Hey guys. This chapter is shorter, I know, much shorter, but don't worry because chapter 7 or 8, whatever chapter is next, is coming soon!

Enjoy.

OOO

Today I asked Blaise,

"If I asked Ginny Weasley out today, would you be ashamed of me because I asked out a Gryffindor?"

And after a few minutes or so, he sighed and said,

"If you asked Ginny Weasley out today, I must be a virgin."

Funny guy.

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Today, I asked Blaise,

"If I asked Ginny Weasley out today, would you be ashamed because she's poor?"

And after he finished eating he chicken leg, he answered,

"If you asked Ginny Weasley out today, I'm in love with Pansy Parkinson."

And I seriously doubt that he is.

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Today, I asked Blaise,

"If I asked Ginny Weasley out today, would you be ashamed because she's too young?"

And after a brief moment, he answered,

"You know what Draco? I'm getting so sick of you asking me this. What I can say is that I think you need some help."

I nodded. I mean. I know I do. I don't normally "go out" or whatever they call it these days. Really, what happened to the word "dating?"

"Before you ask this chick out, I want to give you some lessons"

I nodded. What a nice fella this Blaise

"Come meet me tomorrow after dinner in the common room."

I nodded.

Can't wait.

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The lesson today was really fun and real easy. Blaise said he was surprised at how much I know.

Today, he taught me how to approach girls. He took me around the common room where I had to get it going with all the girls. It was an automatic super easy task for me because I've been doing so before I even came to this school. Silly Blaise has such low expectations for me!

Anyway, in about 5 minutes, I had gathered all the girls in the Slytherin house in my arms.

Oh baby.

Blaise was proud of me and he gave me a chocolate frog.

Oh man do I love these things.

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I asked myself why I get lessons from Blaise. Wasn't it I who was the sex god?

I mean, I feel that already, the pupil had succeeded the master. We did complimenting girls today and these erotic lines just slipped off my tongue like silk.

Even Blaise was blushing by the time I was done with one girl, whatever her name was.

I know it's rude and a bit arrogant, I'm asking him why he's teaching me when I should be teaching him.

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Got my answer. Apparently, I may be the better whore, but he's the better dater. So I guess it all works out since I'm looking for DATING the Weasley and not just playing with her. How come I never thought of that?

Anyway, I told Blaise still, that he should just cut the crap and get to the part when I learn how to actually date.

Excited.

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Had first uh… lets say close interaction with another man today. It was merely for the lessons.

Please don't think me disturbing. Truthfully I didn't like it one bit.

Oh. If you're wondering why I had to do it in the first place, it's because Blaise said that I shouldn't kiss any other girl while I'm in middle of an infatuation with Weasley. He was teaching how to kiss on the first date.

Yeah. I'm actually thankful for him for thinking about that.

Maybe I should say he shouldn't worry too much about me and everything.

Hm… nah. I'd rather keep my first kiss… a real "I love you" kiss with Weasley special.

Maybe I'll ask him when I can date for real now.

Yeah. I think I will.

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Bad idea. How the hell was I supposed to know that he was going to hook me up with one of his girls on a DATE. Can you believe it? My first real date DATE and it's with a random stranger! He lets me kiss other BOYS but I can't practice dating them?

This is absurd!

I don't want to do this.

I wanted the first date to be with Weasley.

I want to tell Blaise but what the hell is he going to do? Just stare at me silly and slap my dick. That's right. Slap my dick.

I'm in bit of a gridlock here.

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Massaging my cheeks. God damn Blaise can hit hard.

If you're wondering, he hit me, well no duh. He hit me after I told him that I don't want to go on the date.

"Why?"

"Because I just don't, okay?"

"Why?"

"I don't! Leave me alone?"

"Is it because of that Weasley shrimp?"

"Yes, and she's not a shrimp. You're more of a shrimp than she is."

Whoops. Well, I guess he's not a shrimp anymore.

Hehe, but secretly, I'll call him an oyster.

What a rebel I am.

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Oh no. Blaise still haven't forgiven me. What will ever be of my dating experience? Did I make a mistake? Should I have just gone anyway?

But what if he was just being a jerk and did it so I'd not want to date Weasley? Or what if he had set me up and that actually, she was supposed to come or something and sees me with the other girl?

Or what if he was truly trying to help me?

Or what if he was going to be monitoring the "blind date" and was offended that I didn't trust him?

I hate what if questions.

They frustrate me.

Should I ask Blaise what he was trying to do? Should I apologize? Or should I just leave him and give him the silent treatment, hoping he'd crawl back?

Oh, and I hate should/could/would questions as well.

Yeah…

I'm just thinking… if Blaise and I never talk, what am I ever going to do to learn to date? What am I supposed to do? What does Blaise want me to do?

Okay, you know what? I hate questions period.

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I'm so alone in this cruel world.

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I need a frieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeend.

Dracono, you're my friend, yes?

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I've written a song for you!

Here it goes (A/N: okay, this if form a personal pov, but usually when there are song lyrics, I tend to skip over them but you guys have to read this. I wrote it myself and I think it's hilarious) :

Dracono.

You were always there for me, so.

I've decided to give you some of my toe.

But when I tried to cut it off to give it

A mongoose ran and fiercely bit.

All I could say was "you speedy git"

So now I ponder what to give to you.

Money, jewelry, cloth, or a shoe?

Whatever it is I'll do

But maybe I will end up

Handing you a pup

My heart in a golden cup

Because you've been too great

I wonder what great fate

I have caught you as my bait.

Never fail to leave my side

Even during a hot steamy ride

You're always there on my beside

We had such grand memories

Together, we've ventured stories

And yet you never take the glory

Of a passionate victory of cruel

Your modesty makes me drool

Into a watery substance into the pool.

I love you so much Dracono

Don't ever leave my side no.

Wherever I, no, we go.

Babaaay--.

Lovely huh? I've begun strumming the main chorus until I realized that the song doesn't have a chorus…!

Oh dear. Here let's make one.

And I dedicate this chorus

To the everlasting compromise of us

You've cut back my pus.

And you've saved me from the torture

Of my own dark venture

I owe you more than my life and sure

I'll give you anything

Anything anything

At all to sing

This song

I'm not wrong

Or maybe ring the gong

Because what I sing for you now

Is the chorus in the now

A melody finer than a cow

And I lived without this guitar… how?

Isn't it lovely? Aren't you just so full of gratitude? Yes yes.

I'll go make the melody to the rest of it.

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Dracono…

I don't like this name. It's not working out for me. And I know that I've made a fantastic award going-to-win sing for it but I just realized that I just added a "no" to the end of my name to get yours, I feel almost as if I am talking to my alter ego, which sort of means that I'm talking to myself!

And even though I love the song and all, I'm going to have to write in it.

Sigh.

Back to Winifred? Fine I guess so. I guess I have enough masculinity to last both of us.

I, Draco Malfoy, hereby grant thee, Winifred, to be my lawfully wedded diary once more.

There. It's all formal now.

Let your darker side be Dracono so I don't have to write a song for you, Winifred.

I can't think of a rhyme for your name.

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Dear Winifred. I got up my gathered everything today, my brain, my guts, my heart, my penis, and got ready to face…

Dun dun dun…

Blaise Zabini.

So I marched up to him and told him the following.

"Blaise you have no right whatsoever to set me up on a date with a random stranger, even though I DID ask you to teach me to date, but I thought it would be a given that it would be Weasley, because you know that I've never REALLY dated before and I think you're wrong in being angry with me for not wanting to go on that blind date and therefore I think you should apologize and continue the lessons."

He looked at me, blinked, and turned away. After about like 923847299238472987 years, he said, "Malfoy, I'm trying to help you. You know it'll never work and I know your temper. I was trying to PROTECT you."

"Why. Why do I need protection from you?"

"Because you think you're all that great and strong and once you realized it'll never work out, I know you'll fall apart. You're not as masculine as you say you are."

I dropped my jaw. I literally felt the two bones breaking apart from each other.

The worst thing you can ever possibly say to my face.

That bitch didn't even stop.

"I see they way you boast around, walking in some egotistical arrogant manner but I can see right through you. Your worst fear is losing the thread of your actual masculinity or having everyone find out that you're actually a sissy. I don't know how you lasted 7 years getting by as the "sex god" or "the man" but you've either got to get real and figure out yourself or just stay that way and figure it out the hard way."

I began to cover my ears but he began to talk louder.

"If you choose to be real, you don't ask that girl out and you stay safe. When you two separate, you'll be practically nothing, and you'll know that. But if you continue to be this stubborn jackass, you ask her out, go out for a while and it all hits you."

I'm just above insulted. This is outrageous. I found one tiny strand of oxygen in my body left to ask:

"A-a-are you calling me gay?"

The bitch. How could he call me gay? "the thread of your actual masculinity?" "you're actually a sissy?"

HOW COULD SOMEONE CALL ME GAY?

And that explains him MAKING ME KISS THE OTHER GUY but DATE THE GIRLS. He wants me to experience what he thought I was. Oh that tricky tricky bastard.

And then, the bitch started laughing. He was howling, almost. He shrieked, groaned, gasped, cackled, and chuckled.

Wiping the tears from his eyes, he continued. "Whatever. However you translate it, do whatever knocks you off your feet. But I'm saying she's trouble to you. You two were meant to not be."

He stared at me really close and I glared back.

The room grew silent soon, or so it sounded like to my ears.

Tick.

Tock.

Tick.

Tock.

Tick.

Tock.

"I'm asking her out tomorrow and you're not stopping me."

He merely shrugged.

"The girl's really fucked you over, hasn't she?"

I turned to leave.

"Yeah. Yeah, she has."

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SORRY FOR THE LONG UPDATE.

I'm so so so sorry.

Anyway, the next chapter, I promise is coming sooner.

And I say that every single time but I'm serious this time because I've already started writing it.

I'll tell you what it's about.

He's now trying to win over her heart. The question is, can he do it without the lessons?

Okay. Ta ta for now then.

Have a happy Halloween!

Youngwriter56

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