Bloody Skirt

Keith had a rough day, he had gotten a letter from his parents, saying he could never return to their house, and that all his stuff was being moved to his aunt's house. He loved his aunt and loved staying with her, but He loved his parents, even after all the horrible things they had done. HE needed to get somewhere fast, he felt the tears falling down his face. He kept his head down and made his way to the only logical place he wouldn't be bothered.

Keith finally reached the room he was looking for, the lavatory. He walked in and heard something, but didn't pay any attention to it, "it might just be a mouse." He thought to himself. He walked in and slumped to the ground. He couldn't go to class like this. He laid there for a while, till he was done crying.

He got up and washed his face, then he heard something. It sounded like a girl, and she was crying. Carefully Keith walked over to the stall he heard it from. He knocked,"Hey, Are you okay? I can help if you need it. I have some tissues in my bag, it sounds like you were crying. Do you want to talk about it?" Keith said, hopeing he could help the poor girl, whoever she might be.

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Interacting with:@Beatrice Dupont

Beatrice flinched, freezing in her place, as someone started to speak.

“Hey, Are you okay? I can help if you need it. I have some tissues I'm my bag, it sounds like you were crying. Do you want to talk about it?”

Was she in the wrong Lavatory? The Person didn't particularly have a female voice, but what does she know. Who's to say what a "female" voice is. Beatrice cleared her Throath, wiping her tears.

»I'm not sure you can help.« she said, trying not to sound rude, because clearly this person was trying to help, but at the same moment she realized, she did sound kind of rude. The person didn't answer. 'Oh no, did I offend them?'

»I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude, I just ... have a problem. And I don't know what to do and honestly I didn't think there would be anyone trying to help, or hear me cry for that matter.« Still no answer. She stood up, taking a deep breath in. She didn't know what to do otherwise, so this person was probably the only option.

»I'm going to open the door now. There's blood, please, I'm embarrassed anyway, promise me to not tell anyone about this.« She said and heard a mumbled promise through the door in return.

Beatrice opened the door slowly, showing her face first and then the rest of the stall and her. There was a boy in front of her. Or at least she thought so. They where about the same height as her and had green hair. Beatrice almost laughed, it looked great. He looked at her in silence and she stared back. They seemed like they had cried as well. He offered her a tissue to wipe her tears and Beatrice gratefully took it.

»So. I think i got my Period.« She now stated. It had taken a bit of effort to say this and especially to build up the courage to say this to some random person.

»I- gosh this is so embarrassing, my skirt.... It's bloody.. and I ... i just need help.« She said, almost starting to cry again. The guy started to smile. It was a nice smile. Not a creepy one or like he seemed to be grossed out or anything that Beatrice would have expected. They seemed nice.

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Interacting with: @Keith Moore

Keith listened to this girl speak, and didn't say anything, he must have walked into the wrong one. "Crap, oh well, she needs help, so now I have to help her." he thought to himself.

Keith looked down at this girl, "She must not have anything on her for this, poor thing. I think I have some things in my bag. Good thing I have female friends." Keith looked in his bag, he did have pads and a few tampons. He always carried some with him because sometimes his female friends got theirs early, and weren't prepared. He had found a shop in Hogsmead, even though he wasn't supposed to go yet, he would go there with and buy supplies for his friends.

Keith looked back at the girl, "I can give you my hoodie so you can tie it around your waist so you can get to your dorm and change, do you have supplies, cause if not I have some. I have female friends, and they get theirs early sometimes." He said. He had to explain because he didn't want the girl to think he was weird. He took off his hoodie, which was red, coincidently, and held it out for her to take.

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Interacting with: @Beatrice Dupont

The boy in front of Beatrice looked into his bag, taking something out. It had pastel colored wrappers. One looked like a little eraser and the other like a small bag of microwaveble Popcorn. One of her Babysitters had brought that for them one time, of course She was fired right after because the Dupont kids weren't allowed anything to do with Muggles. He was wearing a red Hoodie.

“I can give you my hoodie so you can tie it around your waist so you can get to your dorm and change, do you have supplies, cause if not I have some. I have female friends, and they get theirs early sometimes.” He said, explaining why he had what Beatrice identified as Pads and Tampons. He took of his Hoodie, handing it to Beatrice.

»Thank you...« She said, giving them a smile. »Um, could I .... could I have one if those Pads?« Beatrice asked, seemingly shy. She normally isn't like this but she felt straight up embarrassed, to have walked into the wrong bathroom and to have gotten her Period in here.

He handed it to her and waited outside the Stall for her to figure that sticky thing out. She tied his Hoodie around her waist and walked out the Stall, looking at the boy, who was standing at the sinks. He smiled at her as she washed her Hands.

»I'm Beatrice by the way.« She told him. »Also, are you sure it's okay for me to have your Hoodie around my waist? I don't want it to get ruined and it's really soft and nice, you probably like it a lot.« She stammered out and tried to hide her awkwardness with a laugh and then looked at him again.

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Keith handed the pad to the girl and waited outside the stall while she did what she did. "She must be embarrassed, I hope she gets to her dorm and no one asked who's hoodie she has. I'll have to find her sometime later and get it back." Keith thought while waiting.

He smiled at her while she washed her hands. "She must be so embarrassed, I would be if I were born a girl. I do hope she doesn't think I'm weird. That would be terrible. I wonder if she would like to be friends. Hold on, I never introduced myself... whoops. She never said her name either. Or house, I should ask." Keith thought, waiting till she finished washing her hands.

Keith looked up at the ceiling, thinking about his parents again. Then she spoke.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Keith." He said smiling. "Yeah, I'm sure you can wear it. I'll find you later and get it back. Unless you want to keep it, I have plenty of other hoodies. I'm in Gryffindor, what about you?" He asked, curious about her. He tilted his head, something he always did when he got curious. "Do you want to be friends? " He asked, awaiting a response.

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Interacting with: @Beatrice Dupont

For a few seconds Beatrice completely forgot that she was in Slytherin so when Keith asked her, she just looked at him Dumbfounded. It took her a few seconds, processing everything he had just said. He tilts his head curiously.

»First of all, that's very nice but I'm going to give it back to you after it's washed. It's a very nice offer but still.« Beatrice didn't like keeping things from others, no matter how nice they were, she always felt bad. »And second of all, I'm in Slytherin.« She says, taking her weight of one leg and putting it onto the other. She's uncomfortable. What if he doesn't wanna be friends with her now? What if he thinks badly of her because he's in Gryffindor and she's in Slytherin? What if he doesn't want anything to do with her at all, like going another way when he sees her or anything like that?

“Do you want to be friends?” Keith suddenly asks, blowing all the thoughts out of her head. A voice kicks in, in her head. Bloody hell, talk Beatrice. A smile pulls onto her face.

»I'd actually love to.« She says, smiling at Keith. »Are you a first year too? We could go to dinner together after I've changed in my dorm if you'd like?« She asked, still scared he would say no.

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Keith saw the girl get a bit confused for a second when he asked about houses. "That made sense, right? Did I mumble? I thought I spoke clearly?" He thought, "I thought that would be understandable, maybe I spoke to fast?"

She said she would give the hoodie back, "Okay!" He said smiling. "Maybe she just didn't like keeping things that belonged to others." Keith thought, so he wouldn't feel offended. Keith heard her say she was in Slytherin, "That's cool! My par- nevermind... I'd rather not talk about them." Keith said remembering why he was here in the first place.

"Yay! A new friend!" Keith thought when she answered him. Then she asked if he wanted to walk to dinner together, "Sure, I can wait outside your common room if ya want. Then we can walk to dinner, then I think I'm going to go write to my aunt. Have you written home yet?" He asked, talking a bit fast, but not meaning to. He looks into the distance, looking like he was thinking about something, "I hope Aunty won't mind me staying with her for the time being." He thought. Then he looked back at her, smiling. He was glad to find a new friend, "Maybe Colin knows her?" Keith thought, thinking of his running buddy.

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Interacting with: @Beatrice Dupont

Beatrice tensed up at the mention of her Parents. She had gotten a howler just this week, because she only got an 'A' in Potions. A subject that is apparently very important for her Parents, not to mention that healers definitely need good grades in Potions. Beatrice thought that an A was pretty good for her first Homework but whatever she thinks apparently isn't that important. She bit her lip, looking at her shoes, then to the side, before looking at Keith again, who was watching her closely. He seems like a good observer.

»That sounds nice, I hope they'll serve mashed Potatoes.« She answered him. »And yes, I have written to my Parents.« Beatrice says in a quiet voice, not wanting to let the bad feelings from home slip through her words.

»Do you live with your Aunt?« Beatrice asked, to get to a different subject. The fact that she was most likely standing in the boys lavatory while her bloody skirt might stain Keith's Hoodie had disappeared from her mind.

Keith seemed to have his mind somewhere else but that was only for a second, until he looked back at her and smiled. It took a few seconds before he started to answer her question.

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Interacting with: @Keith Moore

The girl looked away from him at her shoes, side to side then finally back at him. Keith also saw her tense up when he asked about her parents, "Must be tough at home, or they are just super strict..." He thought. He watched her as she thought and spoke, waiting till she was done. He smiled when she said something about mashed potatoes. He loved talking about food. He hoped pork chops were there tonight. She whispered saying she had, in fact written to her parents. The fact that she whispered made Keith wonder, "Is her relationship with her parents bad as well, maybe she is a pure blood like me, I'll ask her about her last name!" He thought, smiling.

Keith turned back to the girl, "What's your last name? Mine is Moore. I'm a pure-blood, not that I care, but I wonder if there are other pure-bloods I might be related to." He asked.

Keith smiled when she asked about his aunt, "I do now. She is really nice. She married a muggle named Brenda, and they are the best people ever. Oh, if you're confused, my aunt is lesbian, I think that's what she called it. Anyway, Do you have friends yet?" Keith asked, walking towards the exit, stopping when he reached it, and waiting for the girl to follow.

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Interacting with: @Beatrice Dupont