If I did own the movie or the characters, Snow White and Eric would be making a lot of babies now.

This was just not right.

William took large strides through the palace hallways, not really knowing where to go. A month had passed since Snow White's coronation, but he had stayed even after his father and army had gone back home, because he was still afraid if he left she would disappear again. She showed no objection to his staying, which had only filled his heart with hope. Hope that one day he would no longer be just her friend, but also her husband, the man she loved.

That was in the past now, he thought, as his feet led him to the room where Snow had killed Ravenna. She hadn't yet decided what to make of it, so it remained closed, untouched. He continued his furious pace, back and forth inside the wide room, as if he could walk the thoughts off his head.

He stopped suddenly and the images came vivid in his mind, and hurt him as if he was seeing it for the first time. Snow White, his Snow, running through one empty hall in the palace, her dark hair flying around her, as she looked back and laughed. He took a step towards her and was about to call out her name when her huntsman came rushing right behind her, and easily catching up with her, grabbed her by the waist and swirled her in his embrace, whispering something to her that made her laugh even more. And then they kissed. As if it was the most natural thing in the world. William could no longer bare it, so he turned his back to the couple and left, his feelings a turmoil inside of him.

He felt hurt, angry, stupid, betrayed…yet deep down a voice told him that he didn't really have the right to feel that way. She was never his. It was never him she searched for eagerly with her eyes in a crowded room, it wasn't for him she saved a seat beside her in all the meals, and it most definitely wasn't for him all of her secrets warm smiles and looks. No, none of this was for him, it was all for a grumpy huntsman.

He took the first thing he saw in his way and threw it across the room angrily, and heard a loud sound of metal clashing in return. He turned around to see Ravenna's golden mirror still hanging on the wall, shinning at him, and couldn't help get closer to it. The mirror seemed to get more shinny with every step he took and then suddenly it started to move, and then melt, until liquid gold traced its way towards him, stopping right in front of him. It begun to rise and formed what looked like a man with a hood covering his face, down to his chest.

William looked at the form dumb folded, he was shaking inside, but couldn't move on the outside.

"Master William" The mirror spoke, and it made him tremble even more. He didn't have the guts to answer it, so he just stood there, looking transfixed at it.

"I've been waiting for you" Its deep voice took over the entire room, and made him wonder if other people could hear it from the outside. He swallowed harshly and spoke to the creature before him.

"How do you know my name? And why have you been waiting for me?" He hated how weak his voice sounded, though he could not help it.

The mirror seemed to laugh, a sound so creepy he almost turned and walked away.

"Questions, questions. It's what ails you, is it not? You have been wondering all sorts of things for a long time now. Does the queen loves you?, And if not how to win her?, Were you doing the right things?, Why him and not you? Am I right, William?"

William grew angry as the mirror spoke, and more fiercely now, demanded of it.

"How do you know of this?"

"I know everything that happens in the palace grounds, including the solution to your problems, if you so wish"

This time it was William who laughed.

"You cannot help me. No one can. She loves another, and has made her choice. It's done now." He didn't really know why he was telling all of this to a mirror, but there was something about his voice that compelled him to say his most inner secrets.

"You are a fool. Giving up without even trying" The mirror mocked him.

"I have tried, I did everything I could to win her heart, but apparently she's not into nobility." He scowled.

"What about magic, boy?" The mirror's voice got deeper, more seductive.

"Magic?" William repeated, seeming to consider it for a moment, but then shook his head. "I don't want Snow to love me because of a spell."

"Once again, you are a fool. Your main obstacle towards the queen's affection is the huntsman. If you do something to retreat his advance towards her, your way will be free"

William's thoughts cleared as a movie of what could be passed through his head. The huntsman man leaving her, her suffering, his comfort, and one thing leading to another until she was in love with him. He smiled.

"What should I do?"

So, this is the first chapter, it is not long, I know, but it's only the beggining. Let me know what you think and if I should go on.

And english is not my native language, so there WILL be mistakes, sorry.