“Ginny, do you want some water?” Arthur offered the water jug to his daughter. She, Luna, Draco, Harry, Hermione and the rest of the Weasley’s were having dinner in the livingroom of the Burrow, in honour of Fred and George’s 24th birthday.
“Yes dad. Please put more water in my already to the brim filled glass.” Ginny bit at her dad, and she shot him a vicious glare that would have scared the pants of Voldemort himself, if the notorious mass murderer hadn’t died five years back. “Really, what a wonder-fucking-ful idea.”
“Ginny! That’s not -” Started Percy, but he was cut off almost immediately.
“I bloody well talk how I like, especially to morons who can’t see my fucking glass was already fucking full.” Ignoring the massaging hands of her girlfriend on her back Ginny jumped up and stormed out. With a door slam more overdramatic than even Draco could muster she disappeared upstairs.
Percy huffed and when he spoke again, breaking the slightly awkward silence that had come over the table, it was with an undertone of disgust and superiority. “That’s why women don’t hold high functions in the ministry. They get terribly hormonal when it’s that time-”
“Finish that sentence and you’ll be the one shedding organs through your freshly cut birth canal in a second.” Draco’s eyes bore into Percy’s like cold daggers, and his entire body radiated fury and disdain. The tip of his wand was aimed at Percy’s throat.
“And I’ll make sure there are plenty of therestals to help get rid of the blood.” To everyone’s surprise Luna had risen from her chair in sync with Draco, and her wand had been out even quicker than his.
Percy now had two sets of furious grey eyes on him, and visibly squirmed under their intensity.
“I’ll give him the speech, you go comfort Ginny.” Draco said without taking his eyes of the least-likable Weasley. Growing up under the wings of Narcissa Black had turned Draco into the most active male feminist wizarding Britain had seen in centuries.
Luna gave him a quick smile and slipped upstairs. Ginny had always had an especially long and painful period, but it seemed to only get worse with her age.
“Ginny?” Luna pushed the door of her girlfriend’s old bedroom open. The ginger girl was rocking back and forth on her bed, a pillow clutched to her stomach. With quick strides Luna joined her and carefully placed her arms around her.
“It hurts Luna. It hurts like fuck and I’ve wanted to rip my fucking uterus out for hours now, but I can’t and it sucks.” A frustrated sob left Ginny’s throat. Luna gently tugged her auburn hair behind her ears and kissed her lightly on the lips.
“Why not darling? You’re not telling me that the great and dauntless Ginny Weasley doesn’t have the guts to just throw the entire thing out, now, are you?” Luna presented her lover the best comforting smile she had to offer. Ginny didn’t see it though, because she’d thrown herself into Luna’s arms, causing both of them to fall backwards onto the bed.
“I can’t, Lune. I can’t. There’s still a kid or three that I want to come out of it.” She whispered against her neck. The tickling sensation of air brushing past skin caused Luna to shiver and tighten her arms around Ginny. She wished she could take away her pain, wished she could do more that just make Ginny hot chocolate, punch the occasional misogynist in the face or feed her the magical equivalent of advil for breakfast.
She couldn’t though, so instead she hugged Ginny, whispered words of comfort in her ear and promised they’d take a chocolate bath later that night. The WWW chocolate bath bomb had been a birthday gift from the twins for Ginny’s last birthday, designed especially for women and men suffering from severe period cramps.
Ginny relaxed a bit at that notion. The prospect of at least an hour filled with chocolate and no pain put her mind at rest.
“You’re the best girlfriend ever Luna.” Luna felt Ginny’s content smile through her shirt, and with it came the final push for Luna to do what she’d been planning to do for months now.
“Yes my love?”
“Only if I can have unlimited chocolate biscuits.”
“That goes without saying.”
“Then yes. I would like that very much.” Ginny pulled her fiancé in for a kiss. Shedding organs was no party, but with Luna by her side even satan’s waterfalls couldn’t keep her in a bad mood.
I am in so much period-related pain right now and I have no Luna to hold me. But instead of bitching about that I wrote this, becuase I refuse to let satan’s waterfalls ruin my productivity. When it comes to fanfiction ofc, I’m not actually going to do anything useful while my lower body is being crucioed.