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Ron curled further up into his sheets as another cramp contorted his abdomen. Originally when Ron presented as a beta he thought the best of it, sure they weren't as "interesting" as the other dynamics nor was it his first choice and it made him bloody insecure, but it meant he had to suffer the least and was still considered fairly masculine by society, something his fourteen year old self had valued highly.
Now? Now however was a different story and the fifteen year old was not happy with the new development. The slit between Ron's thighs ached when he moved to get out of bed leaving him to groan at the feeling.
Unlike alphas and omegas, betas didn't get a "heat or rut leave" so when their time of the month hits, they instead are expected to just tough it out like some deranged martyrs.
Why they thought that was fair? Ron will never know he just knows it's complete and utter bollocks.
It certainly doesn't help Ron that beta males statistically had better periods than beta females so it's unlikely they'd give him a pass without thinking he's trying to milk his pain or some rubbish like that.
'As if, where the hell are the sexist police when it applies to betas damn it'
Don't get Ron wrong he wouldn't want to be an omega since he's pretty sure they only get "heat leaves" because society generally sees them as unclean when they're in heat but this arrangement doesn't benefit betas so Ron has, in his righteous opinion, the right to be pissed.
he's bleeding Merlin he's bloody fucking bleeding
Not that he'd want to be an alpha either not anymore at least, ruts sucks arse no matter what people want to say about it. He's seen some of his brothers when their ruts hit and he does not want any part of it.
So yeah on a sane regular day Ron would be rather grateful to be a beta, one might even say content however this was not a sane regular day so Ron was not grateful thank you very much.
Once finally getting into an upright sitting position on his bed he felt the familiar feeling of a rush of a fresh pool of blood pouring out of him.
Wondeful
Decidedly done with the bullshit the morning had brought him he contemplated his options, he could after all just stay in for the day but then McGonagall would be on his arse, he could also call sick for the day but then he'd have a babysitter older prefect checking on him which to him isn't any better
And here he thought being a prefect was supposed to give you perks
When he finally did manage to get up, he realized he'd stained almost a good third of his bed, don't get him wrong he expected it, but It'd be nice if it wasn't there.
He'd be ready to peel off his slick stained shorts if he wasn't surrounded by his peers in the middle of his dorm room, but being that he was, he scurried off to their bathroom, his sticky pants occasionally sticking and unsticking as he made his agonizing journey to the bathroom
Before this time of his life he'd say the best magic was the one that gets you a woman
Nowadays as his freckled ginger ass hit the toilet seat, he'd say that the real magic happened when he could finally rid himself of his bloody (actual blood) thighs. Remember when he said Beta males statistically had better periods? Well Ron's period didn't get the message because he's not apart of that statistic.
His period was heavy and his cramps were excruciating
Of Course the Wizarding world does have spells for this, and He could use a spell to help but you have to use those like every hour and even after the blood disappears you still don't feel clean and to Ron that sounds like a redundant pile of bollocks. Because while the spells may have worked wonderfully for omegas and beta females, it was undeveloped and a bit wonky for beta males.
When he finally did manage to wipe himself clean of his problems, he took a rightfully earned hot bath and scrubbed himself clean of any leftover problems wiping the blood away did not fix, example the cramps that were still wrecking his stomach that the warm water helped to soothe
With that finally finished, he wrapped a towel around his waist and walked back to his bed. He then pulled out what he calls a gift to man (well to betas but screw the other two)
and Merlin did he love muggles for this one.
Sanitary Napkins (Also known as his reason for not offing himself every time his period comes)
It may seem silly, especially to beta muggles who do not appreciate this wonderful device like he does, because sure they feel like diapers at first and they were a pain to put on but hey he doesn't have to feel blood on his legs, you don't have to change them as often and he feels cleaner so he'll take the pain of having to change them
Speaking of napkins, now Ron had to tackle the evil sister to his softly clad savior
Knickers (also known as the bane of his existence)
He doesn't know how girls do it and Merlin knows if he could he'd just wear trunks but he learnt his lesson the last time he went against his mother's advice and the blood stains were something he'd never truly forget
Malfoy wouldn't let him forget it for weeks, h e bled all over the chairs for Merlin sake!
But at least he doesn't have to call them panties. Even the name sounds weird I'm mean come on who doesn't cringe at the word panties
Reluctantly he reached for his drawer (but not too reluctantly, he had bodily time limit here!) and pulled out red underwear
"Might as well be patriotic I guess"
(It had a red bow on it oh Merlin a fucking bow)
That's when he heard the door click and the sound of his darling best mate's voice rang through the room
Now Harry had presented as an omega and you'd think that'd make Ron happy to have finally won or some sort of sexist bs like that but all Ron could feel was jealousy like come on he gets heat leaves! ok may be he's being a bit rash but he personally blames the hormones for that.
"Morning Ron! Hermione's sent me to collect you for breakfast since you weren't there as usual, and well you'd know I'd take any excuse to escape the PDA fest that's Seamus and Dean" Seamus and Dean had both presented as Alphas and haven't stopped snogging since. Personally Ron wants nothing more than to throttle them both.
"Alright in a moment" Ron said and promptly returned to the task at hand
Harry's confusion shown on his face before registering what Ron was holding, his expression easily morphed into look of recognition and mischief before asking
"Are you on your period?"
"No Harry I just like playing with napkins and knickers"
"Well if that's what your into-" "Yes Harry on my period Merlin!"
Harry happily snickered at Ron's misfortune like the little demon he was
"Well would you mind hurrying it up, breakfast's almost over an-, is that a bow?"
With a reddening face he threw the box of pads at Harry, to shut him up. After a few minutes passed he finally put on his school robes and was ready at last
"Alright I'm ready, let's go to breakfast"
"Sure if there's any left"
"Don't make jokes like that with me" Ron glared at him playfully, though with the mood he was in at the moment neither him nor Harry were sure if it could be called that
Finally reaching the hall Ron was met with the uncomfortable sight of Seamus and Dean snogging. Honestly how is Ron he supposed to eat with them swapping spit right beside him??
He made sure to take the farthest seat away from them that was available, which unfortunately for Ron wasn't that far.
Imagine snogging at breakfast, honestly the thought of him snogging even someone as pretty as Lavender or Partvil when there's a seven course meal in front of him felt wrong to him and that's not the hormones talking
Speaking of food Ron didn't even realize how hungry he was until he actually saw breakfast in front if him to which he gladly began to stuff his face
"Woah Ron leave some for the rest of us"
Ron expression darkened and he turned his eyes to his sister who had just entered the hall. he narrowed his eyes in annoyance
"Not my fault you came down late, spent too much time wanking to dream did you?" Ron replied channeling his best 'bugger off' tone into it. Unfortunately as soon as the words left his mouth he felt a wave of cramps murder his stomach. His sister looked at him knowingly with a smirk and Ron cursed whatever deity that chose her side over his.
"Happy I don't have to deal with that anymore" Ron was too busy being attacked by the little knives stabbing his stomach to verbally retaliate so a certain rude hand gesture would have to do. Hermione rolled her eyes at the childish display of the sibling's spat and quickly reminded Ginny of her next rut, taking what could only be described as a sick pleasure in the way the younger girl's face dropped. Ron could practically kiss her.
Deciding that ignoring Ginny would be better for his overall mental heath and mood today, he focused on breakfast
Whenever Ron was on his period his usual appetite either skyrocketed or plummeted no in-between, today it seemed to have chosen the former as Ron felt himself craving chocolate, too bad it was breakfast and he came late so the table was practically desolate of the already limited chocolate options
Hermione sent a questioning look at him, and shared a look with Harry that Ron couldn't make out, not too later Ron had Harry scraping a plate of chocolate scones on his plate,
"Blimey!" Ron exclaimed startled "where'd this come from?"
"You took so long getting ready that I had enough time to go down to the kitchens and get some of these for you. Thought I'd be a nice surprise since you always crave chocolate on your period, we were just waiting for you to already ask"
Harry Potter is an angel
"We?" Ron looked at Hermione who was pointingly looking away from them, 'Strange' was all Ron thought before another voice called out to him
"You're on your period right Ron?" Ron jumped in his seat. He turned his head to the new voice, Dean, who had stopped inhaling Seamus' face of a few minutes ago
"Yes..why?"
Please don't be weird, Please don't be weird, Dean I trust you, I can't handle this today
"Well uh I guess I just want to know what's it's like ya know? I mean I'm glad I don't have to go through that since I'm an alpha but I will admit I'm a bit curious"
"Why didn't you ask one of the girls then?" Ron asked a bit annoyed at the conversation. His mood seeped heavily into his voice
"Well uh it just feels a bit easier to hear it from another bloke I guess? Dean admitted bashfully
Ron internally agreed, he supposed to a bloke, another bloke would be more approachable than a girl even an omegan bloke
"Well I can tell you one this if sucks arse"
"Well spotted Ron, well spotted" Harry chuckled quietly in his seat, honestly it felt like his main goal today was to piss Ron off. And to think he called him an angel
Decidedly ignoring Harry, Ron explained his rather vicious period to Dean, generously leaving out the ickest of bits
Ginny added her (unwanted by the way!) Input and made a few jokes at Ron expense, you know the usual, meanwhile Ron contemplated turning her hair green to lighten his already rotten mood. However although he was upset he was still sound enough to know to not provoke Ginny into revenge
So he allowed himself to join in the tables conversations and share his dilemma and experience with using menstruation spells
And maybe if he was in his right mind and not in as much pain or just generally in a better mood this next question he heard wouldn't have erked him so much but alas it did as logic was not on his side
"But Ronald why don't you just don't just combine the pads and cleaning spells? It" Hermione inquires joint the conversation and looking at him like he's slightly stupid again " it would save you alot of trouble wouldn't it?"
And Ron wanted to fight her because it was a damn good suggestion but Merlin Hermione not the time
(and they said he had the emotional range of a teaspoon)
And so Ron spent the rest of the conversation internally moping as he wondered why he joined the conversation in the first place, why he came down stairs in the first place and why he didn't just sleep in
'Well at least I'm not pregnant"
..
"Mum would go bonkers"