AN: Not mine.
I'm not sure how happy I am with this one, but I've had a migraine the last few days, so I'm not feeling too fussy about it.
Enjoy!
Gryffindor Tower was abuzz with chaos, but not the usual uproar of laughter and camaraderie. Panic seized the air as whispers spread like wildfire—Hermione had PMS. The realization struck the Gryffindors like a rogue Bludger, sending shockwaves through the once lively common room.
Harry frantically rummaged through his bag, searching for chocolate, the universally recognized remedy for such occasions. Ron, wide-eyed, gathered his courage to enter the lioness's den, which was just a couple of armchairs in the corner, armed with a bouquet of peace-offering flowers. Meanwhile, Fred and George hastily concocted a prank to distract her from the impending tempest.
In a matter of minutes, Gryffindor Tower transformed into a battlefield of good intentions and desperate measures. The Weasley twins set off fireworks in the corner, trying to divert attention, while Ron awkwardly presented the flowers, earning a glare that could have frozen a Hippogriff.
The chaos escalated until Harry, armed with a hastily procured chocolate frog, approached Hermione cautiously. With a hesitant smile, he extended the peace offering. As she accepted it, the tension in the room lifted, and Gryffindor Tower collectively sighed in relief, thankful for the return of equilibrium in the aftermath of the hormonal tempest.
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XOXO - Onyx