Period Cramps

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The classroom is unusually quiet today, the professor droning on about potion ingredients. My mind is wandering, and I can't help but check my phone under the desk. A message from Y/N pops up, and my heart sinks.

"These cramps are killing me. Please, I need you."

Without a second thought, I stand up, ignoring the professor's glare. "Where do you think you're going, Mr. Riddle?" he snaps.

"I have to go," I say firmly, heading for the door. "Detention!" he calls after me, but I don't care. Y/N needs me.

I sprint through the corridors, my mind racing. I know exactly what to do. First, I head to my dorm, grabbing the care package I put together just for her—a hot water bottle, her favorite snacks, painkillers, and some herbal tea. I even included a soft blanket and a copy of Lilo and Stitch, her comfort movie.

With the package in hand, I rush to her dorm. I knock gently, and when she opens the door, her face is pale, and she's clearly in pain. "Mattheo," she whispers, tears in her eyes.

"I'm here," I say softly, stepping inside and wrapping her in a gentle hug. "I've got everything you need."

I help her to the couch, setting up the hot water bottle and making her some tea. We settle in together, her head resting on my chest as I start the movie. "Thank you," she murmurs, her eyes closing as she relaxes against me.

"Anything for you," I reply, kissing the top of her head. As Lilo and Stitch plays, I hold her close, my heart swelling with love. Detention can wait. Right now, this is where I need to be.

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