bus would be waiting, with the team filing onto it. She prayed she wasn't too late. There was a loud CRACK and she opened her eyes to the same picture she had imagined, but at a much farther distance than she had wanted. She was standing outside the fence that surrounded the stadium, and it looked as though the team was about to leave.

"Oh god. I have to make it." She whispered. The gate was locked, but the fence wasn't too high; she started climbing. Halfway up, her jeans got caught on a piece of metal that was sticking out; they ripped, a short clean tear on the front of her jeans, down by her knee.

"Damn it."

She made it, jumping the last five feet to the ground, than she took off running towards the bus, yelling "Harry!!!" as she went.

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Harry loaded his last bag into the side off the bus, his face distorted with sadness. She hadn't come. She didn't love him.

"Oi, Harry!" one of his teammates came over and tapped him.

"Yeah?"

"Do you know that woman?"

"What woman?" Harry turned around and for the first time heard screeches of "Harry!" coming from a figure running towards them, away across the lawn.

"Oh my god, she came back!" Harry whispered. "She came back!"

He dropped his broom and began sprinting towards Hermione, while his teammates gathered in a group by the bus, watching interestedly.

He could tell it was she now, and he nearly yelled in joy. "Hermione!"

They were almost to each other now, one more moment and they would be there. There. Hermione ran into Harry's arms, throwing her arms around his neck and pressing her lips up against his as though she had been waiting for this moment all her life.

Maybe she has. Harry thought, hopefully.

Hermione pulled away and looked up into those green eyes once again.

"I have something to say that I should have said long ago. I love you. Never anyone else. Only you. And it will always be you." She whispered.

"I love you too, and I should have told you that everyday from the moment I met you. And I'm sorry I didn't. I really truly am." Harry replied.

Hermione smiled. "I was so lonely when I left. I wanted you there with me, so you could hold me and never let me go. Ever."

"And now I never will. Well, actually, I will after we get home. Hold on." Harry kissed her once more and then strolled back over to his teammates, who were all looking at him with knowing little grins on their face.

"I have a feeling we're going to need a new Seeker, am I right?" one said.

Harry nodded. "Sorry guys, it's been great, but this is what I want. Not to be a famous Quidditch player, but to be at home, with the one woman I've always loved. So, yeah, you'll be needing a new Seeker. Good luck, and I hope you kick ass at that game today!" Harry answered.

The guys grinned more and waved.

"It's a good thing we have back up players then. And we we'll try for that game. You take it easy, go home and just tell her you love her, and all that, er, "good stuff". It's been a pleasure working with you too." The coach said, grinning the broadest of all. As Harry passed his former teammates by individually, they winked and said, "See you, Harry." "Thanks, g'bye." "It's been great, Harry." "Good luck to you too." "See you!" "Bye Harry." And, "Be good to her, she looks like a nice one." At this Harry turned back and winked at the speaker. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

As he reached Hermione, he smiled and picked her up. "Come on. We're going home." And with a loud CRACK they disapparated.

This Song is off Dido's CD "Life For Rent". Its track number 8. It's called "Sand in My Shoes" and it's what this fic is based on.

Two weeks away it feels like the whole world should've changed

But I'm home now

And things still look the same

I think I'll leave it till tomorrow to unpack

Try to forget for one more night

That I'm back in my flat on the road

Where the cars never stop going through the night

To a life where I can't watch the sunset

I don't have time

I don't have time

Chorus:

I've still got sand in my shoes

And I can't shake the thought of you

I should get on, forget you

But why would I want to

I know we said goodbye

Anything else would've been confused but I wanna see you again

Tomorrow's back to work and down to sanitation

Run a bath and then clear up the mess I made before I left here

Try to remind myself that I was happy here

Before I knew that I could get on the plane and fly away

From the road where the cars never stop going through the night

To a life where I can watch the sunset

And take my time

Take all our time

Chorus

I've still got sand in my shoes

And I can't shake the thought of you

I should get on, forget you

But why would I want to

I know we said goodbye

Anything else would've been confused but I wanna see you again

I wanna see you again

Two weeks away, all it takes to change and turn me around I've fallen

I walked away and never said that I wanted to see you again

Chorus x2

I've still got sand in my shoes

And I can't shake the thought of you

I should get on, forget you

But why would I want to

I know we said goodbye

Anything else would've been confused but I wanna see you again

I wanna see you again

I wanna see you again

A/N And yes, it's done! That's the song. It's one of my favorites, and if you have the CD, or you know someone who has the CD, I suggest that you listen to it, cuz it's very pretty. Anyway, I hope you've enjoyed reading this fic as much as I've enjoyed writing it, and thanx again for all the great reviews. They really did help. So, I hope you liked it! Love you guys!

-Ali-