A special thank-you goes out to mama goose for giving me the inspiration to write this fan fiction! DISCLAIMER: I don't own any characters or places from Harry Potter, okay? Nor do I own the song Notice Me, the people who own the Disney Channel movie Pixel Perfect do. I don't own anything. Cries (Well, except for this fan fiction and possibly Daniel Radcliffe, heh heh)

Here's the story of a girl Livin' in a lonely world

Lonely? Is it possible? Loony, yes, always Loony, but I truly don't think I've ever felt lonely.

A hidden note, a secret crush A little boy who talks too much

I must admit he has intrigued me ever since I saw him when I first walked to breakfast in the Great Hall. Laughing with that rude girl, Hermione, and the funny red-headed boy named Ronald. And that little mouse- boy Colin Creevey was taking a picture and practically blinding them. His eyes, green and mysterious. And his hair. It's rather cute the way it's always so messy. I've seen him smoothing it down and attempting to tame it every time Cho Chang walks by, but I heard about what happened between those two and I have a feeling he won't be bothering anymore.

Well I'm standing in the crowd And when you smile I check you out But you don't even know my name You're too busy playin' games

But the problem is, I don't think he ever noticed me until we rode together on the Hogwarts Express last year. It sort of bothers me. How can I like someone so much when they hardly ever acknowledge my existence. Wait, what?

And I, want you to know If you lose your way I won't let you go

I just admitted I have a crush on the infamous Boy-Who-Lived. And now I see it. I really do. That's why I'm so lonely. That's why I cringe every time I see him talking to Hermione Granger or Ginny Weasly, or any other girl. And that's why I wanted to rip out Cho Chang's guts and stomp on them. Because she hurt Harry. And I care about him. I don't want anyone to hurt him. But how will I ever be able to explain this to him?

If I cut my hair, if I change my clothes will you notice me? If I bite my lip, if I say hello will you notice me?

I want him to see me. I want him to recognize my face, smile, and wave me over to sit by him. Maybe there's something about myself I could change. My hair? NO. Not even for Harry. Well, maybe- no. I know, I'm not supposed to change for anyone. So I won't. But how will I do it then?

What's it gonna take for you to see, I want you to notice me

Maybe I can't do it. Maybe he'll just have to get it on his own. I guess I'll have to wait and see. He'll notice me in time.

I'll get you to notice me I'll get you to notice me I'll get you to notice me