𝒮𝓉𝑜𝒸𝓀𝒽𝑜𝓁𝓂 𝓈𝓎𝓃𝒹𝓇𝑜𝓂𝑒 ~𝐻𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝓈𝓉𝓎𝓁𝑒𝓈

You don't have to be sorry for growing up.

Harry's daughter gets her first period.

Warnings: mentions of blood,nausea, other period symptoms.

Grace's pov:

I wake up feeling slightly nauseous and with a sore stomach. I didn't think anything of it until I got out of bed a saw a dark brown patch in the middle of my bed. Oh no. We got told about this at school. If it's what I think it is. I quickly make my bed so the stain is hidden not wanting my dad to see it.Walking into my bathroom I notice there is also a brown stain on my shorts so I swiftly strip discovering a puddle of blood in my pants. I don't know what to do. Deciding I definitely need a shower I turn it on making sure it's at the right temperature before jumping in. Once I'm clean I grab some fresh clothes and google what do when you start your period. I realise that I need to use a pad or tampon but I don't have any and I'm to embarrassed to asked my dad to get me some so I just carefully place some toilet roll in my pants hoping that will work. When I've sorted myself out I head downstairs for breakfast."Morning honey you ok?" I silently nod my head at my dad, taking the slice of toast he handed me."I've got the day of today so we can do what ever you want. I perk up a bit. "Really can we have more guitar lessons?""Course honey. Finish your breakfast and then will go to the studio."

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Harry's pov:

Once grace has finished her breakfast we head down to the studio picking up Starbucks on the way per her request."Right then go grab one of the guitars and we'll get started. As Grace goes to grab a guitar I notice a little brown stain on her leggings. Oh my poor baby."Gracie baby come here." She looks at me confused but walks over to me anyway."Why didn't you tell me you started your period baby?" Her cheeks flush red and she bursts into tears."Daddy i'm scared." I panic slightly at the name she only really ever calls me that when she's scared or really upset. I pull her into a tight hug rubbing soothing circles on her back. "Oh baby it's ok I've got you. You don't need to be embarrassed or scared."Her cries eventually lessen until she's only occasionally sniffing. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you daddy I was embarrassed.""Shh it's ok baby you didn't need to be. You can tell me anything.What we're gonna do is go to the shops and while I go in and grab you the stuff you need you can wait in the car. Then will go home and sort you out ok?" Grace gingerly nods her head at me so I gently pull her to the car before helping her in and heading of to the shops.

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We get home and I take Grace straight into the bathroom. "Do you know how to use a pad Gracie?" "Yeah." While she puts the pad on i head up stairs to get her a fresh pair of leggings giving her some privacy. Knocking on the bathroom door I ask her if I can come in. "Yeah come in dad." I help her tidy up her dirty clothes from the studio and this morning when she tells me about them and strip her sheets is well. When everything sorted we both collapse on the sofa. I hand her a heating pad to help her cramps and put a film on. "Thank you dad for helping me. I love you." "Don't need to thank me baby and I love you too. More than anything else in this world.

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