Maribelle. March 17, 1995.
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wtffanfiction:

Fandom: Harry Potter
“‘Thanks,’ said Lavender, looking at the box doubtfully. ‘Is this a Muggle brand?’
‘Oh, for God’s sake,’ said Hermione. ‘They’re tampons. They’re made of cotton wool. They absorb blood. They obey the laws of physics. They don’t need to be fucking magical.’”

wtffanfiction:

Fandom: Harry Potter

“‘Thanks,’ said Lavender, looking at the box doubtfully. ‘Is this a Muggle brand?’

‘Oh, for God’s sake,’ said Hermione. ‘They’re tampons. They’re made of cotton wool. They absorb blood. They obey the laws of physics. They don’t need to be fucking magical.’”