Prompt: Room of Requirement

Word count: 420

Harry smiled softly as he caught sight of his girlfriend sprawled on his sofa, her dirty blond hair splayed all around her. She must have flooed in here to surprise him on Christmas when he woke up. They had talked bout spending the day together. He grabbed a blanket that was hanging on a chair nearby and covered her up to her shoulders. She mumbled happily in her sleep and he fought the strong urge to kiss her.

The memory of their first ever kiss sprung to his mind.

It was the day before everyone was to leave for Christmas break. He was packing up the Room of Requirement, putting away some furniture that had fallen while they were practising Stupefy.

Ron tapped his shoulder as he and Hermione made to leave the room. "She's still here, mate. Go talk to her."

Harry turned around and saw Luna standing under some misteltoe, looking up at it dreamily. His heart seemed to do a flutter in his chest.

Ever since he had met the fourth-year Ravenclaw a few months ago, he had developed a rather large crush on was just something about her that made her so special. She never cared about what others thought about her. That was something he could use, especially this year.

"Hi, Harry." Her dreamy voice shook him out of his thoughts. Luna was smiling at him. He blushed, how long had he been staring at her like that?

"Hey, Luna. How do you like the DA so far?"

"It's good," she said as he stepped closer to her. "It's like everyone here is my friend."

He frowned. "We are your friends."

She smiled. "I know."

The distance between them shrank. Harry tried not to stare at her beautiful smile.

"You're a great teacher. I like learning here."

Her praise seemed to fill him up with happy feelings. "Thanks."

She pointed above them. "Mistletoe." Her voice was as dreamy as ever but there was something else there.

"Yeah," he said, "mistletoe." He laughed nervously. "Dobby must have put that there."

"Oh, I know him. He's rather nice."

"I guess he is." He tucked a strand of her dirty blonde hair behind her ear. "Merry Christmas, Luna."

The lips touched as she whispered. "Merry Christmas."

"Harry?" mumbled a sleepy voice. Luna sat up and rubbed her eyes sleepily. She looked so adorable.

"Hey Luna," he said, taking a seat on the couch next to her. "Merry Christmas."

She smiled and kissed his cheek softly. "Merry Christmas, Harry."