"Fuck fuck FUCK!"
Ginny and Hermione's head whipped around swiftly. Ginny tilted her head whilst Hermione grabbed her wand in immediate defense. You had caught the attention of a few other students around, but you didn't care at that moment.
Sitting in the library, you were catching up on studying with your friends when you had been feeling uncomfortable for a while.
Your stomach began to twist and knot into a confining ache. You've dismissed yourself multiple times thinking it was just horrible bowel movements, or simply not eating enough at breakfast but to no avail, that wasn't the case.
Every now and then you would need to take a breather due to the fact that it felt like the wind nearly got knocked out of you. Ginny had even accidentally elbowed you in your breast resulting in a yelp and shoving her away.
It wasn't until you were looking for one of your papers to study when you noticed you were sitting on it. Shifting to the side to pick it up, you observed a crimson stain on it, resulting in all your concerns being answered.
"Bloody hell, Y/N, what's wrong?" Hermione gasped.
"You could say that again," you mumbled, picking up your robe and wrapping it tightly around your waist.
They looked at each other confused. Your face flushed with embarrassment as you closed your eyes for a brief moment before speaking.
"..I've just gotten my period."
"Do you need a tampon?" Ginny began, sitting up straighter.
"A pad?" Hermione alternated, raising her eyebrow.
"Painkillers?"
"A blanket?"
"A hug?"
You halted your hands up indicating for them to stop. "I'm alright, I've got a few tampons left I think... I'll pick some up at the store later," you dismissed, "I guess this is my cue to go for today. I'll catch up with you guys later."
They nodded in agreement telling you that if you needed anything to let them know.
Leaving it at that, you waved goodbye and made your way down the corridors heading to the nearest bathroom. The halls were pretty empty thankfully, but you couldn't help but still feel embarrassed that you've stained your skirt. All you wanted to do was get out of your clothes, take a bath, and relax in your dorm.
Turning around a corner, you nearly stumbled into your favorite Slytherin. You held onto his arms for support as a cramp hit you, making you close your eyes for just a brief second to compose yourself. His hard silver eyes met yours and immediately softened.
"Where're you headed off to in such a hurry? Are you alright?" Draco asked, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and drew you into a quick embrace. Pulling away, you left some space in between the two of you.
As much as you would love to drop everything and stay there with him, the crippling agony of your period dripping down your leg at any given time wasn't something you were going to risk. Once your flow started, it was heavy.
"I've just really got to use the bathroom is all if you don't mind excusing me," you apologized for the short explanation, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before hurrying past him.
Leaving Draco there, he watched your figure hurry down the hall with no chance of hearing his response. Nonchalantly, he shrugged it off. Sometimes he never knows what actually goes through your head and instead lets you explain it later on.
"Well alright then," he mumbled to himself, carrying on with his day.
~*~
You've nearly avoided Draco all day, not that you intended to, you were busy with, well, lady issues. During the moments when he would catch glimpses of you across the yards or throughout Hogwarts, you would always rushing to somewhere else.
You've been going back and forth in search of your menstrual products because you were down to just a few tampons left. With it only being just the beginning of your period, you were going to need hell of a lot more than that.
Your cramps, although already uncomfortable, were going to kick in stronger the more time passes. So, you want to hurry and get everything before you become too immobilized to do anything.
Eventually you exhausted yourself and headed back to your dorm, deciding that you were just going to attempt again tomorrow. if that was even possible.
Draco had thought he did something wrong. The whole day he's been racking his brain as to what he could have possibly done. Also not to mention that no one would tell him about your whereabouts when you weren't in his line of sight.
Desperate to talk to you, he had gone to Hermione to pry any information out of her. She refused to talk to Draco telling him that you were simply 'busy.' Ginny only shrugged her shoulders and wouldn't give him the time of day.
He wasn't satisfied with that answer and tried every other friend of yours he could think of; including Harry Potter as well. No one gave him helpful answers or didn't know where you were either. Trying to take matters into his own hands, he stormed up to your dorm room and harshly knocked on the door.
"Y/N, I know you're in there!" he shouted impatiently.
He actually had no idea if you were in there or not. However, he decided that if you weren't there, he was just going to sit and wait on your bed until you came in.
Turning the door handle, he stomped his way inside but came to a halt. Tangled up under the bedsheets laid your sleeping figure. Draco's once tense body relaxed and quietly shut the door behind him trying to not make too much noise.
He took long stride towards you and sat on the edge of your bed right next to you. He brought his hand up to brush the loose strands of hair out of your face and cupped your cheek, lightly rubbing his thumb across it.
Stirring a little bit, your eyes fluttered open.
"Mmm Draco," you groggily mumbled quitely, rubbing the crust out of your eyes, "What're you doing here?"
"I haven't seen you all day," he spoke softly, "Are you avoiding me?"
He tried to hide the hurt in his voice however you caught on quickly, sitting up on your elbows to get a better look at him. His eyebrows were creased as he awaited your answer.
"Of course not, why would you think that?"
He turned his head to look to the side for a brief second before turning back to look at you. "I don't know.. I just thought-"
You grabbed his tie and yanked him down so his mouth was inches from yours. Pressing a warm kiss to his lips, reassuring him nothing was wrong.
"I'm sorry I made you feel that way, I'm just going through my lady problems at the moment," you apologized. He furrowed his eyebrows, looking at you curously.
"Lady problems?" he questioned.
You darted your eyes from side to side, confused on what he was confused about. Slowly nodding your head, you sucked in a breath as another wave of cramps came rolling out. He noticed your discomfort and sat up straight.
"What lady problems? Did you get detention because that's a student problem."
You sucked in your lips to stiffle back a laugh. This time you sat up with your back resting against the headboard, making more room for him to scoot closer.
Does he really not know?
"Draco, my love... my period came," you chuckled, giving him a playful shove on his hip.
"Okay..?" he uttered dumbfoundedly, "Just push it all out and you'll be okay for the remainder of the day."
Did he really just say that.
"Get out," you huffed and laid back down, turning over so that your back was to him. Normally you would have the time to dilly-dally through Draco's insensitive comments, but you did not have the patience for it today. Your hormones were all out of wack and you were afraid you were going to blurt something you don't mean to say.
You've gotten your period around Draco before, but he's never really noticed. Some days are worst than others and you tried your best to conceal it most of the time.
"C'mon, Y/N," Draco scoffed, "It can't be that bad, you're being dramatic."
You really wanted to reach for his balls at that moment and rip them out. Let's see just how dramatic you could get when his baby-makers are being crushed and thrown out the window.
"Draco, you have three seconds to get the hell out of my room before I roundhouse kick you in your dick," you threatened, not bothering to turn around. He was taken back by your sudden violence and stood up, offended.
"You honestly need to relax," he grumbled, turning to leave the room without a second thought.
"Relax? You want me to relax?!" you shouted angrilly, sitting up this time to look him dead in the eyes, "Have you any idea what I go through on my period! I'm already emotional as is and you're not helping. I'm bleeding out of my literal vagina, my excrutiating cramps are stabbing me over and over again, not just in my uterus, but also my back! My spine! My damn ass! And doooon't even get me started on the tenderness of my breasts, it's not the good kind. I can barely sleep without being woken up in pain and not to mention I am basically out of all my damn tampons! I'm going to become a bloody crimescene at any given moment! Hell I can barely smell anything without wanting to violently regurgiatate whatever is in my stomach and you have the nerve to tell me to relax?!"
Your chest was heaving up and down from your rant as Draco cautiously walked back over to you. Soon enough, your anger turned into sadness and you fought back the urge of crying.
All your emotions were heightened and you just wanted to feel cared for. He wasn't expecting that and immedately felt bad for making you feel worse than you already do.
"M'sorry," he apologized and wrapped his arms around you. Draco didn't know much about menstruation, but from what you were telling him, it sounded like literal hell. At first you stubbornly tried fighting him away from you, but exhaustedly gave in.
He wanted to make you feel as comfortable as possible, so he laid with you in your bed until he felt your soft snores leaving your nose. Once you fell asleep, he carefully slipped out of your hold and made his way to leave the room to run a few errands.
~*~
"Love.. Y/N wake up."
Draco was gently shaking your shoulder trying to get you to wake up. Opening your eyes, you adjusted to the darker atmosphere of the room.
Wait a second, this wasn't your room. You sat up and looked around. You were in Draco's dorm, in his bed. But when did you get here?
He noticed the confusion on your face and interjected.
"I carried you here, I thought you would be more comfortable," he muttered, "But look."
He bent down to pick a bag up before sliding under the blanket next to you. He dumped all the contents in the bag along your lap as you let out a gasp. You weren't expecting so many things to come out.
Laying across your lap was boxes of tampons, pads, panty-liners, a heating pad, water, painkillers, endless amounts of snacks including candy, chocolate, chips, and even a necklace. The list could go on forever.
Your mouth hung open to form words, but you struggled.
"Draco.. I, this is.. wow. Okay, uhm, did you buy the whole store?" you managed to get out. He scratched the back of his neck nervously, with a nervous smile tugging on the corner of his lips.
He turned to the side and reached to grab another bag and a bouquet of flowers. Holding the bouquet of flowers out for you, you grabbed them. You loved the gesture, but this was too much. You couldn't help but feel guilty that he went through all this trouble just for you.
"Draco-"
He stopped you to speak and placed the flowers in your hands.
"That bag is full of everything you need, or at least I hope so, for if and when you decide to go back to your dorm and this bag is for me to keep here in my dorm for whenever you need it. I've gotten nearly everything I could to make up for being such a dick. These flowers and jewlery are just a small gift to show you my appreciation. I don't want to add more stress to you and m'sorry. Whatever it is you need, just tell me and I'll right on it."
Tears pricked in your eyes as you stared at him.
"Don't cry, is it something I said?" he frowned. You shook your head, wiping under your eyes and sniffling.
"Just the hormones, thank you. I love you so much," you gushed pulling him in for a much needed kiss and cuddled into him. He protectively wrapped his arms around you, and lulled you back to sleep, whispering words of affirmations.
"I'll always be here for you," he whispered and placed a loving kiss on the top of your head.