A/N: I'm back with another Blackinnon holiday themed collection! While I do plan on finishing the Halloween collection I started, it probably won't be until next year, as it's not really relevant right now. Unfortunately, life threw a nasty curve my way before I could finish it. I hope everyone enjoys this collection!

Prompt: (title): White Christmas

White Christmas

Sirius lay awake, staring into the darkness and listening. Marlene still seemed to be asleep, much to his relief. He'd been careful not to wake her while he'd been preparing her surprise or when he'd finally tiptoed up the stairs to bed a few hours later.

He marveled at the fact that her breathing was the only sound he could hear. The streets outside were completely silent. It was always this way on Christmas Eve, but it never ceased to amaze him. It was as if the world stood still, just for those few nighttime hours.

He heard the clock downstairs chime six times. Marlene rolled over and put a hand on his chest. "Sirius?" she whispered.

"I'm awake," he replied, trying to sound as sleepy as possible. "I suppose you're ready for presents and breakfast and all that?" He feigned his usual distaste for being awake at such an early hour, but today he really didn't mind. He couldn't wait to see her reaction when she went downstairs.

"You should be used to me waking you up before dawn on Christmas morning by now." She propped herself up on an elbow and looked down at him, her eyes barely visible in the weak moonlight shining into the room. "Did you think just because we aren't at Hogwarts anymore you'd get out of it?"

"I had hoped," he said, trying to suppress a smile.

"Oh, stop being so grumpy," she said, laughing and throwing the blanket over him. He heard her get out of bed, take a few steps, pause, and then sigh. "Should've known," she mumbled.

"What's wrong, love?" He was glad the blanket was still covering his face because he was finding it difficult to keep from smiling now. He had a feeling he knew exactly what was wrong and the solution was waiting for her downstairs.

"It didn't snow," she said. "I was hoping it would. I can't remember a Christmas with no snow." Throwing the blanket off, he saw her still staring out the window, both hands pressed against the glass. She turned away from the window when he stood up. "Ready?"

"Don't suppose I have a choice, do I?" He yawned and stretched.

"Nope." He took her hand and they walked down the stairs together, pausing when they reached the bottom. Marlene stared at the scene before her for a few seconds before turning to him, her mouth agape. "What...how?"

Sirius surveyed his handiwork with a smile. The entire ground floor of their house had been turned into a snowy winter wonderland. He'd filled every room except the kitchen with ankle-deep snow and enchanted all of the windows to make it look like it was snowing outside. He'd even made it look like it was snowing inside as well, snowflakes falling gently from the ceiling and disappearing just before they accumulated on the floor.

"I know this is what you've wanted more than anything else," he finally answered. "A white Christmas. I couldn't make the weather cooperate, so I improvised. What do you think?"

"It's perfect." She wrapped her arms around him. "Is it the right kind of snow for making snowmen?"

"Of course." He kissed her on the top of the head. "I'll even let you beat me in a snowball fight if you want."

She looked up at him, one eyebrow raised. "You'll let me beat you? So you think you could beat me if you weren't holding back?" She laughed when he nodded. "Oh, you're on. Prepare to be taught a lesson in snowball fighting."

He laughed as she ran back up the stairs, presumably to dress in something warmer. Apparently she'd forgotten about presents in her excitement about the snow, but he didn't care. Her reaction to it was the only gift he needed.