((A/N: Ok new story…don’t give that look Rylie! I know I have other stories to work on, but believe me, I am losing on those.))

((A/N: I have finished ‘Exodus’ and now its over…its has to be the second shortest story…ok any way.))

((A/N: ok this is another little sister story of hp and will have slashes and if you don’t like, don’t read.))

((A/N: ok disclaimer: I in no way shape or form own Harry Potter...honestly, if I did, I would be the second richest woman in America…I only own any characters that I make up.))

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Chapter 1: Her

She was standing at the station, waiting for the Hogwarts Express to arrive when she yawned and pushed back deeper into the shadows. She hadn’t been able to sleep right for a while now, her dreams not giving her peace.

Her name was Genevieve Potter, little sister of the famous Harry Potter and was in fourth year, yet no one knew she existed. Not even when she was sorted did anyone notice her, what with everyone wondering where Harry and a red head named Ron was. She was in turn sorted into Slytherin, not seeing two people stare at her, Severus Snape and Headmaster Dumbledore.

She had been somewhere else when Harry was placed on the Dursley’s doorstep, & in fact, Harry had no clue she existed. Lilly had given her up shortly after having her, fearing for her own life. She had an affair not long after Harry was born, it was a one-night thing and she had been drunk. She was ashamed of Genevieve and gave the excuse to James that she was going to take a trip to visit family for a while. She came back with a smile and gathered her son in her arms, not truly caring that her barely month old daughter lay crying in an orphanage, a nametag hanging from her wrist.

Now she rubbed her arms and bit back a cry as she hit her bruises.

Genevieve had been adopted and taken away. They played like they were going to love her, but in the end made her their slave, their own daughter treating her like dirt. The only reason she went to school was because law required it. She had no friends and soon became invisible. She never wore anything that was higher then her elbows and always wore pants. Genevieve did this to hide the bruises and cuts that her adoptive dad, Daniel, always gave her. He would beat her, for the stupidest reasons: if she beat Elise in grades, if she had lower grades then Elise. She never could win when it came to not getting beat. Daniel would always find something to hurt her for, making her life pure hell.

Then, the letter came, and she had a spark of hope that maybe she would be able to have friends, but when she arrived at Hogwarts, she already saw the cliques that were formed and just sank into the shadows, avoiding people at all cost. She got by in classes, trying not to stand out when it came to her magic, but it couldn’t be helped that she was a wiz at Potions. She was just grateful that she was a Slytherin, because that kept Professor Snape from commenting on her potion.

No one noticed her, not even the other girls in her dorm and no one cared that she never ate, never answered questions and she never once had people look at her. She was invisible again and she sat at night, never in her room, avoiding sleep.

So, now she was heading back for her fourth year. She boarded the train after everyone else and found the compartments full, so she sat in the back, stroking her cat Felix, and waiting for the train to finally stop. When it finally did and she stood, she heard a commotion near her.

“ What’s with you Weasel? To scared of the dark to go find your pathetic owl?” a voice sneered.

“ Shut it, Malfoy, or I’ll make you!” another snapped.

Genevieve stood and walked out, accidentally bumping someone and falling down.

“ See what you did Weasel, you knocked some first year down.” The voice from earlier sneered.

Genevieve looked up and saw Draco Malfoy looking down at her, holding a hand down to help her up. She stood up without touching him and walked quickly out, stopping at the door, truing to the group of four consisting of Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and Draco and whispered

“ I’m not a first year, I’m a year below you four.” Then she disappeared off the train, leaving four dumbstruck teenagers.

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‘ Why did I do that? Not like they care who I am.’ Gennie thought as she walked into the Great Hall and towards the Slytherin table.

She never ate, but she needed the password to enter the dorm room. So, she sat at the end of the table, closest to the staff table and waited for the feast to end. She once again didn’t see two sets of eyes watch her from the staff table and another further down the Slytherin table.

Severus Snape had observed her since her first year and had seen how she never ate, always wore clothing that covered her whole body and had eyes that screamed pain. He had reported his finding to Dumbledore, but the headmaster had failed to do anything about it.

Draco had been quite disturbed by the fact that he didn’t know who she was, even though she was in his house and was a year younger then him. In fact, no one from Slytherin knew who she was.

He was very disturbed, so he stood and sat by her.

“ Hey.” He said.

She didn’t answer, her face hidden by a mass of onyx black hair.

“ Listen, I hope that Weasel didn’t hurt you earlier and I want to apologize for calling you a first year.” Draco continued.

“ Draco Malfoy has never apologized, so why are you now?” Gennie whispered.

“ I do to apologize, it’s just that no one ever sees it. I feel bad for earlier.” Draco responded, smiling to his self.

“ Don’t feel bad.” She said before getting up, snagging the password from the Prefect and left the Great Hall, still noone seeing her.

Draco sat a minute before getting up and following, ignoring the looks he received going out.

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Gennie ran to the lake, her only place of peace. She sat down and stuck her foot into the chilly fall water. Her mind was racing when she felt Felix wind himself onto her lap. She wrapped her arms around the cat before falling back into her thoughts, quietly singing.

“Nobody knows
Nobody knows but me
That I sometimes cry
If I could pretend that I'm asleep
When my tears start to fall
I peek out from behind these walls
I think nobody knows
Nobody knows no

Nobody likes
Nobody likes to lose their inner voice
The one I used to hear before my life
Made a choice
But I think nobody knows
No no
Nobody knows
No

Baby
Oh the secret's safe with me
There's nowhere else in the world that I could ever be
And baby don't it feel like I'm all alone
Who's gonna be there after the last angel has flown
And I've lost my way back home
I think nobody knows no
I said nobody knows
Nobody cares

It's win or lose not how you play the game
And the road to darkness has a way
Of always knowing my name
But I think nobody knows
No no
Nobody knows no no no no

Baby
Oh the secret's safe with me
There's nowhere else in the world that I could ever be
And baby don't it feel like I'm all alone
Who's gonna be there after the last angel has flown
And I've lost my way back home
And oh no no no no
Nobody knows
No no no no no no

Tomorrow I'll be there my friend
I'll wake up and start all over again
When everybody else is gone
No no no

Nobody knows
Nobody knows the rhythm of my heart
The way I do when I'm lying in the dark
And the world is asleep
I think nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows but me
me”

Draco stood behind her, awed at her voice before sitting down next to her, startling her from her thoughts.

“ What are doing out here?” She asked.

“ I was afraid that you didn’t believe when I said I’m sorry.” Draco answered.

“ I believe you alright!” Gennie exclaimed, standing up quickly.

As she started to walk away, Draco’s voice called her back.

“ Why are you pushing me away when all I am doing is asking for your friendship?”

Gennie stopped in her tracks.

“ It seems you hide from everyone. No one knows your name and no one even knew you existed. I’m ashamed to say that even I didn’t know you and I know everyone at Hogwarts.” Draco continued, coming up behind her, carrying Felix in his arms.

“ It’s easy not to see the invisible.” Gennie whispered, turning back to him, her eyes visible.

Her dark black and emerald eyes shown back at his silver ones with fear.

“ Why are you so afraid of me?” Draco asked.

“ I’m not afraid of you, I’m frightened by everyone.” She responded, sitting back by the lake.

Draco re-sat by her and listened.

“ I don’t really like crowds and being the center of attention. I feel better disappearing then for someone to stare at me.”

Draco sat in silence before putting Felix down and pulling her into a hug, that she pulled out of fast, hissing in pain as she rubbed her arms.

“ Crap, did I hurt you?” He said, pushing up her sleeves to find the bruises marking her upper arms.

“ Oh my god, these are huge and Weasley couldn’t have caused them.” Draco whispered, digging something out of his pocket.

It turned out to be a healing gel that he gently rubbed into her arms, despite her struggles.

“ Please stop, I’m not gonna press down on these.” Draco whispered, stopping Gennie.

When he finished, he sat back and watched her. She was sitting with her head bowed down, her hair hiding her face.

“ Listen, I’m not gonna pry yet, but I do want to be friends.” He said after a while, extending his hand.

Her head peeked up and he could just see a shine in her eyes. She reached for his head and grasped it before retreating back.

“ Ok, you know my name, but what’s yours?”

“ Genevieve. But I like Gennie a lot more.”

“ Well, Gennie, what do you say we go back in and hit the kitchen for some dinner?” Draco asked, standing up, again holding a hand down to help her.

What surprised her is that she took it and stood up.

“ I’m not really hungry.” She whispered.

“ You didn’t eat anything at the feast and if my mother found out I let someone not eat, she’d kill me and you don’t want me dead do you?” Draco said, in mock horror voice.

“ Well, I guess I don’t want to…fine, I’ll go with you.” Gennie caved and followed him.

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The next few days seemed to make Gennie’s life hell. People began to notice her and she didn’t want them to. Teachers began to call on her and students came up to her and buried her with questions.

‘ I blame Draco. He draws attention to anyone he is near.’ Gennie smiled as she worked on her potion.

Thankfully, Professor Snape was the same, but he watched her more and it was that same day that he noticed marks on her lower arms when she reached for an item. They were lines that shone brightly against her pale arms. Other then Draco, only Professor Snape has seen her eyes and they mesmerized him, for they reminded him of someone, yet her couldn’t place it.

The potion’s master was beginning to grow concerned for his young student. She never ate and she was too thin for someone in fourth year. She never had her hair away from her face, but Snape knew why. Without her knowing, he saw burn marks on the side of her face, but they weren’t normal. He had seen letters formed, but before he could get a look at them, she was gone.

Snape knew that she had become friends with Draco, so he brought his godson to his study and told him what he knew.

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Gennie was sitting down by the lake again, reading her potions essay over before placing it in her bag.

She saw Felix move from the ground to the bag and smiled. The cat hadn’t left her alone in a long time and seemed to know that it annoyed her once in a while. It may be due to the fact that he had to stay at Hogwarts because her adoptive parents would kill him.

She let her feet dangle in the brisk water before leaning back against the grass, a song breaking from her mind.

“The world's got a funny way of turning 'round on you
When a friend tries to stab you right in the face
Losing faith in everything I thought I hoped I knew
Don't sweat it, (it was) set on false pretense

Betrayed but not gonna be willing to change
And it doesn't seem likely to fade
Betrayed but not gonna be willing to change
cu cu cu cuz ya know

It’s Sacrifice
False pretense you'll hurt again
Stop pretending to deny
False pretense you'll hurt again

All along you know you thought you got the best of me
But you were wrong and I am laughing right in your face
I can not believe you claimed you were my family
Don’t sweat it - it’s set on false pretense

Betrayed but not gonna be willing to change
And it doesn't seem likely to fade
Betrayed but not gonna be willing to change
cu cu cu cuz ya know...

Its Sacrifice
False pretense you'll hurt again
Stop pretending to deny
False pretense you'll hurt again

Its Sacrifice
False pretense you'll hurt again
Stop pretending to deny
False pretense you'll hurt again

So play the game until you run out
And play the game into my hand”

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“ I don't know how else to put this.
It's taken me so long to do this.
I'm falling asleep and I can't see straight.

My muscles feel like a melee,
My body's curled in a U-shape.
I put on my best, but I'm still afraid.

Propped up by lies and promises.
Saving my place as life forgets.
Maybe it's time I saw the world.

I'm only here for a while.
And patience is not my style,
And I'm so tired that I got to go.

What am I supposed to hide now?
What am I supposed to do?
Did you really think I wouldn't see this through?

Tell me I should stick around for you.
Tell me I can have it all.
I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.

I get to go home in one week.
But I'm leaving home in three weeks.
They throw me a bone just to pick me dry.

I'm following suit and directions.
I crawl up inside for protection.
I'm told what to do and I dont know why.

I'm over existing in limbo
I'm over the myths and placebos
I dont really mind if I just fade away

I'm ready to live with my family.
I'm ready to die in obscurity
Cause I'm so tired that I got to go.

Where am I supposed to hide now?
What am I supposed to do?
You still don't think I'm gonna see this through?

Tell me I'm a part of history.
Tell me I can have it all.
I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.

I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.

I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.

I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.

I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.

I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.

I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.”

“ Hey, Gennie, I need to talk to you.” Draco’s voice said above her.

((A/N: Wow, yah...now, Gennie and Draco are NOT going to have BF/GF relationship. They are going to be Friends…understand? FRIENDS. Ok now that’s cleared up, review and message please.))