Denying Draco

30 - Mother Nature

The next morning, Poppy woke up early to hear the other Slytherins awake and about and she closed her eyes again upon realising that she would have to wait until they had left before she could get up. Draco was no longer close to her and had rolled away to his side of the bed, much to her dismay. She fell asleep again for a short while longer and when she awoke, the curtain was pulled back and she rolled over to see him sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to her.

'Good morning,' she said, quietly, but he didn't respond as he got to his feet.

He turned to her with a look that didn't translate much emotion but didn't look his usual irritated self either. 'I believe you had a bit of a situation occur throughout the night.'

'Excuse me?' Poppy questioned, feeling confused, but as she sat up, she felt an unexpected wetness between her legs and she pulled the cover down, seeing blood on the insides of her thighs. 'Oh no!' She dove up from the bed and pulled the duvet with her, holding it against her body as she gasped down at the sheet where a large, round bloodstain was soaked in. 'Shit, I'm sorry! I had no idea it was that time of the month. I'm so embarrassed.'

'Well here.' Draco reached across the bed, handing her a wad of tissue paper and she took it with bright, red cheeks and dabbed at the blood on the sheet with it as Draco cleared his throat. 'Actually that was for you...'

'The sheet is ruined,' she sighed.

'Fuck the sheet.' He clicked his tongue and began to pull the sheet off the bed.

Poppy tried to wipe away some of the blood on her inner thighs but it was dry whilst Draco disappeared out of the room and she began to panic. He may well have just left for class and she was going to have to endure escaping the Slytherin common room alone but he returned not long afterwards.

'Put something on, I'll take you to the bathrooms,' Draco said.

She nodded and pulled on her underwear, skirt, shirt and cardigan followed by Draco's robes, which still smelt like his cologne from the day before and she shoved her tie into the pocket, pulled on her shoes, grabbed her textbook and followed him out. He was messy looking in the crinkled shirt he had slept in all night and had pulled on yesterday's trousers too. His hair was out of it's usual gelled style and falling down across his forehead and his eyes looked slightly heavy and bloodshot from tiredness. It was a different look, but one that Poppy found strangely attractive.

He guided her through the common room, which was now empty, and once they reached the corridor, they hurried down to the nearest bathrooms and Poppy hurried inside, followed by Draco.

'Umm...this is the girls' room,' she told him.

He shrugged nonchalantly and leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at her blankly.

'Okay then,' Poppy mumbled, hurrying to the sink which she filled with warm water and proceeded to clean herself up. She knew he was standing right behind her watching but somehow it didn't feel uncomfortable or inappropriate. He'd seen every bare part of her body and even though beginning her monthly period was a very personal matter, it didn't bother her at all that he was present and she found it endearing that it somehow didn't bother him either.

'You girls have it tough,' Draco stated, loudly.

She giggled softly. 'Yeah, it's a real pain in the neck.'

'I snuck into the girls' dorms and stole this.' Draco appeared beside her and held out a tampon to which her eyes widened but she took it from him gratefully.

'Thank you,' she murmured, slowly. 'You snuck into the girls' dorms and stole a tampon? I bet that's a sentence you never thought you'd hear about yourself.'