Warning: I do not own Harry Potter... therefore, try to sue me and I'll kill you in your sleep with a very DULL butter knife. :smiles: Try me, I'm soooo not joking.

Also, I am in the mood for serious fluff, so guess what you get? A story filled with 100 fluffiness!!! Don't know why I feel fluffy today, but I do! :giggle, giggle: Well, enjoy the fluffiness!

Snow White Love

1:26 am December 26th

Dear Diary

They say there are very few people in the world that have true love... I consider myself one of these few people. I'll tell you how today's events led up to this...

Today, Ron left for a trip to Egypt to visit his brother, with his family for Christmas. Harry and I are the only ones left here in the Gryffindor tower; my parents said they were going to France together to 'reconnect'. In other words, it's a second honeymoon, and I'm not invited. Thank Merlin.

So, all alone, Harry and I spent the day together. We decided to open our presents from each other last, before we went to bed. Harry got lots of candy, and a golden Snitch from Ron. Mrs. Weasley made us both the usual sweaters: Harry's maroon, mine gold. They're very warm, and since it's so cold here now, I'm wearing mine whenever I get the chance. I also got a nice set of books, from my parents, and an advanced book of magic from Ron. (He said I could use it to study for N.E.W.T.s, but "Like I need it anyway.") It was a very nice set of gifts, if I do say so myself.

Then we had a very large supper in the Great Hall. Professor Dumbledore really did enjoy himself. Lots of mice were set loose... I hope Mrs. Norris doesn't find them for her Christmas dinner. Then Harry and I came back to the common room and just watched the snow falling outside.

We decided that it was still early enough, and there was plenty of nothing to do... so we went outside and had a snowball fight...

"Hermione, I've got you now!" Harry called out, pelting her with a large, particularly wet, snow ball.

"Oh!" she cried out, scooping up another one and throwing it in retaliation. Then she ducked behind a rock and crouched waiting.

Barely a second later, Harry dove over the rock and tackled her to the ground. They wrestled for a few minutes until both were out of breath. Then they just lay panting beside each other.

"Snow angels," Hermione whispered. She moved her arms and legs, forming a very large, very beautiful snow angel.

She stood carefully and looked at it. Crouching, she wrote small in side the angel "Merry Christmas! Love, Hermione". Harry stooped beside her, reading what she wrote. He pushed her over playfully, and wrote something of his own. Then he got up and walked off, back to the castle, a deep flush on his face.

"Wait just a few minutes," he said back to her as he walked inside.

Hermione sat staring after him for a moment, then decided to read what he wrote before following him inside.

"Merry Christmas!" had been erased, but underneath her name, Hermione saw in Harry's own scrawled handwriting "I do".

A blush rose to her cheeks, her face felt as though it were on fire. She rose and went to the castle. She walked, dazed, up to the Gryffindor's tower. The Fat Lady had to ask her for the password five times before she ever heard. Finally she mumbled "snow white", and the portrait swung forward.

Hermione gasped at the sight before her. Hundreds of white rose petals were scattered across the common room. The squashy furniture and round study tables were all gone, and in the middle of the room a love seat sat, candles placed at different intervals around the room. A fire was burning in the fireplace, but it was small, warm, and cozy, not the usual roaring fire.

Hermione sat in the love seat, shocked at the romantic vibe that surrounded her. She heard someone descending the boys' stairs, and she turned to see Harry holding a small golden box. He walked over to the lave seat and sat beside her.

"Hermione," he practically whispered. Then, building his courage, he spoke up. "Hermione, I know that... that we've never dated or anything. All that time I thought it was Cho that I loved, but Hermione, it's you. I want... I want to know" he got off the love seat and kneeled down, opening the box "if you'll marry me."

A small ruby encrusted in diamonds in a small heart shape glittered from within the box. Hermione felt tears sting her lids and pour forth uncontrolled. Harry sat tense, waiting for her to smile, to frown, to do something...

And then she did, and he felt his heart would break from joy, at the beautiful smile she gave him.

"Harry, of course I'll marry you," she whispered through her tears.

His hands shook as he removed the small silver ring from the box. He placed it on her ring finger, and as he did, their lips met in a warm embrace. A warmth tingled through them, and they held each other for a long time afterward.

The candles burned down low, the twilight dwindled into darkness, and stars twinkled brightly from outside. They sat in silence, holding each other for the longest time. Then Hermione broke the silence.

"Harry, I didn't give you your present," she said suddenly.

"It's okay, you can give it to me tomorrow," he smiled. "Having you with me, right here and now, that's all I need-"

"It's a Snow White Love..." That's what he said! Oh, I feel so happy now, just thinking about it puts me back into his arms! I love him so much, and I know I'll never have to let him go! He's mine forever, and I'll always be his.

After all, we have forever to be together! It's our Snow White love, because fairy tales always end in 'happily ever after'. At least, this one does.

Yay!!! The End! The fluffiness is so pretty! I am so happiness! and I feel lots better now... so! Reviews, please?! please?! Nothing would make me feel even better!

and don't forget: DULL BUTTERKNIFE IN YOUR SLEEP! hehe, buh-bye and Merry Crix-Mix!