A/N- :D I feel special! OMG! You're all giving me some AWESOME reviews and I fell so happy! I hope you like this chapter! Oh and BTW has anyone read 'This is ME'? It's one of my favorite stories by… Well… Me :D

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I spent the rest of the week wondering what Malfoy would do next. He said he was what I wanted him to see… I knew he really did. I knew he knew what I was talking about… It was… comforting, to say the least, to know that he knew it was there. I made a new copy. It took me forever to make it but I did. It was me, I think, sitting by the lake leaning against a tree. On the tree was a carving. In soft writing I had put 'Help me, Draco'. I don't know why I said 'Draco' but I did and what's done is done. I think it was because he saw me. He knew I was falling farther and farther into my own dark and dreary world. He knew I needed help and couldn't get out on my own. He knew. I know he knew. Unfortunately I don't know how he feels about it. He hides his emotions very well, even from me. His eyes are usually clouded and I can't tell what he's thinking or feeling. I could hear the astonishment in his voice that night, in the astronomy tower.

I didn't pay much attention those next few weeks. It seemed like everywhere I went, there were signs of Malfoy. He came into my potions class and told Professor Snape that he was needed in Dumbledore's office. He came into McGonagall's class and said that Dumbledore wanted her to go to his office and that he could take it from here. That was the worst class ever! He asked me questions! He talked to me! He made me come up to the front of the class and do a demo for everybody! I could have died! Luna Lovegood asked a friend if she knew who I was. It was so humiliating! I couldn't believe he would do that to me! He knew I didn't want to draw attention to myself and yet he made a complete spectacle of me in Transfigurations!

When the bell rang I tried to leave as soon as possible but he called me up to the front of the class. The rest of the class left, not noticing that I was missing, typical. I sulked up to the front desk and asked what he wanted. He pulled out the picture and I rolled my eyes, of course it was about the picture!

"What is this?" He asked me softly.

"A cupcake," I said sarcastically. I knew this wasn't the time for sarcastic remarks but I couldn't help myself. He looked at me seriously… I looked into his eyes and found I got lost in them. They just went on forever. I was jerked back to reality when he blinked. "It's a picture of a girl sitting by the lake," I said when I realized I still hadn't answered his earlier question.

"What's on the tree?" He asked sharply slamming his hand down on the desk. I flinched.

"Umm… Leaves?" I knew he was talking about the carving. I knew I was being a smart ass but I didn't want to think about the truth. The truth scared me and I didn't want to face it. If I did I would jut fall deeper in and I wouldn't be able to see the edge.

"Don't be a smart ass with me! You know what I'm talking about!" I backed away a couple of paces looking for an escape route, the only one was the door and I'd have to run right by him in order to get there. He saw where I was looking and quickly blocked my only escape route. I mentally cursed him.

"We need to settle this," He said softly. If I didn't know better I'd say he cared but I did know better and he didn't care.

"Settle what?" I asked not looking at him.

"Why do you need help? Why from me?"

"Because you saw me when I was invisible. You know me. You see me. You're the only one who can help me now." I was in tears by the end of my little speech. He was piling it on too high. He was adding on to everything Ron gave me and I was scared that The truth was going to come out.

"I know you?" He asked quietly as if he was afraid I would break at any second.

"Yes! You know me! I know you do. I see you looking at me, you study me. I study you too! You're like a puzzle that no one can piece together because all the pieces are hidden so well! You have a mask that you put on every morning and take off every night! You hide from the world!"

"So do you!" He said, cutting me off. "You hide in the shadows hoping no one will see you. You don't make an effort to tell the world your coming! You want help but you don't make an effort to ask for it! You're afraid to make friends because you think that the minute that you get to close to them, they'll betray you. It's happened before and you don't want it to happen again!"

I looked at him with tear in my eyes. "You're right, "I choked out, "You're absolutely right. I do think that. I also think that you feel the same way. The only way you would be friends with someone is if you trusted then completely. And there is only your self." He looked at me carefully for a few seconds. In those seconds, I felt at peace with the world. His voice broke into my thoughts. "You're wrong," He said, "There is one other, just one other." Then he left. I leaned against the wall and broke down completely. This was all too much for a sixteen year old girl to take at once. I heard people moving around and making noise in the hall. I had completely skipped my last period. I stepped into the hall and blended myself in with the crowd. No one noticed; no one ever did. Except one. And he made his way over to me. I tried to hide. I tried to move somewhere else. Somewhere he wouldn't find me. But he did and he pulled me into an empty classroom. I growled mentally and looked at him.

"What do you want?" I had attempted to sound menacing but it came out slightly nasally. He glared at me. We stood in silence for minutes on end and I found myself getting lost in his eyes. I felt myself beginning to trust him and I shook myself to rid myself of all such thoughts.

Finally, when I was sure he wasn't going to say anything or stop me from leaving, I pushed past him toward the door. "Why do you do that?" He asked me without turning around.

"Do what?" I asked stopping and turning. He tuned to face me and I lowered my eyes to the floor. He walked up and knelt down in front of me. He put a finger under my chin and tilted my head to look at him.

"That," He said when I still didn't look at him.

"Because…" Yah I knew why but I didn't want to tell him. That would reveal the truth and I didn't like the truth. My world was perfect (except for the fact that I couldn't get out) and I didn't have to face the real world in there. He sighed and stood up. He knew I wouldn't tell him. I wiped away a few stray tars and sniffed. I looked up at him to find him with his back to me.

"Would you betray me?" I asked softly. He turned around in surprise and I winced as we made eye contact but I didn't look away.

"Betray you?" He asked confused.

I nodded. "Everyone I have always trusted has turned their back on me," I said; Half the truth. "My brothers have forgotten about me and my own mother has decided that I ran away. They all act the same way until I do something they don't like. Then they're all over me telling me how disappointed they are in me and how they wished I had done something different. But that's just it… They don't realize that I feel the same way. Half the time I didn't even want to.

"My mum got a letter this summer saying I had stopped talking to people. It said that I was sticking to myself and that I wouldn't even speak up in classes. My mum asked me why and I told her that no one cared and that I was all alone.

"Ron said he didn't even see me come out of the exam room when I was writing the OWL's. He said that Dumbledore told him that I wasn't even there. Mum yelled at me, waving my OWL results around in the air. I grabbed them from her hand and showed them to her. She turned to Ron and asked Ron why she had his OWL results. I almost cried, almost. I went up to my room listening to mum telling Ron how proud she was that he got all O's on the exams. She didn't even realize he was still supposed to be grounded because he got a T in potions! Those were my marks! Those were my complements! That was the work that I did and my own mother didn't even notice!"

I put my head in my hands and allowed tears to leak through my fingers. I had allowed the truth to come out and now I was stuck between a rock and a hard place! I braced myself for the taunting and harsh remarks that were going to come out of his mouth. Malfoy wasn't one to pass up an opportunity like this. To my surprise he wrapped his arms around me and eased me to the ground. I cried into his shoulder for what seemed like hours.

After a while, after I had stopped crying and was just leaning against his shoulder, he said, "I won't betray you."

I looked up at him, startled. "What?"

"You're not invisible, not to me." He leaned forward and lightly placed his lips against mine for a second. He pulled away and smiled lightly at me. I don't think I had ever seen him look at me like that. He had a look in his eyes that said he was telling the truth. There was no sarcasm or malice in his words and he had compassion shining in his eyes. I slowly felt myself reaching out to him and I did no thing to stop it. I saw surprise and, seconds later, I could feel myself linked to him. I smiled and, for the first time in years, it reached my eyes and I actually felt happy.

"I'll help you," He whispered kissing me again. And in the dark of night, soft as ever, my picture flew in the wind to places unknown.

A/N-OMG! It's over! It's done! I hope you liked it! Please, please review!

PS-To all you people out there who are like, 'OMG we're all gonna die! She's done with the story! HOLY CRAP!' I am going to write a sequel about Ron's reaction and stuff. Oh and it's gonna be in Ginny's POV too.