Snowflakes

Favo de Mel

Rating: G
Genres: Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 17/01/2004
Last Updated: 17/01/2004
Status: completed

In the very first snowfall of the year, our favorite couple is having fun...

Chapters

1. Snowflakes

1. Snowflakes

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter, although I wish I did. ***sighs***

A/N: One of the first stories I ever wrote, and one of my favorites… hope you like it!

Snowflakes

It was early in the morning as the pale rays of light entered the six year girls’ dorm window, illuminating the darkened bedroom; Hermione was lying on her bed, having kicked the sheets off and somehow worked herself half out of her p'jamas, and as she turned in her sleep, she ended up by facing the window's way, which had the effect of the sunrays hitting her face.

Blinking a couple of times before slowly opening her eyes, Hermione looked sleepily, through narrowed eyes, around the room; both Lavender and Parvati were asleep.

Oh, well,-she thought.,-Might as well get up, now…

She yawned and sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep off her eyes.

Stretching, Hermione got up, fixing her rumpled clothes and hair.

Her attention was drawn to the window, and she walked over; outside, snowflakes were skating aimlessly downward, dodging and pausing as if each were following a complex choreographed dance.

An excited smile drew itself on her face, when she saw two Hufflepuff kids running around by the frozen lake, laughing and throwing snow balls at each other.

She walked to her drawer, fully awake now and very excited by the incoming day, which promised to be perfect.

Hermione loved winters; she loved the way the ground turned white, the cool air that always embraced her, and she especially loved to play with the snow.

She remembered how Ron used to tease her for playing such silly games, but usually she just ignored him.

Hermione had a kind heart, and kind hearts often surprise you, every now and then taking over rationality and brains, and making you go back to the innocence you lost somewhere back there, when you started growing and slowly forgetting what it feels like to be a kid...

Changing into proper clothes, she took one last look at the mirror and dashed out of the room and down the stairs. She barely took notice of her fellow Gryffindors sitting around the fire, and almost didn't hear the groans that escaped their mouths when they saw her run like a maniac towards the portrait.

-Oh, not this year again!!!,-pleaded Ron, putting his head on his hands.

She ignored him too and continued running and running until she finally arrived to the school grounds.

Hermione bent down, rested her hands on her knees and tried to catch her breath; she was flushed, and her long hair had fallen onto her face, covered with snowflakes.

Which made her look very cute right then...

Or so thought he...

Harry grinned wickedly and, tossing a snow ball up and down on his hand to give it form, didn't take his eyes off the beautiful girl that stood before him, her back to him.

He positioned himself and, pulling his arm back, put all his strength into throwing the packed snow ball, which was aimed at her head.

It hit home, and she gave a surprised shriek when the coldness engulfed her.

He burst into laughing when he saw her jump and yelp, and she turned on her heels, shocked.

Her expression softened, and she smiled sweetly at her cheerful boyfriend, before she bent down and collected a handful of snow.

Harry, being busy laughing his head off, didn't notice what she was doing until it hit him square on the face.

It was now her turn to laugh, as she saw him choke with the cold thing.

She giggled and he shivered...

It wasn't long before he recovered and started running after her with snow in his hands.

Hermione ran about, screaming and laughing, every so often slowing down to let him catch her, tickle her and then start running again.

An annoyed Madame Pomfrey saw them through a window and shook her head disapprovingly, muttering something about a cold and pepper up potions, but the younger couple didn't even notice.

They continued playing with each other, both covered with snow from head to feet and letting themselves, by their own will, be controlled by their hearts...

*The End*