As the sunlight from the sun fell upon the sleeping form of Hermione, it all became clear. The time of month had come early. So early that the early bird was still sleeping and the worm was playing cards with the next door neighbor. Not only did her long johns appear to be soiled but also the sheet that lie beneath them.
This would not be a problem if Harry had not stolen Hermione's emergency carton of tampons. (He was practicing flaring his nostrils with them, to get his nostril flaring ability to an ultimate level). Thus, came and end to that particular box of tampons.
Ron was in the corner of the common room memorizing the name of the gummies (they were Monsters Inc. gummies) because he wanted to tell his mother to buy him some so that on his return during the winter break, he could enjoy the fruity goodness some or many.. when he remembered the breakfast reservations he has made earlier in the year.
"You're a crazy bitch, but ya fuck so good im on top of it" went Hermione's phone as someone gave her a ring. It was Ronald of the Weasley clan, calling to inform Hermione of the breakfast reservations he had made in the Great Hall. It was at the Gryffindor table. Only the Gryffindors could sit at the Gryffindor table. Well anyways, Hermione answered the phone with a shrilling shriek. She had realized that the wetness of her trousers was NOT the pleasurable sort (the pleasurable sort being that of a wet dream) but the BLOODY sort.
"Ron, be a dear and run to the store..Harry used my last tampons , it was another one of his crazy days, and I have accidently acquired my monthly visitor, and I so badly desire the large and long tampons because my wide set vagina needs them dearly"
"O Hermione, a wink is as good as a nod to a blind badger, I will be back in a jiffy"
"Thank you sex god..o I mean, umm...Ron, my platonic friend"
Ron quickly grabbed his overcoat made out of silkworm diarrhea, and ran out the door. He dived over the electric fence swam through alligator infested waters, skied down the valley, hang-glided over the mountainous terrain, and walked across the street just to get out of hogwarts; the school of witchcraft and wizardry. Then he took a bus downtown... southside, where the real adventure began.