Disclaimer: I do not own Draco, Ginny or any of the Harry Potter characters.

Ginny looked out the window of the train. The sun illuminated the countryside, rolling hills and simple farms covered the landscape as far as the eye could see. She was alone in her carriage, her diary open in her lap. She chewed on the tip of her quill trying to decide what to write next. This is going to be Ginny's sixth year at Hogwarts and her mind was buzzing with questions, "What would her classes be like? Would she meet any cute boys? Who would her new roommates be? What kind of adventures would she have?" She snorted as she thought of the last question. "Yeah right, I wish." she thought to herself. It was Harry, Hermione, and Ron who got all the adventures, the most adventure she ever had was in her first year, and she was the victim, not the hero. She closed her diary and put it in her ragy book bag. "Almost at Hogwarts" she thought to herself. She pulled out her comb and began to brush her long red hair. She smiled to herself as she remembered how hard she had worked over the summer. She saved up every cent so she could go shopping with her friends to Hogsmade for some new clothes.

Ginny stood up as the train approached Hogwarts. Already the train's carriages were buzzing with excitement. She walked down the corridor anxiously. She wanted to be one of the first students off the train. Suddenly the train lunged to a stop, tossing Ginny backward, her book bag went flying. She would have fallen to the ground if someone hadn't caught her. Two strong arms raised her to her feet. "Thank you." She said, turning to thank whoever had caught her. She froze when she realized who caught her and a frown hardened on her face. It was Draco. His face sneered has he realized who he had caught. "Draco, I'm supervised you didn't let me fall." Ginny replied, bending down to pick up her fallen book bag.

"Had I known it was you Weasley, I would. As it is I had to drop my books to catch you, now that they are covered with Weasley filth, I don't know if they are even worth keeping."

Ginny just sneered and walked away. "He is such a jerk!" she thought to herself.

Draco waited until Ginny was gone before he picked up his books. A flash of panic crossed his mind. He searched frantically though his books. "It's gone." He gulped. "My journal, it's gone." Another wave of panic hit him. "That Weasley girl must have it. It has all my secrets in it. I've got to get it back!" Draco gathered his books and ran out to the station. But amongst the wave of students, he lost her. Then Draco noticed something odd amongst his pile of books. "Hey this isn't my journal." He opened Ginny's diary. A smile crossed his lips.

Ginny looked though her bookbag. "It's gone." She frantically tore through her side of the dorm. "My diary is gone; I must have lost it at the station. Huh? What's this?" She asked herself, pulling a fancy journal out of her book bag. She opened the journal and began to read….

Ginny giggled as she read Draco's journal in the dinning hall. Who would have guessed Draco would have named his teddy bear 'Mr. Snuggles'? "Hey Ginny, what is that you are reading?" Colin asked sitting next to her. Ginny quickly closed Draco's journal and put it in her book bag.

"Nothing." Ginny replied quickly. Colin gave her a quizzical look. "It's a girl thing." She quickly replied. Colin just shrugged his shoulders and changed the subject to which classes they would have together. Their conversation was cut short when a large Eagle flew over and dropped a note in Ginny's plate. "What the? It's not time for the mail yet." She opened the letter:

Please do not read my journal in public…

Ginny gulped as she realized who it was from. She quickly turned and saw Draco looking at her from across the room. She returned to the letter,

Meet me in classroom 128B at 7 o'clock to exchange journals, or else everyone will hear about your little accident in the third grade.

-D.

Ginny gulped. 'He wouldn't dare. Then again this is Draco we are talking about.' She turned towards Draco. She made sure no one was watching, and nodded her head in reply. Draco flashed Ginny a knowing smirk. Ginny folded up the letter and put it away. Ginny looked at the clock, 'A few minutes before class.' She sighed, "This is going to be a LONG day."

She didn't know how she did it, but somehow she got through her classes. She was a mess of nerves by the time dinner time came around. "How much of my diary has he read? He better not try to blackmail me, I got enough shit on him to fertilize mom's garden." All day Colin had been asking her what was wrong, but she couldn't tell him, no one could ever know.

Ginny went to classroom 128B a few minutes before seven. Draco was already there. "I believe you have something that belongs to me." Draco said calmly. "Likewise" Ginny replied. Ginny whipped out Draco's journal. She looked at it, then at Draco. "You know, we can't just exchange journals."

"Whaaaattt? Why not!"

"Because we already got too much dirt on each other. How do we know that once we exchange journals that we don't go blabbing each others secrets?" They stood in thoughtful silence for a while, suggesting everything from forgetting spells ("I'm not letting you use a forgetting spell on me!) to mediators ("No one else can find out!") but it seemed hopeless.

"I guess I have no choice." Draco said, pulling out his wand. Ginny quickly drew her wand and pointed it at him. "What are you planning to do?" Ginny asked accusingly. Draco sighed in frustration as he approached her "No you dolt, it's a trust-binding spell."

Ginny lowered her wand. "A trust-binding spell?"

"Yes a trust-binding spell." Draco answered angerly. " It will make sure we don't go blabbing each other's secrets. There's one catch though, to put it in the simplest terms it will make sure you,, Weasley can understand me (Ginny scowled) I become your journal and you become mine. So we would have to meet every night and talk to each other."

"What if something happens and one of us can't make it?"

"Write, call, whatever it takes to communicate. We would be unable to tell each other's secrets but if we lose contact for more than a few days the spell would be broken, we could blab each others secrets, and we would have Wizard pox for a month!"

Ginny gasped. Wizard pox was one of the horrible diseases in the wizarding world. When someone had wizard pox, the had red spots all over their bodies, their hair turned purple, their tongue turned green, and they would have a fever so high they would have to go to the hospital. "Wizard pox? Why?"

"It's part of the spell!" Draco sighed in frustration and stretched out his hand. "So what do you say?" He asked reluctantly. Ginny stretched out her hand and grasped his in a handshake. 'It's the only way.' She told herself, letting go of his hand. "Accio spell book!" Draco called. Within moments, a velvet-lined book flew into his hand. After a few minutes of fumbling with the pages, he found the spell. He made a fretful sigh as he read the spell. "You are not going to like this. We have to hold hands and say the spell in unison."

"Great." She mumbled quietly and reluctantly took his hand. 'His hand is really warm.' She thought to herself. Draco learned over so she could read the spell. She had never been this close to Draco willingly before. She had butterflies in her stomach but she wasn't sure why. 'No way could I be attracted to Draco, it must be the spell."

Little did she know Draco was thinking something similar. "Her hand it's so delicate."

As they finished reciting the spell, Draco looked over at Ginny, a smirk crossed his lips. "What?" Ginny asked.

"You're blushing. Why are you blushing? " Draco teased, his smirk growing wider.

Ginny tried to hide her blush. "I don't know, why are you still holding my hand?" She commented. A small smile played across her lips as she watched Draco's flustered expression. He quickly dropped her hand and looked away. After an awkward moment he looked back at Ginny, she was still smiling. "Hey Draco, is this an effect of the spell?"

"What is?"

"You and me getting along."

"I don't know, this is the first time I've ever used this spell. I guess now that we can trust each other we can relax and be ourselves with one another."

"I guess so."

"So would you like to begin?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well…" Draco said, sitting on a desk. "We are each other's journals now, so instead of writing in your diary…" Draco paused and smiled. "You talk to me."

"Ginny walked over and sat on a desk next to Draco. Ginny took a deap breath and began. "Well today was a pretty crazy day…".