Platform 9 ¾ was packed as usual with Hogwarts students and their loved ones, the screeching of owls and yowling of cats caged up and wishing to be free. These sounds were of the familiar event of students boarding the Hogwarts Express for another exciting year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Usually this was a happy time for most students, returning to the school to complete their education, but Ginny Weasley was not happy about leaving her home to return to an almost friendless school.

"Ginny dear, make sure to write me as soon as you get there." Mrs. Weasley hugged her youngest child and smiled her worn, wrinkled smile.

"Yes mum." Ginny sighed as she pulled her trunk behind her onto the train.

"Be careful and make sure to stay with a friend at all times." Mr. Weasley called after her.

"Yes Dad." she murmured waving a hand at her father as she rolled her eyes.

Finding a compartment proved to be difficult but after twenty-three full compartments and fifteen minutes of looking Ginny finally found a compartment with only one occupant in it. Tired from lugging her trunk so far she gave up looking and knocked on the side of the compartment door. "'Scuse me?" She asked bracing herself against the door-jam as the train took off. "Do you mind?"

A familiar pair of grey eyes jumped up to lock with hers, making her heart flutter in the most awful way. "I don't mind." The cool voice replied as he pulled his eyes away to go back to reading his book.

Smiling to herself Ginny moved to shove her trunk into the holder. The trunk, being a bit too heavy slid back towards her. Giving out a loud squeal she closed her eyes and threw up her hands to catch the trunk that never came. A soft click caused Ginny to open her eyes in amazement. The other inhabitant of the compartment clicked the trunk holder into place and smiled offering her a hand down from the seat she was standing on.

"Thanks." Ginny blushed as the warm hand enveloped hers and she stumbled down from her perch. The jerk of the train caused her to lose her footing and she fell directly into her assistant with an unladylike curse.

"A pretty thing such as yourself shouldn't be using such language." The voice chuckled as Ginny shoved away from him.

"Growing up with six brothers," Ginny stated pulling her hand away and sitting on the seat she had moments before been standing on, "you pick up some bad habits." Her companion chuckled as he sat across from her.

Pulling a book from her bag Ginny started on finishing the last bit of her Advanced Potions essay while her companion read.

"You misspelled Herbivicous." the male chimed in after about an hour. Ginny looked up from her Herbology essay and frowned. She re read the line and swore under her breath before casting an erasing spell on the word and corrected it.

"Here." A light blue quill was shoved between her face and the parchment. "It's a spell checking quill. It taps into what you're thinking and spells it correctly for you."

"Thanks." Ginny replied with a blush as she put her quill away.

Sanding her essay fifteen minutes later Ginny looked up and held out the quill. "You look so familiar." She mused aloud, an eyebrow raised.

"I should be." He smirked.

"I can't place it though."

"Well then you'll just have to find out later won't you?"

"Jerk."

"Tart."

"Weaslette."

"Wait. What did you just call me?" Ginny blinked in confusion, bringing an abrupt halt to their flirtatious bickering.

"Weaslette. Red hair, freckles, hand-me-down robes. Defiantly a Weasley." Leaning closer Ginny's eyes widened.

"Malfoy?" The trademark smirk made its way across his face and Ginny's heart stopped. She had been sitting in the same compartment for almost two hours with a Malfoy and neither had insulted nor hexed the other and he had known who she was the whole time!

"Yes, Weasley. I'm a Malfoy. Glad you noticed." He stood up and moved over to sit next to her with a smirk. Ginny moved away a bit and frowned.

"What are you doing here Malfoy? I thought you graduated last year." Ginny pulled out her new, hand me down book for Advanced Potions and opened it to the page she had been reading, hoping to hide her blush from him.

"Well it just so happens that I was asked by Headmistress McGonagall to teach Potions this term." Draco taped the book in Ginny's hands with a chuckle.

"Why would she do that? You've only been out of school for three months, why let the barely graduated Slytherin Prince teach with no formal training?" Ginny asked with a frown.

"Apparently she was in need of a potions teacher and couldn't find anyone qualified so she looked through the old school files for the top scoring student in potions, which I happened to be, and gave them a call." Draco smirked at Ginny with his trademark smirk and tapped the page Ginny was on in her book. "This potion is rather difficult, uses a lot of ingredients too. Seeing as you haven't hexed me yet or gotten on my nerves, I shall give you the extra you need from storage so you can do it." He winked at Ginny, who frowned.

"Thanks…I think." Ginny's brow wrinkled as she looked up at him, confused. "Why are you being so nice to me?" She asked suddenly.

"I have to be nice to all of my students." He replied with a shrug.

"Right." Ginny murmured as she returned to her book to keep her mind off of the platinum blonde Malfoy sitting next to her.

Ginny awoke with a start several hours later, as the train was slowing to a stop. Looking around she lifted her head from something hard and warm. Realization dawned on her as Draco blinked at her with sleep filled eyes.

She had fallen asleep on him. And he had fallen asleep on her. With a blush Ginny bolted up from the seat, shoved her book into her bag and left the compartment as quickly as possible.

"Hello Ginny." A soft, airy voice called from behind Ginny, causing the embarrassed girl to turn around, a hand on her throat.

"Oh, Luna, you gave me a fright!" Ginny squealed hugging her friend.

"Sorry, are you sure the Nargles aren't getting you?" Ginny laughed.

"No, no Nargles." Ginny reassured Luna with a smile. "Are you excited for our last year of school?"

"Not really." Luna replied in her dreamy voice, linking arms with Ginny.

"I'm really going to miss Hogwarts." Ginny sighed as she helped Luna into the Thestral drawn carriage. Several 6th years climbed into the carriage with them and Ginny rolled her eyes.

"There's going to be a party in the Come-and-Go Room later, y'all want to come?" A cute, sandy haired boy asked. Ginny looked at Luna who grinned.

"Hell yeah." Ginny replied as the carriage took off towards the giant looming castle.