A/N: At this rate I'm going to have to change the summary to read "any random member of the Weasley family" rather than "the Weasley boys (and yes, occasionally Harry)." This was a snippet cut from my WIP, Misbehavior Number 101, specifically chapter fifteen.

Wednesday morning

Auror Headquarters

London, England

Harry reread the last paragraph of Ginny's letter.

I need you to do me a favor—I got up here without any pads. Look in the cabinet under our bathroom sink, on the left-hand side. See the green and pink package? Buy another package just like that and send it to Hogwarts. Today.

All my love,

Ginny

Harry frowned. Lily's owl, Mona, had been waiting when he came downstairs for breakfast this morning, but he hadn't opened Ginny's letter until after he got out of his seven a.m. meeting. Meaning he was already at work, had no idea what said green and pink package looked like, and did not want to go home, shopping, home again to send the package with Mona, and back to work in the middle of the day. So, Harry did what he always did when he didn't know the answer.

He found Hermione in the law library, nearly obscured by the books piled around her. It took three tries to get her attention.

"Do you know what this is?" Harry thrust the last page of Ginny's letter under Hermione's nose.

Hermione pushed his wrist away to bring the letter into focus, then beamed. "Lily started her period!"

"What!" Harry gasped, scanning the letter again. How could he have missed that? "It doesn't say that! Where does it say that?"

"Honestly, Harry," Hermione said, shifting books around until she found the one she wanted, a large, leather-bound tome that was too big for her to lift with one hand. "Ginny wouldn't have forgotten supplies if her period was due. And if she did, she'd just go into Hogsmeade and buy them herself."

"Do you know what this green and pink package is?"

"Of course, it's—"

Harry cut her off. "Can you get one for me?" He gave her his best "I'm just a bloke please take pity on me" look.

She sighed. "I could, but—"

"Please, Hermione? I don't know what I'm looking for, and I don't want to get the wrong thing."

"Why are you just now showing me this?" she said irritably. "Why didn't you take care of it this morning, before you came to work?"

"Because I had a seven a.m. department heads meeting, and I wanted to stop at the bakery first." The bakery Ginny had forbidden him to even walk past after his last physical. He gave Hermione a look that was half-pleading, half-conspiratorial.

"Oh, all right." She sighed again and stood up.

"You're the best, Hermione."

"I'm only going to the shop. I want to finish this brief today, so you'll have to go back home and send it with Mona."

Harry followed her back to her office. "Why can't I just send it with one of the Ministry owls?"

"Because you're not supposed to know. If you send it with one of the Ministry owls, it will be obvious you didn't follow directions—" She looked up from pulling her handbag out of a desk drawer to give him a dirty look. "And Lily will worry that other people saw you."

"But I have things to do too."

"Take it up with Lily," Hermione said.

Harry sighed. Hermione knew he would do no such thing.