A/N: This is Hermione's p.o.v.

Set during HPB... hope you enjoy :)

Lyrics If I didn't care, by the Ink Spots.

Luv ya, FireAtWill52.

If I didn't care:

"If I didn't care, more that words can say, if I didn't care, would I feel this way? If this isn't love, then why do I thrill? And what makes my head Go round and round, While my heart...

Stands still?"

"I hate your worthless brother! It is official, I absolutely hate him!" Hermione screamed as she stormed into the fifth year girls' dorm.

Ginny looked up at Hermione in confusion from where she sat at the foot of her bed. "What?"

Hermione sunk down into a chair, "I said I hate your brother!"

"What's he done now?"

"He's downstairs glued to Lavender Brown that's what!"

"Oh, that... disgusting isn't it? But... why does it bother you so much?"

"It doesn't!"

"Then why were you yelling about it!"

"... Because... it's gross!"

"Oh please! You're not his sister, you have no idea what it's like for me to witness!"

Hermione had the feeling that it was a lot worse for her than it was for Ginny, but she wasn't about to tell her that.

Except...

Ginny peered at her friend closely, then gasped.

"Hermione!"

"What?"

"You're in love with Ron!"

"No I'm not!"

"Yes you are! I can se it in your face! You're in love with him!"

"Ginny, don't be stupid, I am not."

Ginny simply looked at her with a yeah, sure... expression on her face

Hermione jumped to her and stomped from the room, "I don't care what Ron does, I don't care who Ron kisses, and I don't care about Ron!"

She stormed off down the staircase and into the Common Room.

She wished she hadn't.

Ron and Lavender were there.

They broke apart and stared at her. Lavender shot her a look of annoyance, and went straight back to kissing Ron. But Ron just sat there and looked at Hermione over Lavender's blond hair

She mouthed, 'I hate you, Ronald Wesley, and I don't care about you and what you're doing one bit.'

She knew he'd understood by the hurt in his eyes.

She turned around and walked back up the stairs.

She felt no enjoyment, or fulfilment, or superiority.

She hadn't won.

Far from it.

She went into her dorm and shut the door.

She sat on her bed and stared down at her hands and told herself, over and over, 'I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care...'

Lavender's laughter echoed all the way up the stairs and through the heavy oaken door.

Hermione shut her eyes against the scalding tears.

'I don't care, I don't care, I don't care...'

Yes she did, yes she did, yes she did...

Fin.

Hope you enjoyed. Didn't quite turn out like I intended it too, but when do they ever?

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