Idea by the angel milessmorales

This kinda sucks bc my writing is awful whOOps sorry

Summary: Your date in the Room of Requirement.

QOTP: What would be in the Room of Requirement for you?

Word Count: 1090

Draco -

[ignore the popcorn and the TV this was the best couch cuddling gif I could find]

"I don't know why we didn't think of this sooner," Draco says as you walk toward the Room of Requirement.

You're holding hands, and you swing them back and forth between you. "I know," you reply. "It's a really good idea."

You finally make it, then walk past three times, thinking simply about a date. You excitedly wonder what you're going to get.

When you walk in, you find a cozy room with a couch and some blankets. You practically drag Draco inside. "A cuddle couch!"

He laughs, letting himself be pulled along. "I think you influenced it too much."

You shrug, sitting down and cuddling up to him as soon as he sits down next to you. "Oh, well."

Fred -

[i couldn't find one so there's that it sort of goes with it not really oh well]

You hadn't planned on using the Room of Requirement on your date, but you ended up there.

Originally, your date was going to be a fun day of pranking Filch - which it was. But then he started chasing after you, so you had to run.

You were near the Room of Requirement, so you grabbed Fred's hand and led him there. After walking in front of it hurriedly three times, you flung the door open.

A broom closet.

You heard Filch approaching, so it was too late to complain. You ran inside, Fred closing the door behind you. You turned to face Fred, though it was difficult to do so because the space was so small.

"Seriously?" You complained quietly, "It couldn't've been bigger?"

"What, you don't wanna be close to me? I'm hurt." Fred put his hand on his heart, mock-offended.

"Oh, shut up," you replied. After a few moments, you said, "I think Filch is gone."

Fred shook his head. "No, I think we need to wait a few more minutes."

"No, we don't-"

"But-"

You rolled your eyes, then kissed him. "There. Can we go now?"

He grinned and opened the door. "After you."

George -

[oh look this one actually works with the preference almost]

You were running out of interesting dates to go on. Surprising, I know. You were, though, and you had resigned yourself to going to Madame Pudifoot's when George had a great idea.

The Room of Requirement.

Now, here you are, walking past it three times and basically thinking, 'Surprise me.'

What you find inside is a vast room with many of things to hide in/behind/etc. Almost immediately, George grins. "I think we're supposed to play hide and seek."

You grin, too. "You count to thirty, I'll hide."

He turns towards the wall, covering his eyes, and starts counting. You take off, looking for a place to hide. There were so many, it didn't take you long to find a good one.

It took him thirty minutes to find you.

"Finally," you complain. "My leg fell asleep."

Fred helps you to your feet. "Well, wake it back up. It's my turn."

You turn around and start counting as he goes to hide, continuing a game that would last for over two insanely fun hours.

Harry -

[this gif actually fits but that's bc I based the preference off the gif so does it really count]

The Room of Requirement date idea was ingenious, and Harry had heard Fred and George talking about it, so you decided to do it.

After walking past three times, thinking about a date, you walk into a decorated room. It's pretty - flowers chains draped across the ceiling, lights blinking like stars.

In the corner are some instruments charmed to play themselves. They're silent right now, but you can easily change that.

So, you do, casting a spell on them. You turn back to Harry, holding your hand out. "Dance with me?"

He chuckles, takes your hand, and spins you around.

You dance together for who knows how long, enjoying each other's company and laughing every time you stumble and step on each other's feet.

Neville -

[just a picture bc I couldn't find a good gif who's surprised certainly not me]

It was your idea to go to the Room of Requirement for a date. Neville thought it was a good idea, so you here you are.

You walk back and forth in front of it three times, then go inside and find a romantic candle-lit dinner. You walk over, ready to sit down and eat, then realize the food isn't there.

"Gamp's Law," Neville sighs. "Food can't be created from nothing."

You think for a second, then grin. "I'll just go get some from the kitchens."

"But we're not supposed to-"

"Oh, relax, Longbottom. I'll be right back."

With that, you leave him alone for about fifteen minutes, during which he nervously paces the room.

When you finally come back, food piled in your arms, he runs over and helps you set the food on the plates. Finally, you sit down. "Now," you say, holding up your glass of pumpkin juice, "shall we?"

Ron -

[i based the preference off the gif and it fits but it still ain't perfect oh well I guess]

You don't know what you were expecting when you walked in the Room of Requirement with Ron, but it wasn't this.

A three-foot-wide strip of solid floor, then a sheet of ice. There's railings around the walls and two pairs of skates in the corner.

"Can we go back out and try again?" Ron asks.

You laugh, going to grab the skates. "No. This is what we got, this is what we're doing. So, lace up, Weasley."

He laces up, then stands very awkwardly. You put on your skates and stand as well, only slightly less awkwardly. Then, you make your way to the ice, hugging the railing on the wall. Ron is extremely dismayed. "We're going to die."

"We're not gonna die," you reply. "Here, hold my hand."

You stop, waiting for him to get over to you and grab your hand. From there, you go around a few times, eventually getting the hang of it and daring to go into the center.

Then, Ron takes a tumble, and you laugh so hard that you fall, too.