Dan:

At first Dan was disappointed, he had hoped that he and Phil would be in the same house, but turns out it wasn't as bad as he thought. They talked constantly in the corridors and were partners in the only class the had together (Herbology). Dan was glad that he met Phil on the train, because other than this quiet kid named Pete that Dan sits next to in all other classes, he doesn't really have any friends. Phil was pretty much the only one he actually talked to.

One day a few weeks after term started Dan was wandering the halls, looking for a quiet place to study. Phil was in the dining hall 'studying' (read: eating) and Dan hated the common room and the library. Someone always tried to talk to him while, he tried to study.

He was drifting down a hall and wandered near a tapestry of someone called Barnaby, Barnabas, something Barny. I need a quiet place to study, I need a quiet place to study, I need a quiet place to study. He chanted in his mind as he walked past it. Then he heard the smallest of noises and saw out of the corner of his eye, a door that appeared to be growing out of the wall. Dan turned to see a small, but magnificently decorated door, where a plain wall had once been.

After a small debate within his mind, he opened the door and walked inside. What he saw inside was amazing. It was a medium sized room, not particularly pretty, but very homely and cozy. A large blazing fireplace occupied the back wall. Around the fireplace several tall, plush chairs and couches were placed. Cushions were on everyone of them. A table in the middle of this setup was stacked with what looked like a lot of Dan's spell books as well as bottles of ink and a few quills. Best of all the sides of the fireplace were adorned with even more bookcases. They looked more like muggles books that Dan had often read as a child in the orphanage.

Dan in a complete stupor took small steps towards the furniture. He sat down in one of the chairs and picked up a book. His Transfiguration book. Dan opened the book and began reading. Over the next six hours he completed all of his homework and in the end Dan was so tired that he picked himself up and promptly collapsed on the couch next to it. He curled up and within seconds he was soundly asleep.

What seemed like two seconds to Dan was probably hours, when he finally awoke. He stretched out and wiped the sleep from his eyes. He didn't know what time it was so he raced out of the room, books in hand and to the dining hall. He ran into the hall to realize that it was the next morning and he had slept for half a day. Almost no one looked up when Dan burst in, all except Phil who immediately got up and went over to him.

"Where have you been? I looked everywhere for you yesterday." Phil asks looking quizzically at him.

"I found this magic study room, or something. It just sort of appeared there when I walked past it. I studied for a while and fell asleep… but wait, why were you looking for me?"

"Oh… . uuuh no reason, you know just to talk to or something." Phil looked slightly unnerved and a bit embarrassed.

"Okay then, but seriously come on I want to show you it!" Dan grabbed Phil's arm with his one free hand and sort of dragged him back to where he'd been, but when they got there the wall was once again blank. "Bu…..but I don't understand, it was here, just five minutes ago." Dan stammered sure that he looked like a fool. Phil however stood amazed.

"You mean it was right here and now it's not, how peculiar." Phil seemed to think for a moment and his eyes got wide. "Wait Dan what were you thinking, when you found the room?!"

He said excitedly. Dan looked at him strangely.

"Uh I kept thinking 'I need a quiet place to study' over and over. Why?" He asked both relieved that Phil didn't seem to think that he was crazy and a little unsure as to how Phil was reacting.

"Just do it again. Think that exactly as you did before." Phil said.

"Uhhh alright." Dan closed his eyes I need a quiet place to study, I need a quiet place to study, I need a quiet place to study . Then he opened them to the same noise from before. And then, there it was the same door from before. Meanwhile, Phil was standing next to him almost actually jumping for joy.

"Yes yes YES!" He shouts. "Dan do you know what this means!" He says shaking Dan's shoulders.

"Uh no." Dan said now really confused.

"You found the Room of Requirement! Most people who find it can never find it again, I didn't think I'd ever see it myself. Come'on I want to go inside." Phil pulls Dan's arm. Dan obliges and wanders into the now familiar room.

Phil:

Phil couldn't believe his eyes. He doubted that he had ever been this excited. Dan had found the room of Requirement! Now they could come and go to it whenever they wanted. The room that he found was really cool. Blazing fire, spellbook and ink, even a whole bunch of muggle books that Phil had never heard of. Something called Percy Jackson and another that Phil thought was called Inkheart? Anyway, he still couldn't believe his eyes. Dan however just stood there like 'yeah it's a room'

"Come on Dan aren't you excited! With this place, we only have to leave for food and classes and I'll bet you it could show us secret passages to get to classes quicker."

"Mmmhmm," Dan said. He walked over to one of the chairs.

"Okay then." Phil bounced over and parked his butt on a couch. "How did you find this place again?"

Dan shrugged "I was wandering around and it showed itself to me. I got all of my homework done anyway. And a lot of my favorite books in here so I did a lot of reading too."

"Cool, have you ever read The Tales of Beedle the Bard?" Phil asked, still ultimately trying to get his friends attention.

Dan looked up at Phil and Phil could immediately tell that he had confused him. "Sorry, but what?"

"The Tales of Beedle the Bard! Their sort of like children's stories, but wizard versions."

"Umm… no, never heard of it." Dan went over to the shelf and looked over the books, as Phil watched from his place on the couch. He watched as Dan ran his finger over their spines reading the titles as the tip tapped each one. Finally he came across and small brown leather book. He pulled it from the shelf and held it up for Phil to see. "Is this it?" He asked looking at Phil.

Phil nodded, hopping up and down once more. Phil's eyes followed Dan as he returned to his seat, book in hand. He watched as Dan ran his hand through it, flipping page over page. He didn't realize how long he'd be staring until Dan looked up at him and caught him.

Phil blushed and looked away, but regained his bouncy composure a second later. He grinned at Dan.

"Why don'tcha read it to me?" He said through the smile.

It was Dan's turn to look down. "Umm….. you sure? I'm not very good at reading aloud." He said into his lap.

"Duh." Phil gave Dan a look even though he couldn't see it, until he raised his head. "I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't sure dummy."
Dan smiled gratefully and flipped the book open to page one. Phil watched his chest rise and fall, as he took a deep breath his eyes surveying the page. He began to read, flawlessly flowing thru the sentences, as if he'd known the story his whole life.

They two of them sat there for at least an hour, as Dan read and reread the tales to Phil and Phil never bothering to stop him. It was only when Dan had begun to fall asleep when Phil removed the book from his hands and replaced it back onto the shelf. He covered Dan with a blanket and snuggled into the couch for a little nap of his own.

When he woke, Dan was snapping his fingers in his face. "Phil….Phil… PHIL!" He practically yelled. Phil's eyes snapped open and blue stared into brown. "Come on Phil! We have to go."

"What!? What's wrong?" Phil said in a misread panicked frenzy, bolting upright. His foughts flew to a million different places at once

"We're missing class!" On those words though, Phil relaxed.

"Oh. Dan I thought someone was dying or something! Class is not the biggest deal ever!" Phil laughed at Dan's incredulous look and stood up.

"Alright come on then, let's get to class." Phil snatched Dans hand and his books and the two of them raced to class. They slammed the doors open to their Defense Against the Dark Arts class, only to find it empty and a note on a desk saying.

To those whom decided to skip my class today, we will be outside on the Quidditch Field if any of you have any interest in joining us.

It wasn't signed and left the boys to both rush outside and wonder just what their class could be up to.