18/12/05

Doth I Protest Too Much – Alanis Morrisette

"Ron!" Hermione hissed. Ron looked away guiltily, and glanced at Hermione. She was incensed. Harry chuckled, but stopped short when Hermione glared at him also.

"Honestly! You were looking at her like she was a piece of meat!" Hermione snapped.

"Yeah, but what a pair of legs!" Ron whispered to Harry. Hermione heard, but pretended she hadn't, taking a deep breath, and holding back her angry tears.

I'm not threatened, by every pair of legs you watch go by,
I don't cringe when you stare at women it's just a thing called guy.
I don't notice your sideway glances or where your loyalty lies,
I'm secure and out of me, it's hard to get a rise.

"Hermione! Unless you tell him, he won't understand!" Harry yelled, extremely frustrated.

Hermione crossed her arms and glared at Harry.

"Tell him what?" She asked, daring Harry to answer. Harry seemed to lose his resolve under her hard glare, but managed to mumble an answer.

"That you like him, and you're jealous when he looks at other girls like that."

"Like him? Jealous? I don't think so Harry. He needs to learn to respect women for more than their looks is all." Hermione scoffed.

I'm not jealous
I don't get moved by much
I'm not enraged
Not insecure as such
Not going insane
Rational stays in touch
Doth I protest too much?

Hermione walked into the common room, and froze as she saw the one thing she hadn't been expecting. Ron snogging Lavender in the corner. She froze, as her breath caught in her throat, and her heart feel into her stomach. She turn, and ran back out of the room.

I'm not tortured by how often your busy, 'cause I've got things to do
I'm not disappointed about how you don't miss you me, cause I don't need you to

Hermione sat in the empty classroom, with a small ring of yellow birds circling her head, talking to Harry. The door opened, and Hermione's stomach knots tightened. She didn't need him. She didn't need anyone.

"Oppurgno!' She shrieked, as the birds attacked Ron, and Hermione disappeared through the door.

I'm not needy
I don't get clingy much
I'm not scared
I'm not afraid as such
I'm not dependent
Rock solid, stays in touch
And doth I protest too much?

Hermione felt stupid. But she had a point to prove.

'- We're going to the party together.' Lavender and Parvati seemed shocked with this new development. Not to mention Ron, who, Hermione noticed with a satisfactory glance, seemed incapable of speaking. She could be just as airy, and just as giggly. She too could have fun.

So much energy to prove to you,
Who I can't possibly be.
So much energy to prove to you
I'm not who you hate for me to be.
I'm not saddened and I don't miss you
'Cause I have moved on too.
I'm not concerned about your new lover
Cause I have a new lover too.

Hermione sighed. She had thought McLaggen would annoy Ron, and prompt him into another fight. No such luck. He seemed perfectly content to snog Lavender all the time, never once considering her and how she felt. Of course she would never tell him, and the thought that he would never know saddened her. But she could really care less right now. He could do what he wanted, because it wouldn't affect her.

I'm not depressed
I don't get down that much
I'm not despondent
I am not dark as such
I'm never sad
Keep chin up, stays in touch
And doth I protest too much?

"Hermione! Don't be so jealous!" Harry said exasperated.

"Jealous? Harry, I am not jealous. He's just- just- so frustrating!" Hermione pounded her fist on the table.

Harry raised an eyebrow at Hermione.

"For someone who isn't jealous, you sure seem to deny it often." Harry walked off, leaving Hermione with her own thoughts. She didn't like acting like this. It was irrational and insecure. Totally not herself. She sighed. Maybe she was just protesting too much.

I'm not jealous
I don't get moved by much
I'm not enraged
Not insecure as such
Not going insane
Rational stays in touch
And doth I protest too much?