A/N-I came up with this after I finished my LA written exam… That's too bad because it's a pretty good story…. I think… Just so you know, it's in Ginny's POV

I am going to tell you a story. A story about a boy who changed my life.

I had always been a loner… The one no one saw. I was the one everyone vented their frustrations out on. I was the one who everyone forgot about. Nothing but a shadow. All I did was sleep, eat (kinda), study and watch people. I'm a people watcher. I watch everyday and every night. No one pays me any heed, they all turn their attention to what's happening around them.

Then there's my family… I always try to talk to them, but they pay me no heed they talk and pay attention to everything around them. They ignore what's happening right under their nose, what happening to me. I am slowly but surely drifting into a world all of my own and if someone doesn't do something soon, I feel I may not be able to return.

I sit in silence day after day while everyone act's around me. I sit in the back of the darkest corners in all my classes, silently taking notes. I don't even think the professors see me. All but one. Professor Snape. He see's me; I don't think he knows I know. But I do. I know he watches me during class. Adding my ingredients, corking the bottle of what ever potion we're making and bringing it up to the front. I work in silence, never saying a word, never answering a question, never fighting back.

I always take the taunts from other students in silence. I put on my mask every morning and walk to class, I never say a word. The only time someone says anything to me is when they're pissed off and need a way to calm down. I never say anything back, I take all there taunting and teasing in silence, I never say anything; ever.

Then theres the boy. He's always got a group of people surrounding him. He's one of my favorite people to watch, he's always doing something. He has a look in his eyes that says 'mess with me and I'll hit you so hard you won't live to see another summer'. I see that spark whenever I watch him, He doesn't know I watch him, I'm very discreet… At least, I think I am…

When I watch him, I can tell he wants to be alone. When he's alone, he needs someone… I'm there, but he doesn't know that. I've been watching for a long time and I know he needs someone. Not just a someone who will do whatever he says, he has plenty of those, but he needs someone that will love him and hold him and make him feel special when he's alone and scared. I could do that but he doesn't know I'm here. I know he doesn't see me. He looks straight through me when he looks my way, or he just does what everyone else does and ignores me. I'm used to it; I think he (along with the rest of the world) knows it. I just don't think they care. No one has before so why start now?

I saw him in the halls, he looked at me. I attempted a smile but it just came out as a twitch of the lips. He turned away and continued walking. I sighed and continued on my not-so-merry way to class. I had potions. Professor Snape seemed to notice something was amiss because he called me up after class and asked me if anything was wrong. I told him I just hadn't been sleeping very well lately. He gave me a dreamless sleep potion and told me to take it before I went to sleep. I think Snape might be my favorite. Not only because he can see me but partially because he knows me better than my own brother (not that that's very hard). But I think the most likely reason of all would have to be because he was just like me, nothing but a shadow. Always an observer, never a participator, always one, never the other. Always slinking into the shadows, alone and invisible.

I was walking back to Gryffindor tower after dinner when I ran (quite literally) into the boy himself. I don't think he knew who I was. Well that's nothing new, I'm invisible, remember? I dropped all my work and as I bent down to pick it up I knocked heads with him. I apologized softly and gathered my stuff. I was walking when he called out to me. I turned back and I saw him holding the picture I had drawn. He glanced at it and smirked. I grabbed it and walked back down the hall.

"It's good!" He called out just before I turned the corner. I paused for only a moment before I left without saying a word. I knew I had dropped my picture but I didn't care, I could just do it again; I don't think he would know what it meant anyway. I knew he would pick it up and keep it. I knew he would ask me about it the next day and I was prepared for that. For now I just decided to try to get some sleep. When I got to my room I put my stuff away, got changed and took out Snape's potion. I looked at it with a trained eye. I opened it and smelt it, it certainly didn't smell like a dreamless sleep potion. I put a bit on my finger and tasted it. After I was satisfied that it wasn't poison or something equally bad I drank it all. I instantly felt sleepy so I slipped down under the covers and closed my eyes.

The one place I could take off my mask was in bed. No one around here knew the real me. I was invisible, remember?