*+𝓓𝓻𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓞𝓷𝓮𝓢𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼+* ✔

Period

Trans Draco au cause 🤷

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Draco's morning was going relatively great.

He stayed the night at his boyfriend, Harry's house. They spent the night talking and watching movies until Draco fell asleep in Harry's arms. He woke up the next morning in bed right besides him.

Yeah, everything was great.

Until Draco felt that warm liquid in his boxers.

No way, he thought, it's early. My time isn't until next week, right?

Draco got up carefully, being sure not to disturb Harry. He went straight to the bathroom and nearly fainted at the sight of all the blood in his boxers.

He went back to Harry's room to see a blood stain where he had been sleeping moments ago. Thank god he and Harry weren't close, or else Draco feared he would've gotten blood on him too. 

Draco shut him self back in the bathroom, contemplating his next steps. He was incredibly uncomfortable in his soiled underwear, but he didn't have anything to change into. And, he wasn't expecting his period to come to early. He had no pads or a single tampon. Not to mention he ruined his boyfriends sheets.

Draco sank to the floor. He wanted to cry. Or escape through the window. Maybe both. It's been about a month since Draco told Harry he was trans. Harry had been accepting, but now, Draco couldn't possibly know how Harry could still see him as a boy.

Someone knocked on the bathroom door.

"Draco? Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself?"

Draco mentally curse. He was starting to wish he'd climbed out the window when he had the chance.

"I'm fine. I just... it's my... time of the month."

"Your time of the-"

Harry trailed off, realizing what Draco meant. Draco on the other hand, wanted to curl up in a ball and hide forever.

He heard Harry walk away and return a moment later. "Can I open the door, Draco?"

He hesitated before answering. "Okay. Just, keep your eyes close. Please?"

Harry obliged, shutting his eyes as he cracked the door open. He left a bag on the counter and closed it again. The bag was filled with fresh clothes and, thank god, a pad.

"Sorry if it's not the right size or something. I-I don't really know much about pads..."

Draco smiled at the door. "Thank you Harry. It's fine."

Harry too smiled at door while Draco ran the shower.

...

Truthfully, Draco didn't want to leave the bathroom.

It'd be easier if he could just stay there forever. Or at least for the next five days.

But, alas, Draco got out eventually. The new clothes felt like heaven compared to his gross boxers. Draco opened the door slowly, returning to Harry's room. His bed had new sheets, while the ones Draco ruined were piled up in a corner. Draco cringed.

"Sorry. I'll pay for your dry cleaner. Or better yet, I'll just get you new ones-"

Harry pulled Draco into a hug. "Draco, darling, it's fine. Accidents happen. I just have to soak it in water. It'll be fine. Do you want some chocolate? I read it helps with cramps?"

Draco accepted the bar. "When did you do all this research?"

Harry smiled sheepishly. "Well, when you came out to me I spent the night researching stuff about trans people because- well I wanted you to be comfortable, you know? Then I found this thread talking about periods and-"

Draco cut him off with a kiss, which Harry happily returned. "You did all that for me?"

"Of course I did!" Harry exclaimed. "I love you."

"I love you too. But I'm still paying for your sheets."

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Depressingly, based on a true story 🥲

Was listening to  Material Girl by Madonna while I wrote this.