Hi everyone and thanks for reading. This is a series of one-shots set between A New Hope and The Empire Strikes Back. Han and Leia (AKA my favorite couple of all time) feature prominently. They're going to be posted in chronological order and they are already on Hoth in all of them. I hope you'll enjoy it :)

The First Time

Leia looked up from her data pad as she suddenly realized that someone was standing over her. She felt the predictable flash of annoyance when she realized it was none other than Han Solo, and debated counting to ten before saying harshly, "Oh, it's you. What do you want?"

He smiled teasingly and she made the mistake of letting herself really look at him as he did so. Despite herself she took in the way his eyes crinkled pleasantly when he smiled, and the way those eyes shone the same way the blue Alderan sky had during the summers-

As usual he saved her from the unacceptable train of her thoughts by opening his mouth. She had long felt that his mouth was his least attractive feature- at least when she wasn't thinking about kissing it-

That was only the one time, and you were drunk, she told herself harshly, not caring that she was lying and that she knew it.

"Nice to see you too, your worshipfulness," he said cheerfully but with that slightly mocking tone of voice that drove her insane, that made her want to throw something at him or maybe fire a blaster at him, just once. It could be set on stun of course, as she felt no need to kill one of the Alliance's most valuable assets- it would be good enough for her to maim him, just a little-

"What do you want, Han?" she snapped, deliberately looking down at her data pad as though it wasn't even worth the effort to hear what he had to say, but she didn't see a thing that was written on it as she waited for his response. Reluctantly she acknowledged, just to herself, that a part of her longed for his responses, that she sometimes even tried to predict them so that she could plan what she could say back to really get under his skin-

"I want you to come outside with me," he said straightforwardly, and her eyes flashed up as his voice was full of uncharacteristic candor. She blinked, thrown off by his words and his tone, and decided it would be best to get the back on normal footing, to respond the way she'd been forcing herself to respond for months now.

"Is this your idea of a come on? Because if so, you might want to try someone without full use of her eyesight-"

She stopped as something that almost could have been hurt flashed across his face, but the look was replaced with a cocky smile so quickly she was sure she'd imagined it.

"Don't flatter yourself, Majesty. I have something else that I'd much rather do to you in mind."

Leia drew back as his eyes darkened, feeling uncertain and ashamed at the tendrils of desire that she couldn't deny stirred deep inside her at the words. "I have no idea what that's supposed to mean, and I have no intention of finding out. Now if you'll excuse me, some of us have actual work to be doing."

She turned from him, intending for that to be the end of it. And it probably would have been the end of it if it had been anyone but Han Solo.

Instead, without further discussion, Han unceremoniously scooped her up and literally threw her over his shoulder, completely unaffected as her data pad hit the floor with a concerning crunch and she began hitting him with all her strength.

"No! Put me down! Put me down THIS INSTANT!" Leia exclaimed loudly in disbelief as he completely ignored her, nonchalantly carrying her down the hall. When it became clear her blows and words were making no impact on him she began to scream for help, not caring how ridiculous she might sound, sure that someone would come to her aid.

"Help! Somebody! Don't let him take me!" she shouted as they passed by countless desks, but to her chagrin, while nearly everyone turned to gape at them, not a single person lifted a finger to help, and in fact most of them appeared to be either laughing or frantically attempting to stifle their laughter. A few even appeared to be following Han, intent on heading outside with them-

"Unbelievable" she muttered before spotting Mon Mothma coming out of her office, seeming concerned about the source of the screaming. "Mon! Thank goodness!" she cried. "This- this barbarian is kidnapping me-"

"Hello, Mon," she heard Han chirp cheerfully, as though nothing out of the ordinary was occurring, his voice resonating deeply in her ear where it was pressed uncomfortably against his back. "Just taking the princess out for a little activity. Be back in a jiffy."

"Hard as this will be for you to believe since there are so many to choose from," Leia snorted in outrage, "That is probably the biggest lie he's told since he decided to camp out here for the winter. I'm being kidnapped, I tell you, forced against my will to go outside with him and participate in Force-knows what kind of depraved, idiotic, mercenary-"

"The words she's looking for are 'snowball fight'," Han informed Mon with the same maddeningly cheerful tone. "And I have to say, I certainly am glad that she came to get me so that I wouldn't miss out on the fun."

Leia gaped in disbelief both at his words and at the thought that the thing Han evidently most wanted to do to her was pelt her with snow, especially when she wasn't even wearing a coat, but her thoughts were distracted as, to her horror, Mon looked not angry or authoritative as she'd expected, especially since she'd always hated Han. Instead she just seemed torn and vaguely amused.

"Solo, if you were officially an Alliance member, I would have to insist as your direct superior that you unhand the princess," Mon said slowly, and Leia felt relief, quickly followed by fury as Mon allowed a small and nearly gleeful smile to cross her face. "But since you've never seen fit to sign the necessary paperwork to officially join us, I'm fairly sure that this falls outside my jurisdiction."

Leia's jaw dropped as Han resumed his march toward the door. "Outside your jurisdiction?" she cried out disbelievingly. "You- you said it yourself! He isn't even an alliance member! A- an intruder is KIDNAPPING ME! One of the leaders of the Alliance! He has to be stopped! He has to be punished! He has to be-"

But Mon couldn't hear anything else as Han pushed open a door and carried her out into the snow.

Leia dragged herself inside, soaked, happy, feeling free for the first time in days, and mildly gratified that Han was just as wet as she was, though of course he would still have that maddening grin on his face-

"Tell the truth," he said, smiling at her roguishly even as he handed her a blanket he seemed to have made materialize from thin air. "You had fun."

She hesitated, bit down her smile. Lied. "No."

His own smile faded, just for a moment, before returning, but she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something hollow about it as he shrugged. "Well, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised," he said lightly. "I've always thought you wouldn't know fun if it bit you in the-"

"Argh!" she cried, effectively cutting him off as she began to storm away from him. "You are the most maddening, the most-"

She stopped as he grabbed her arm, spinning her around to face him, and the smile really was gone from his face now, leaving an intensity in his eyes that caused her to shiver from so much more than the cold before he said softly,

"One day you'll tell me yes."

For a terrifying, exhilarating moment she was sure he was going to kiss her, and to her own shock she found she wasn't bothered by the thought, not even a little bit. She stepped slightly closer to him, a breathless voice that she barely recognized as her own murmuring "Maybe I will- one day." His eyes darkened further and he placed a hand on her arm so gently that it was almost impossible for her to believe it was him as he angled his head downward-

"Hey, Leia!" Luke called, coming inside, every bit as soaked as she was, and she and Han simultaneously jumped back as though something had burned them.

She looked at Luke for a moment before turning back to Han and saying cuttingly, "But it's not likely."

She willfully ignored the hurt that flashed across his face, unable to believe that anything she could say would really hurt someone like him.

Thanks for reading :) Feedback is very much appreciated. I'll be updating weekly until all 6 parts are posted :)