It was almost midnight on Christmas Eve when Neville walked into the room of requirement. He had been hoping to practice his stunning some more; it meant so much to him to get it right. But when he entered the room he saw that he was not the only person who had decided to go for a late night stroll.
Luna Lovegood was standing in the middle of the room, staring intensely at some leaves above her head.
"Oh, hello Neville." Luna said in an airy voice, not looking away from the leaves.
"What are you looking at Luna?" Neville asked her shyly. Luna was such a lovely person but she was also so beautiful, and he got nervous when he was around girls as dazzling as her.
"I am just trying to see the Nargles in this mistletoe, but they appear to be hiding tonight." She said dreamily.
"Oh right." Said Neville nervously.
"Come and look!" She said, hastily grabbing Neville's hands and pulling him towards her.
They were both standing under it now, looking up into the sharp leaves. At the same moment they both looked down and Neville caught her eye. There was a distinctive happiness in her eyes that was just so beautiful and relaxing, without even thinking about it Neville took her in his arms and kissed her gently.
