I don't own Harry Potter, just the plot

In the Snow

"Hello Harry," I said as I walked into the heads common room from the library. Harry still thinks that Ron should have been picked Head Boy, and not him, even though I keep telling him that he deserves it.

"Hello Hermione. Can you help me with my charms essay? I'm having trouble." Harry said, giving me that irresistible grin of his. How could a girl resist that?

"Okay Harry." I sat down next to him and within 30 minutes, he was done. He quickly thanked me and went up to his dorm. I smiled slightly, and began doing my own homework from ancient runes.

An hour later I heard Harry come down from his dorm and sit on the opposite side of the table from me. I looked up at him, "What do you want Harry?"

"To go outside, and take a break, with you. That essay isn't due until after the winter holidays."

"I'm doing my homework Harry, maybe later." I said with annoyance in my voice.

"Oh come on 'Mione. You need a break, and it's snowing. I know you love the snow. There won't be that many people out, since almost all of them are gone. Please??"

I looked at him. Maybe it will be fun to take a break. I thought. "Okay Harry, you win. Let me put my stuff up and get my coat."

After I had gone up to my dorm and put my stuff on my desk and quickly grabbed my coat, I went down to find Harry waiting for me. When he saw me, his eyes brightened. Or was it me?

We walked the hallways in silence and I wondered what was wrong. We walked out of the castle and onto the freshly fallen snow. I felt a sudden chill from the wind, and heard the sound of the snow crunching underneath our feet. I looked up at the sky. It looked as if it was a few hours to dusk, but I could still see the faint colors in the sky.

I looked back at Harry and saw he was staring at me, smiling.

"And what, pray tell, are you staring at, Mr. Potter?"

"You. The look on your face when you come out in the snow. You have this beautiful smile, and then when you put your head back and close your eyes. It's cute."

I couldn't find anything to say to that. Even though my cheeks were already pink from the cool air, I felt my self blush. I looked down, finding my feet interesting, when I felt Harry's hand lift my chin up so I could look at him. His face just inches form mine.

"Don't be embarrassed. I'm serious. You're beautiful 'Mione. No one should tell you otherwise." He then closed the space between us, surprising me for a moment, but then I began to kiss back. I felt his tongue touch my bottom lip, asking for entry. I opened my mouth to him and felt my knees weaken when our tongues touched. I put my arms around his neck for support and he wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer while deepening the kiss.

Harry was the first to pull back for lack of air. "I think I just made 'the smartest witch in a century' weak in the knees." He joked. I blushed. Harry pulled me even closer to him, so I was fully against him, and whispered, "I love you so much."

I smiled and looked up at him, "I love you." And then Harry gave me a gentle kiss on the lips and took my hand and we ran to his dorm, my homework complete forgotten.