Challenge: Use the prompt in more than one way.

Prompt: Place

House: Ravenclaw


The dimly lit room was nearly empty except for a solitary figure in a far corner. Neville raised his wand, tried to focus, and whispered a spell. His wand emitted a small puff of faint wispy smoke. As quickly as it appeared, it dissipated. Sighing, Neville slumped against the wall. He slid slowly down the wall until he was sitting on the cold stone floor. Gently, he placed his wand on the floor and rolled it under his palm. The smooth wood felt comfortable yet foreign.

"I don't belong here," he whispered as he gave his wand a push, sending it rolling across the floor.

"Of course you do." A soft melodic voice spoke from the darkness. Neville's heart jumped and he looked up. Long blonde hair shone in the candlelight. Luna bent and picked up the abandoned wand. Walking towards Neville, she held out his wand. "This place came to you." She gestured around at the Room of Requirement with a whimsical smile.

Neville shook his head. "I can't do magic like everyone else. You've seen me right?" He buried his head in his hands.

"I see you," Luna said. She sank gracefully to her knees next to Neville. She reached out and placed her hand against his cheek.

Looking up, Neville felt a spark ignite inside of him. "I'm not a great wizard."

"You will be," Luna said. "You have magic inside of you. You are going to be a wonderful wizard." Cupping his face in her hands, Luna smiled. "You belong here." She tipped her head to the side and looked around the room. "And you belong here," she said, pressing her hands against her chest.

Neville's heart skipped a beat. He looked into Luna's intense silvery eyes and felt the truth in her words. Leaning in closer, he captured Luna's lips in a gentle kiss. As long as she was near him, Neville knew he would always have a place to belong.