Disclaimer: I only own the plot and Ginny's friends who aren't from the books. The rest is JK Rowling's

A/N: Okay, I wasn't going to begin my Ginny/Draco until I finished It's Just Not Normal but I've been reading tons of D/G lately and needed to begin this story before I lost the idea. Oh! And this takes place in Draco's 6th year and Ginny's 5th. And I'd like to thank Aly for the idea of Vipera Malfoy.

Quill pals

"Ginny!" Ron yelled up the stairs, "breakfast!"

"I'm coming, Ron!" Ginny yelled back as she took one last look in mirror.She was wearing a blue gingham button down shirt and khaki cropped pants. It was her first time wearing clothes not out of a hand-me-down bag. Her hair was down and she had expertly applied some of her mum's make-up. Harry won't know what hit him, she thought to herself with a smirk as she ran downstairs.

"It's about--" Ron stopped when he saw his sister. Ginny smiled, she knew exactly what he was thinking. She usually wore old jeans and Ron's old t-shirts and her hair was always in a ponytail. Ron probably didn't even know she knew how to apply make-up.

"What the bloody hell is going on?!" he exclaimed.

Ginny pouted. "What? Am I not allowed to look pretty?"

"I suppose it's alright," he retorted, "but since when do you care for your appearance?"

Ouch! "Are you saying I'm usually ugly?"

"No, it's just . . . bah! It's because Harry's coming today isn't it?"

"And if it is?" she hissed folding her arms across her chest. Ginny swept past him and into the kitchen.

"Mmm," she licked her lips, "breakfast smells delicious Mum."

"Rightly so," the plump redhead replied, "I've slaved half the morning preparing it. We have a guest joining us after all." Molly Weasley glanced up at her daughter, "Ginny? My, don't you look pretty. I see you put to use those make-up tips I gave you. Where did that outfit come from?"

"Chloe," she said referring to her muggle-born friend, "She sent it to me for my birthday."

"Well, it's nice, for a muggle outfit. Ah, Arthur," she said as her husband entered, "Just in time for breakfast. But where is Harry?"

"The twins are helping him with his things. He should be here soon," Mr. Weasley answered. He glanced at Ginny. "And who are you?"

Ginny rolled her eyes, "It's me Dad."

Arthur's eyes widened, "Ginny?" she nodded. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, Arthur," Molly piped in, "It's our little Ginny. Doesn't she look lovely?"

Little? I'm fifteen for Merlin's sake!

Before Arthur could reply, they were interrupted by Harry, Fred, and George entering the kitchen.

"I told you not to do that Fred," George was saying.

"Do what exactly?" a suspicious Molly interrupted their conversation.

"Oh nothing Mum," George said, "Mmm, something smells delicious! Let's eat."

Molly gave them a look that clearly said she would be talking to them later before turning to Harry. "Hello Harry dear! How have you been?"

"Just fine, Mrs. Weasley," he said.

"Good, well, let's dig in!" Chaos ensued as everyone sat and began to reach for what they wanted. Ginny was getting disappointed. Harry hadn't even so much as glanced at her throughout the entire meal. Talk to him! A voice inside her head screamed. Make him notice you! Ginny wanted to do just that, but what would she say? Her thoughts were interrupted by a large barn owl swooping in through the open window and dropping a stack of mail on Arthur's plate.

"Hogwarts letters!" Ron exclaimed when his father handed him a letter.

"Here you go Harry, Ginny," Arthur said handing them their letters as well.

Opening it, Ginny discovered that, instead of the usual two pieces of parchments, there were three. Knowing what the first two contained she skipped to the third.

Miss Weasley,

In an effort to encourage better inter-school relations Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang have decided to introduce a new program called Quill pals. Students from different schools will be paired to owl each other throughout the year. This is a great opportunity to meet witches and wizards outside of England. Please fill out the form below and owl it to your school ASAP.

Professor Dumbledore

Headmaster of Hogwarts

Madame Maxime

Headmistress of Beauxbatons

Professor Karkaroff

Headmaster of Durmstrang

No, I am not interested

Yes, I would like to participate in Quill pals

school of student signature of student

"Well that sounds like fun," said Molly, who had been reading over Ginny's shoulder. "Are you going to do it?"

"I think so," she nodded, "Yes, I think it'll be fun. What about you Harry?"

Harry seemed amazed that Ginny had actually spoken to him. He looked up and, upon seeing her; his face registered that shock Ron's had only an hour earlier. "I, uh, I," he cleared his throat, "Yes, I think I will." He flashed a smile at her.

AHHH! Harry Potter smiled at me!!!

"Yeah, me too," Ron said. The three of them filled out the forms and sent them with Hedwig before Harry and Ron went outside to fly for a bit. Ginny sighed as she walked up to her room to read. Harry hadn't spoken to her again after the discussion of Quill pals. But she had caught him looking a couple times and he had smiled at her. That was some sort of victory, right?

Draco Malfoy was eating breakfast, alone as usual, when an owl flew in and dropped a letter right into his half-eaten porridge causing it to splash up and land on his previously clean robes.

"Stupid bird," he sneered wiping at his robes. Picking up the porridge-covered letter, his sneer deepened when he saw the Hogwarts crest. Opening the letter he skimmed the first two pages and stopped at the third. He scowled as he read. Quill pals? Sounds lame enough. Inter-school relations my arse. Wasn't that what the Triwizard Tournament was supposed to achieve? We all saw how that turned out. Who would possibly go for this anyway? Potter and his friends, that's for sure. Famous Harry Potter. Merlin! Doesn't he have enough friends as it is? Everyone loves him just because he saved the world out of luck. Well, I know what my answer will be to this latest scheme of Dumbledore's.

Draco picked up a quill his father had left on the table and moved to fill in the form. His hand was halfway to the parchment when a thought occurred to him that gave him pause. What if this was the answer to his misery? He had always longed for a friend he could be himself around, not that he would want anyone else to know. Sometimes he just got tired of the role of a death eater's son. Perhaps if he had a friend who didn't know who he really was he could have a break from being Draco Malfoy; future death eater. Draco sighed, what to do? But he already knew what he was going to do. Leaning over the parchment, Draco Malfoy filled in his answer.

Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape were sitting around a table in the center of Dumbledore's office. The table had three neat stacks of papers in the corners. Each stack contained the names of students from the one of the three schools. The center contained a list which they magicked the names side by side onto the paper after pairing them up. As the instigator of this project, Dumbledore had been saddled with the task of pairing the students up. He had recruited the help of Minerva and Severus in order to speed up the process. They had been doing this for the past two days. It was now September first and the Hogwarts Express would be arriving at any minute.

"Who would have thought so many students would want to do this?" Albus chuckled.

"I am quite surprised myself," Minerva agreed. Severus remained silent.

"Would you look at this!" Albus exclaimed, "We broke even! Only four names left: Virginia Weasley; Hogwarts, Marie Dupree; Beauxbatons, Draco Malfoy; Hogwarts and Vipera Malfoy; Durmstrang."

"Are Vipera and Draco related?" Minerva broke in.

"Yes," Severus finally spoke, "They're cousins. Vipera goes to Durmstrang." He added, unnecessarily.

"Well, since Draco and Vipera most likely already know each other, let's put Vipera with Ginny and Marie with Draco," Albus suggested. He put Marie's name down and Malfoy's name next to it. Grabbing the last two he set them down without a second glance.

"Minerva," he said, "Will you please make copies of this list and send it to Maxime and Karkaroff? Also, send them a note saying they only need to get owls for those students who aren't assigned to someone from Hogwarts. We will take care of that."

Minerva nodded and took the list from him.

"And I will go to the owlery and assign an owl to each of our students. Severus, will you please go to the kitchens and see how the feast is coming?"

"Yes headmaster," Severus left and Albus leaned back in his chair. This was definitely one of his better ideas.

A/N: Well? What do you think? You can tell me by pushing the "go" button! :) Flames will be returned.

A/N2: I hope that last section didn't confuse you too much. I'm planning on having the entire story from Ginny's and Draco's POV, but I also needed to put in how the students got paired up so . . . REVIEW!!!!