winter picnic [Harmony <3]

[Wyatt Moon]

Harmony,
Meet me on the seventh floor at one o'clock.
I'll leave the door open for you.
~Wyatt

Wyatt pondered the letter he'd sent his girlfriend earlier in the day as he walked into the room of requirement. He and Harmony hadn't had much time to themselves during the past week or so with the load of homework they'd been recieving, but Wyatt wanted today to be just for them.

It was mid-January, exactly a month after that night in the common room when they'd shared their first kiss. There was still snow on the ground so Wyatt's initial plan of a picnic on the grounds was out. A couple of his friends had suggested he take her up to the Astronomy tower, like most students. But the sixth-year's fear of heights prevented any further mention of the spot. Finally he'd remembered the room and thought up a lovely plan.

The room had turned itself into a gorgeous meadow, much like the grounds of Hogwarts, on a spring morning. There was a light breeze that ruffled Wyatt's hair as he walked further intot he room, carrying a basket he'd recieved from the house-elves in the kitchens only moments before. Sitting down beneath a large oak tree for shade, he began to unpack the basket, taking out a variety of foods and drinks, and a couple of blankets in case it got cold. Once he was done, he leaned against the trunk of the tree and smiled, waited for Harmony to arrive for their date.

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Harmony still clutched the note Wyatt had sent her with her gloved left hand. She had been looking forward to this moment ever since the previous day, when she had received the note. How she'd wandered and wandered what it could be but honestly had no idea. They'd hadn't really had much time to spend together for awhile, the professors assigning more homework than you could ever imagine.

She busted through a huge crowd of people, in a huge rush to get to her boyfriend. They cast her irritated glances but Mo ignored them, focused on getting to the seventh floor. Forest green converse clad feet hit the white marble steps and Harmony ran as fast as possible up the stairs. A determined look had worked its way onto her face and she climbed the steps quickly, not wanted to be late.

At last, stopping in front of the open door, her mouth widened as she saw a meadow. A meadow. In a building. This is the Room of Requirement though. Harmony reminded herself. She looked down at her outfit, subtle purple jeans with a black sweater and the forest green converse. It was normal for a girl to feel nervous before a date, right?! She sighed, telling herself to relax and shoved the note in her pocket. A warm breeze ruffled the sixth year girl's straight, cherry red locks, blowing them around her head. Then she saw him. Sitting there under the oak tree.

"Wyatt! How in the world-" Harmony called to him, speeding up until she reached the tree. She sat across from him, pecking him lightly on the cheek before drawing back and looking around once more. Mo just couldn't believe that something could be this amazing. And the food. Oh, the food, looked really delicious, Harmony smiled at herself for thinking about the food. She was looking forward to this.

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