Chapter One

Dear Ginevra Molly Weasley,

The Wizard Is Muggle Program (WIMP), is pleased to inform you that you will be placed in Lima, Ohio, USA. You will go to William McKinley High School, along with fellow student(s), Draco Malfoy. You will be staying at 10 Carriage Way in Mr. Richard Deptula's house. To familiarize yourself with muggle items, please read the information packet provided. Your train will leave at 4:00 P.M to take you to your destination. We hope you have a good time learning about muggles, having a go at high school, and enjoying yourself.

Sincerely,

The WIMP Team

Ginny sighed as she read the letter once again. The clock read 3:15, so she still had a good 45 minutes to kill. She still couldn't believe she was going to some rundown town in America called Lima, with none other than the self conceited Draco Malfoy.

A glance around her dormitory room told her that everyone else had left. Ginny sighed again as she began pacing the room. She hated being the last to leave. It always made her feel abandoned. "Stupid Tom Riddle," she muttered to herself.

Everything that was about to happen was completely Voldemort's fault. After the war, the ministry decided that all the people who had attended school the year leading up to Voldemort's death had to redo the last six months. But that still left six months after winter break to kill. So they had come up with the idea of WIMP.

The idea was, wizarding family kids had to go to muggle schools to get an idea of muggle life. This way, in the future, nobody could turn out like Voldemort because the kids had figured out how wonderful muggles are.

Ginny had liked the idea at first, but when she realized she would be going to the middle of nowhere with Draco Malfoy, she decided that maybe this wouldn't be such a picnic.

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"Ginny, it's nearly four, time to go!" Hermione yelled from the common room. Ginny grabbed her stuff and taking one last look around the dormitory, left the room.

/

Down at the train station, Ginny said her last goodbyes to her friends.

"Ginny, if you have any questions concerning muggles, just floo me ok?" Hermione asked.

"Ok Hermione." Ginny replied.

"You look so downcast little sister. What's the matter?" Ron asked.

"It's nothing, really." Ginny answered.

"Say, Ginny who's going with you to that muggle town?" Harry spoke up suddenly. Then he looked away quickly. Ginny and Harry had broke up. Harry felt that being an Auror was priority, so he rarely ever saw Ginny, and when he did, he was very distant. Ginny got so frustrated with him, that she broke it off.

"Oh, Draco Malfoy." Ginny said nonchalantly. Hermione looked like she swallowed a frog. Ron's face went really red, and he moved his mouth up and down, but no sound came out.

Finally Ron spluttered, "W-w-w-hat?"

"It seems like Weasley has lost the ability to speak." A voice belonging to no other than Draco Malfoy drawled. The four people spun around to face Draco Malfoy smirking at them. He had changed after the war.

He still had the same smirk, and gelled back blonde hair, but a lot of other things had changed. His eyes were still stormy gray, but his forehead crinkled with worry much more. Draco Malfoy had turned into a man.

Even though his family had switched sides in the war, things had changed for the Malfoys. People no longer treated them like gods; they were treated as normal people. Draco could no longer make snide comments about muggles and muggle borns. He had to treat them like equals.

"Don't you dare hurt my baby sister!" Ron said in a venomous tone.

"I've changed Weasley. Of course I won't!" Draco spat at Ron. The two locked eyes, and they seemed to have a staring contest.

Ron seemed to sense something and relaxed. "Just keep her safe for me ok Malfoy?" Ron said in a resigned tone.

"I will." was all he said before he boarded the train.

/

As they sat across from one another in the compartment, Ginny stared at him. She was still wondering about what had happened between Ron and Draco at the station. It must be hard for him she reflected. Imagine if you grew up learning to hate muggle borns and muggles, but then told to change. He must be struggling she thought.

"Something wrong with my face, Weasley?" Draco asked smirking.

"N-no," Ginny stuttered, blushing.

Ginny was saved when the compartment door opened and a plump middle aged lady came in. She handed a few pamphlets to the two young people, and asked if they had any questions.

/

Draco Malfoy stared at the door of 10 Carriage Way. He felt a bit nervous now, a feeling he wasn't quite used to. All his life, people had cowered before him and his family. But things had changed after Voldemort's death. Many people were suspicious of his family, even though Harry Potter himself had verified that the Malfoys were good.

If someone told him that he would end up in a muggle town with Ginny Weasley, he would have laughed at their face. But here he was, in that exact situation.

"Should I ring the doorbell?" Ginny asked him nervously.

"Sure, why not Weasley," he drawled putting on a mask of indifference on his face, even though his insides felt like they were being boiled. 'Here goes nothing,' he thought.