Don't know where this is coming from. I know it's a little late to jump on the wagon of Christmas fics, but this idea just didn't let me go and I had to write it. Hope you'll like it. It's not much, just a light story.

Chapter 1

Snow covered ground, handful of white flakes softly gliding their way down towards earth and child's laughter. Those things were all Clarke ever needed to feel like she was on cloud nine.

Walking further onto the snowy playground Clarke passed the parents on her way, blue eyes only briefly taking in their features. Some of them glanced attentively at their kids, a small smile playing on their lips. Others read boringly a newspaper or some texts on their phone, probably wishing to be somewhere else. A few even had their backs turned to the kids talking to someone over their phone.

Clarke only rolled her eyes at their ignorance and their unwillingness to just put everything else aside and spend time with their loved ones creating some beautiful memories. Though the blonde haired woman knew better than to try and change their attitude.

She came to a stop in the middle of the chaotic playground slowly turning around the scene while smilingly watching the kids around her. A few were building snowmen, three kids were creating snow angles, five children made snow balls and threw them at each other laughing every time a ball met its mark, in the distance were six kids chasing each other through the snowy area.

This. This was sheer paradise for Clarke.

A literal winter wonderland.

Chuckling at the pure joy around her the blonde got on her knees and scooped up a handful of snow and blew it towards the kids building the snowmen, creating beautiful little ice diamonds shining magically around the kids as they squealed joyfully trying to catch them. A smiled tucked at her lips as she watched them.

Her blue eyes flickered over to the snow ball fight and she held her hand at her side, palm facing the area the kids played. A subtle blue light formed in front of her hand and with a gentle shove she sent it towards them, the little light going up the tree they were playing under. After a beat the snow on the tree fluttered down onto the kids coating them in the white powder.

Clarke chuckled as they paused their fight and stared up in wonder at the sudden whiteness coming down from the tree.

"How did you do that?!"

Surprised at the question directed at her Clarke turned around and took in the person having voice the words that were obviously meant for her seeing as no one else was around them. A pair of blue eyes took in the little boy in front of her, a snuggly beanie covering his head with a few blonde strands looking out, a cute blue down jacket, a matching scarf, black gloves and warm winter shoes rounded up his outfit.

Despite being the only one with the boy Clarke couldn't help herself. "Do you mean me?"

"Yeah, who else?"

Clarke shrugged and got down on her knees to be on the same level as the boy. "Just curious. And as for your question…." The blonde lifted her hand again and once more there was a blue glimmer forming in front of it. The eyes of the boy widened as there was a developed a frozen star in front of him. "…I have no idea what you mean." The blonde smiled and winked playfully at him.

It was not often that someone spoke to her. Actually, it was pretty normal for her to stay unseen to the world. Only people believing in the Christmas spirits could see her which meant that normally the adults weren't noticing her presence. Of course there were a few adults here and there who saw her, her heart jumped at every grown-up soul she met happy that they still hadn't lost their believe in the spirit.

However the people who saw her usually were kids as they still believed in the spirit with their whole beings. Those kind and joyful beings. Still untainted by the real world. They could see her and share her joy for all the things winter and Christmas is bringing with them. Therefore they were her favorite people on earth.

There was nothing better than kids' eyes shining with happiness and wonder.

"Can you do that again?" The boy asked eagerly for more tricks.

"You know what? I can even do better." The blonde laid her hand flat on the ground touching the snow. Slowly she lifted it from the ground, a round bubble of snow emerging from underneath it, a bigger one following the first one and two smaller ones formed underneath it. Tipping gently with her finger on the miniature snowman the boy jumped back in surprise as the snowman suddenly jumped up and ran around them in circles.

"Woah!" Clarke laughed out loud at his exclamation, having expected it. They observed the snowman for a while until he ran directly into the boy's leg, vanishing completely and only leaving a little snow cloud in its wake. "Where did it go?"

"Aden!"

Two sets of eyes flew over their shoulders to search for the source of the voice. There was a woman standing a few feet from them. She had blonde hair, high cheekbones and brown eyes. Her hands were snuggled deep into the pockets of her winter coat.

"That's my mommy. I have to go home."

A slight bang of sadness came up at the thought of saying goodbye to the boy so soon after meeting him. Aden. The name seem fitting for the young soul in front of her. She smiled at him, noticing his reluctance at leaving her. "Well, I'm sure you don't want to keep her waiting, right? She looks a little cold, maybe she needs a hot cocoa. Surely you don't want to miss out on that."

Aden's eyes grew big at that and he enthusiastically shook his head, the blonde chuckled at his theatrics. "Then off you go."

He got off his knees and turned to leave yet stopped and glanced back at Clarke who still sat on the ground, eyes fixated on the blonde boy. The woman was calling out again as Aden seemed to take too long to return to her. Clarke watched as he bit nervously on his lower lip and she smiled encouragingly at him, willing him to voice his thoughts. "Will I see you again?"

Her smile grew. "Who knows? Maybe you will."

This made him smile again as he skipped over to where his mother was waiting for him. He took her outstretched hand and they moved further away. Before they took the turn to their left to leave the playground and move out of sight Aden turned around one more time and waved at her smiling cheekily when he saw her waving back at him, two mini-snowmen jumping up and down at her feet.

Clarke saw how Aden's mother also turned around and looked confused in her direction, trying to find the person Aden was waving at. Two brown eyes observed the area but as Clarke expected the blonde woman couldn't see her. With a sigh Clarke watched the mother-son-duo leaving the playground.

The blonde really hoped that she will see Aden again.

Yay or nay? I can continue it or just leave it as a one-shot. I have a few ideas to turn this in a (little) multi-chapter story. Well, I put a few tags based on my ideas up so you can see or guess in which direction this may go. Just tell me your opinion.