Hey people! Sorry it took me so long to get this out, but school has got me REALLY busy. Evil school. Anyways, the 7th chapter will probably take two weeks to get out :( I know, sry, but they like overload me with homework and tests. As a matter of fact, I should be working on homework now :) lol.
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Gender Changing Toffees Chapter Six:
The birds, the bees, the tampons.
Hermione could not believe what she had just heard. If she was right, and she hoped she wasn't, then Draco Malfoy had just gotten his period. She felt her knees go weak and Hermione had to hold on to the doorknob or else she would fall. She didn't think she could deal with this. But you can deal with anything, she told herself. That helped her a little bit. She realized that the first thing she had to do was to make sure that he had indeed gotten his period.
"Malfoy, are you sure? As in, one hundred percent certain?" she asked. She heard Draco curse loudly behind the door.
"Yes I'm sure! And keep it down for Merlin's sake, the bloody Ravenclaw's can hear you shouting!" he replied, confirming her fears. Then Draco realized that he had used the word bloody. Oh irony, why now? He asked himself. Hermione told him to be quiet and let her think.
"Do you know how to deal with it?" she finally asked. If he didn't…Hermione didn't want to think about it. She did not want to instruct Draco on girl's monthlies.
"If I knew that I would hardly be asking you for help now would I? He snapped. Hermione sighed.
"Right. Well…Uh. You're going to have to let me in. Or you can come out here. There are- uh some…things you need to know." she said. Draco did not like the sound of this. Not a bit. He sighed and opened the door, coming out. Hermione noticed that he was quite pale and briefly thought that she herself probably looked the same. The two stood there awkwardly. Neither wanted to meet the other's eyes. Finally Hermione realized that she was going to have to take charge here.
"Malfoy, you might want to set down." she began. Draco, still not meeting her eyes, sat down stiffly on the corner of Hermione's bed. He was obviously uncomfortable with this. He kept absentmindedly running his hands through his silky blonde hair and glancing around nervously. Hermione sighed, sat in the middle of her bed, and faced him.
"So, what do you know about it? She asked. Draco glared down angrily at the rug in the floor before answering her.
"I know that sometimes girls get bitchy when they have it, and that if they don't get it, it means they're pregnant." he replied, never taking his eyes off the rug. Hermione rolled her eyes. He knew virtually nothing.
"Well at least some of that's true. I really don't want to go into deep detail, but I'll give you the basics. Girl's get it once a month, for a week. Sometimes it can hurt, and that's called cramps. And your right, if a girl misses her period it can mean that she's pregnant. Now, do you know about pads and tampons?" Hermione asked, biting her lip. She really didn't want to explain it.
"Yeah, those diapers girls wear." he said. Hermione shook her head and got off the bed to rummage in her trunk. She hopped back on the bed not long later, with two boxes in her hands. Draco did not want to know what was in those boxes. But it looked as if Hermione was going to tell him anyways.
"This is a box of pads. They stick to your underwear and absorb your blood." she said, handing the box to him. Draco paled and stared numbly at the box in his hands.
"Ok." he squeaked in a high pitched voice. Hermione handed him the other box, which he assumed were tampons.
"Now, these are sort of different. They absorb the blood… from inside of you. You have to uh, put them up there." she told him. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"What? How?" he asked. Hermione felt like crying with exasperation. Didn't boys know anything? She opened the box and took out one of the tampons. Draco was beginning to wish that he hadn't asked. He was starting to feel ill even. Hermione then opened the tampon package and told him how to insert it. Draco's eyes rolled back in his head slightly, his vision was starting to blurr. He realized that he was falling forward… Hermione stared in shock at the limp, fainted form of Draco Malfoy. He had fainted! She couldn't believe it. Hermione ran to the bathroom, grabbed a cloth and soaked it in water. She then wringed it out over Draco's face.
"What the hell are you doing?" The now awakened blonde asked angrily.
"You fainted, I had to wake you up." she explained. Draco groaned and sat up on the bed. Unfortunately he remembered why he had fainted.
"Am, am I going to have to use one of those…tamp-ons?" He asked warily. Hermione shook her head and explained.
"Not at all. Some girls do, but you don't have to. You can just use the pads if that's more comfortable for you." she said, handing him back the box. Draco looked up at her gratefully.
"Thanks Granger. For uh, explaining all that to me." he said. Hermione looked surprised. He was thinking her?
"No problem. Now you might want to put that on now. Change it every so often." she said. Draco nodded his head grimly and walked with his box to the bathroom. Hermione smiled slightly once the door was closed. If only she could tell Ron and Harry that she had just given Draco his first box of pads! They would really get a kick out of it. In ten minutes Draco emerged looking very uncomfortable.
"Can you tell?" he asked, turning around and examining himself in a mirror hanging on the door. Hermione shook her head and explained that no one could, unless he told them. That made Draco feel better. Hermione also gave him a few pads to put in his book bag so that he could have them handy during class. About then the door to the dorm opened with a bang and a very flustered Lavender entered, with Parvati trailing behind her. She glanced at Hermione and bit her lip. Hermione knew she was uncomfortable and decided to break the long silence that ensued.
"Lavender, it's ok if you want to go out with Ron. I don't mind, really." she said. Lavender beamed and embraced Hermione in a hug.
"I'm just so glad! I mean, I love won-won but I didn't want to ruin our great friendship." she said. Hermione smiled back, but Draco could tell she really felt the opposite. Then all three girls began discussing their classes the next day and Draco took the opportunity to grab one of the pajamas in his trunk and go to the bathroom to put them on. When he came out Hermione was already changed into a simple white cotton gown- which Draco thought made her look quite nice, and Lavender was in the process of changing. She had her shirt off and was just wearing her bra. And it was a cute pink bra with green polka dots. Draco's first reaction was to shield his eyes. But then he realized that no one else seemed uncomfortable about it. And, they did think he was a girl. Draco was beginning to think that this being a girl was having some lovely advantage. Grinning wickedly in his mind, Draco sat down on his bed and continued to gaze at Lavender. He thought briefly that it was too bad that he came out before Hermione was done changing. But he quickly dismissed the thought. Even though he was starting to think Granger was ok, there was no way he was going to think of her in that way. Eventually Lavender pulled on a pajama shirt but Draco never took his eyes off her before that. His staring went unnoticed by Lavender and Parvati, but Hermione was glaring at him. Uh oh. As soon as Lavender went to the bathroom and Parvati laid down on her bed, Hermione turned to him.
"Malfoy! You can't go goggling at Lavender. Not only is it rude, but its completely disgusting! I am going to have a talk with Mcgonagall about it." she whispered. Draco rolled his eyes.
"Oh just shut up." he whispered back. Hermione looked as if she was going to slap him but thankfully Lavender returned at that moment. Hermione glared one last time at Draco before snuggling into her bed. Parvati turned off the lights and then they all got in their beds. Soon Draco could hear their steady breathing and knew they were asleep. But Draco stayed awake for a while longer. He was wondering where his thought about wanting to see Hermione changing had came from. Surely he didn't like her. No. Malfoys did not like mudbloods. And Draco was no exception. His thoughts were interrupted by himself yawning. He realized that he was exhausted. His eyes began to feel heavy and before he knew it Draco was drifting off to sleep. His last thoughts were of how he knew he didn't like Hermione. However, that night he dreamed about a brunette angel flying with him on a broom. He smiled in his sleep.
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Draco woke up early. He had heard someone getting up out of bed. Sleepy, and slightly disoriented, Draco sat up and scanned the beds. Lavender was there, Parvati was there, Hermione was- was not there! Where could she have gone off to? No one was in the bathroom. Curious, and now unable to go back to sleep, Draco quietly walked out of the dorm and down the stairs to the common room. He stopped near the bottom, he could hear whispering. One voice was defiantly Hermione's, but who's was this other persons? Draco could tell that it was a male but he couldn't recognize who exactly. He caught a few snippets of conversations.
"I just don't understand" Hermione cried.
"Don't worry Mione, it's his loss." the Mystery Man said, comforting her.
Draco realized that they were talking about Ron. He heard Hermione sniffle and decided to creep closer for a better look. He peeked around the staircase and saw Hermione setting on the couch. Her head was rested on the guys shoulder, and he was stroking her hair comfortingly. For some reason Draco didn't like that. He wasn't jealous, of course not, but something bothered him. He told himself it was because he knew Hermione was in a delicate sensitive state and would probably cling to anyone. But deep down he questioned that reason. Suddenly the guy's head turned around to the side and Draco recognized him. Potter! What the heck was he doing up so late with Granger? He decided to spy on them a little longer.
"Harry, I just don't understand. I mean, why? What's wrong with me?" she asked sadly. Harry frowned and kissed her forehead lightly in a friendly manner.
"Nothing is wrong with you Mione. Ron's just a git, that's all." he said. Hermione sniffed and wiped her eyes, "Well, I guess I should go and get ready for class." Harry smiled and chuckled lightly.
"Mione, classes start in two hours. Why don't you just stay here a little longer?" he asked. He tried to make it sound like he didn't care, but Draco could tell that he could. And that's when he realized that Potter liked Hermione. It explained why he got so pissed at Ron. This was unsettling with Draco. He didn't like Harry liking Hermione. Fortunately, Hermione shook her head to his offer.
"I need to speak with Mcgonagall anyway. And it wouldn't kill me to get work on that Potions essay a little. I can go get something to eat too. By the time that's over, classes will have started." she said. Harry looked a bit sad, but shrugged his shoulders.
"Sure. Well in that case I think I'm going to go to bed for a while longer." he said. Hermione smiled and brushed her lips to his cheek lightly.
"Thanks, Harry." she said smiling. Harry blushed and stared into the fire.
"You're welcome, Mione." he replied quietly. Hermione then got up, stretched her arms and headed up the staircase. Draco panicked and quickly got to bed. He made it just in time because as soon as he laid down Hermione opened the door. He heard her rummage around for a while then she we went to the bathroom to change. Close call. Later she came out again and grabbed her books then left. He heard her footsteps echoing on the stairs a while after she was going. Draco sighed and rolled over. He couldn't believe what he had learned. Potter liked Granger. It seemed impossible. But then it also all fit. He frowned, not really understanding why that bothered him. Although he tried several times, he just could not get back to sleep. He decided to take a trip down to the library.
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Hermione sighed as she made her way to Mcgonagall office. She knew her professor would be up right now. Mcgonagall was often up late grading papers and Hermione had made frequent visits to talk to her. Finally she reached the Transfiguration teachers office. And thankfully the room was lit, meaning Mcgonagall was in there.
"Professor?" Hermione asked, knocking lightly on the door. She heard Mcgonagall clear her throat through the door.
"Come in Miss Granger." she said crisply. Hermione pushed open the large door to her office and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit and Minerva sat on top of her desk, perched as if waiting for Hermione.
"What is it you want to talk about Miss Granger? Mr.Malfoy I presume." Hermione nodded her head and sat down on the desk nearest to Minerva's.
"Yes. Well I just noticed him staring rather rudely at Lavender as she changed her clothes. I think it's wrong of him to take advantage of his situation to spy on girls." she confessed. Minerva nodded her head.
"Yes, I thought we might have a problem with that. But don't worry Miss. Granger, I will take care of it. I will simply tell the other girls that Diana has a problem with modesty, though she doesn't want to admit it, and that they should change in the bathroom from now on. But I get the feeling that there is something you're holding back Miss. Granger. Might it have something to do with your display of affection towards Ronald Weasley earlier today?" she asked knowingly. Hermione bit her lip and adverted her eyes from Mcgonagall.
"Yes." she said simply. She was afraid that if she said any more she would begin to cry. Minerva smiled at her knowingly.
"Hermione, I would like to give you a valuable piece of information. Men, in all their forms and ages, are gits. Even the ones with good intentions. Men don't understand women and frankly, never will. Ronald will grow up and mature one day, and even then he will still be a git. Men never change, Hermione. It's best if you just don't worry about them." she said. Hermione thanked Mcgonagall for her advice then explained that she wanted to spend some time in the library. On her way there she thought about her professors words, and felt much better than she had earlier.
The doors were open, which did not surprise Hermione. Many students did studying in the early hours in the morning and Madame Pince often left the doors unlocked. She stepped through the doors and glanced about her. She wanted a table near the back where she wouldn't have to bother with anyone else. She really didn't have to worry about other people though, as there weren't many students there this morning. She saw about four kids, all whom looked deeply immersed in their books. So Hermione choose the table farthest to the back in the right corner. She didn't feel much like reading but decided to get a head start on her essay for Binn's. They were each to choose one famous witch or wizard and right a biography about them. Hermione had chosen Emelia Story. She was the first witch to be a healer and had invented several medicinal cures, including the discovery and use of the Essence of Murlap. Hermione took out a bit of parchment, a quill, and some ink and sat them on her desk. Then she tried to begin her essay. Emelia Story was one of the most incredible witches of her age. No, that was no good. Emelia Story was born in Salem, Massachusetts. The only daughter of Madeline and Emerson Story, No, that was no good either. Hermione crumpled up the parchment in frustration and threw it on the floor. She began to take out another when she heard a slight chuckle behind her. The noise came so suddenly in the quiet library that Hermione screeched and jumped in her seat, spilling black ink down the front of her robes in the process.
"Look at what you made me do!" she complained. Draco Malfoy grinned at her and tossed his long blonde hair over his shoulder.
"Phst, I didn't make you do anything. You did it all yourself." he replied. Hermione rolled her eyes and began to sop up the ink. Draco tried to assist her, but when he did she glared at him.
"I can do it myself you know, I'm not completely inefficient."
"Oh alright, be that way." he said, raising his hands in defeat. Hermione just rolled her eyes again.
"What are you doing here anyways?" she asked. Draco shrugged his shoulders and picked at one of his nails absentmindedly.
"Wanted to see you, of course. Not. I just wanted to get out of that bloody room and away from Parvati's horrendous snoring." he replied. Hermione smiled and dabbed up the last bit of ink off her robes.
"Can't really blame you for that." she said. Draco grinned and sat down in the chair opposite her.
"So what are you doing anyways?" he asked. Hermione glanced at the many crumpled pieces of parchment on her desk.
"Oh, err, just an essay for Binns." she replied. Draco raised his eyebrow and smiled softly at the mess in front of her.
"Mind if I stay for a while?" he asked. Hermione shrugged her shoulders and brought out a quill and dipped it in fresh black ink. She then began scribbling on the parchment in front of her. As she did so, Draco couldn't help but stare at her in a way that he had never looked at anyone before. Hermione's soft bushy hair floated around her face in what can only be described as waves, and her eyes were lit with an enthusiasm for knowledge. Draco shook his head, why was he thinking of her like this? The early morning light from the window near them poured soft light onto Hermione, making her glow. Draco could not explain what he did next. Smiling slightly, he brushed away some of the loose strands of brown hair from her face. Hermione lifted her chin and stared at him in shock. At first glance Draco thought he saw something else in her eyes as well- something warm. But it was replaced quickly by a look of confusion.
"Draco?" she asked, confused. Draco blushed and stared at his hands. He couldn't bare to look at her. What could he do? Say he was falling for her? No way. He decided to play it cool.
"What?" he asked nonchalantly. Hermione shook her head and stared at her parchment.
"Nothing." she said. Draco had expected her to push the matter, but she didn't. Instead she went right on staring at her parchment. After a few minutes of pure silence Draco said he had to go to breakfast and got up from the table, glad to get away from the awkwardness. As he retreated, Hermione slowly began to crumple up her paper.
Emelia Story was a brilliant wizard with hard gray eyes and silver blonde hair. Draco Malfoy was born in Salem School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
She did not know where on earth that had come from. Why had she written something about Draco? Hermione was completely baffled. One thought entered her head but she immediately pushed it away. No what in hell did she like Malfoy. He was a bloody girl! And besides, that would make her lesbian, right? And Hermione Granger was certainly not lesbian. And she did not like Draco Malfoy. At least, she didn't think she did.