The Room Much Required
Conception
They stood on the balcony of the Astronomy Tower, staring at the moon with tranquil writ all over their eyes and sigh with satisfaction at the beautiful school they've built together with their own hands. Salazar gently entwined his palms with Rowena, who blushed prettily but refuses to say anything just then. Godric's sharp eyes caught it all, however, and his eyes sparkled with mischief as he imagined his two best friends stealing kisses between classes when they thought no one would be looking.
Which led him to a brilliant idea.
"Listen!" He urged suddenly, and Helga nearly fell over as he bellowed into her ears. She glared at him reproachfully and he shot her a sheepish smile.
"I was thinking," he began, and Salazar smirked. "Why do I feel like your thinking is going to lead us to no good?"
Godric pretended to look wounded as he clutched his chest dramatically.
"You underestimate me so, friend!" He declared. Rowena cleared her throat daintily, reigning him back in track and Godric followed up on his train of thought.
"Our castle has just about everything that a student would need, to both learn as well as grow in this school," he began.
"But?" Rowena prodded, curious.
"But," Godric repeated, nodding at her. "I believe we need a room – a room concealed in a rather remote region of the school – which can transform itself according to the will of the person who needs to use it, and that only appears when, well, when it is really needed." He paused then, catching his breath while he waited for his friends to drink in the idea.
Rowena was, as usual, the first to speak.
"I think, Godric, that's a rather splendid idea," she said, smiling. "I couldn't imagine anyone else coming up with such an idea, either," Helga added wryly.
"However," Rowena said in true fashion, "we must do everything to make sure that the room caters only to the purest of intentions and plays no part in the destruction of any creature or structure, human or otherwise."
Godric nodded his head seriously. He hadn't considered the possibility of misuse at all and realised what a fatal weapon he'd be delivering into the hands of wrongdoers.
"Wait," Salazar's eyes gleamed in the moonlight as he stroked his chin thoughtfully. "To create a room that transfigures itself when needed – as well as conceals itself to the normal eye – would also take exceptional magic to create…"
"We're all fully capable here, Salazar," Rowena said softly, placing a palm on his shoulder.
Godric didn't hide his smiles this time and winked at the pair. "Well? When do we start?"
Rowena and Salazar looked at each other before responding. "In a week, maybe?"
"And maybe you two will be the first to use it when you, ahh, miss each other a little too much after a long day of lessons, eh?" Godric grinned while the pair turned away from him. Being right was definitely rewarding.
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The Twelve Days of Christmas Challenge, Era Fics - #1, Founder's
The Het-Tastic Drabble-Athon Competition, prompt #7: moon