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A/N: Alrighty-o! I thank all of you for the wonderful reviews guys! They really brightened my day up! This is chapter two… a little longer than the last one… and I hope you like it! This is, once again, devoted to my wonderful, wonderful reader and reviewer, Michelle Moonshine! Please remember to review at the end of this chapter!

Superheroes, Snow and Circles

Chapter Two: Snow

Hermione woke up very warm and extremely comfortable the next day. She smiled, snuggling her face deeper into Harry's chest. She felt his arms attempt to pull her further up his body and she obliged, pulling herself up him.

"Hello," she whispered, lifting her head to look down at his face.

"Fancy seeing you here," he said with a bit of smirk.

Hermione laughed softly and laid her head back down on the left side of his chest. "Did you sleep well?" she asked, tracing circles around on the right side of his chest.

"Best sleep I've had in a while," he said, grinning at her and stretching his arms behind his head. "You?"

"Same," she murmured, opening one eye. "I don't want to get up."

"Well you're going to have to," Harry said, nudging her softly. "We've got to have breakfast. And I'm starving."

"Noooo," Hermione whined, feeling Harry attempting to get up.

"Come on Hermione," he said softly, shifting his hands around to her armpits and lifting her off himself slightly. "Breakfast!"

"Oh fine," she sighed, sliding off him, down to the ground.

Once they had had breakfast (at twelve o'clock in the afternoon), they went back up to the common room, feeling decidedly bored.

"Her-my-oh-neeee," Harry whined plopping himself down on the couch they'd slept on the night before. "I'm bored."

"I know," Hermione said, sitting down next to him and propping her legs up on the small table in front of her.

"What are we going to do now?" Harry asked, turning his body on the couch and laying his legs on top of her lap.

Hermione shrugged and looked at finished work on the table in front of her. "I've finished all my work for the holidays so I can't do that."

"Hermione, I said we," Harry said, pouting at her.

She smiled and asked, "Do you have homework you need help with?"

"I refuse to do homework today," he replied defiantly, crossing his arms and turning his nose up at her. "Do you want to go for a walk?" he asked, uncrossing his arms and grinning at her again.

Hermione looked over at a window and said, "It is a nice day out. Alright Harry, let's go out for a walk."

Harry grinned happily and swung his legs off her and jumped up, taking her hand and pulling her up after him. They grabbed their cloaks and scarves from their dorms and were soon walking slowly together around the freezing cold lake.

"It's nice when it's just you and me," Harry remarked, looking sideways at Hermione and smiling slightly.

She smiled too and said, "No people in younger years irritating us. No Ron trying to make me play chess with him."

They walked in silence for a few moments, enjoying the scenery around them. The mountains surrounding the grounds were covered in snow, as were the trees in the forest. The Whomping Willow was lazily swatting at the snow that surrounded its base, sending small balls of it flying towards the river. Hermione breathed in deeply, closing her eyes as she smelt the wonderfully clean air.

"I love it here," she murmured, opening her eyes and gazing back up at the castle.

They stopped walking and Harry looked back at the castle too. "It's nicer than London, isn't it?" he remarked, crossing his arms in an attempt to warm himself up a little.

"Mmm," Hermione murmured, shivering slightly and crossing her arms too.

"Bit cold though," Harry said, moving closer to her.

"Yeah," she said, leaning against his side, shivering again.

"Want a hug?" he asked, looking down at her.

She smiled and nodded. He opened the front of his cloak and pulled Hermione into a hug, closing the cloak around her back. "You're really warm in here," she muttered, closing her eyes and sliding her arms around his waist.

"Well spotted," he murmured, resting his head on the side of her head.

"It's so peaceful out here," she said softly, absentmindedly tracing small circles around his lower back.

Harry smiled and pulled back slightly to look down at her. "It's beautiful too," he said softly, gazing down into her eyes.

She smiled back and said, "Sure is."

"Want to go back up to the warmth of the common room now?" he asked, glancing up at the castle.

"Yeah," she said, unwrapping her arms from his body and stepping back slightly.

"Come here," he said, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

She smiled and slid an arm around his waist. They began to walk back up to the castle in silence, hips bouncing off each other every so often, making Hermione's stomach jump along with it.

As they neared the castle Harry suddenly had a fantastic idea (or so he thought).

"I'll be back in a moment," he said quickly to Hermione, before running up and over the hill, disappearing from her sight.

Hermione smiled in amusement and sped her walking up slightly, looking around for Harry. She finally found him kneeling in the snow a little further away from her.

"Harry what are you doing?" she called, beginning to walk over to him.

He turned around and smirked. "You'll see!"

She rolled her eyes and kept on walking towards him. In hindsight, she thought it was a rather stupid thing to do – Harry was grinning like a child in the snow. That sort of grin could only mean one thing…

"Snow fight!" Harry yelled, springing up and chucking three snowballs at Hermione.

She squealed as they hit her stomach and chest. "Ohhh Harry Potter, you asked for it!" she yelled, drawing her wand and twirling it. Half a dozen large snowballs rose up from the ground and were sent flying at Harry, who laughed and tried to dodge them. Three hit him, making him fall back onto the ground, half buried in snow. "Gotcha!" she exclaimed triumphantly, placing her hands on her hips and looking very pleased with herself.

"No you don't!" Harry yelled, drawing his wand and sending a wave of smaller snow balls at Hermione.

"Oh no!" she exclaimed, giggling as they began to hit her. She turned around to run away but that only led the snow balls to her backside. "Harry!" she squeaked, immediately covering her bottom and turning around.

He was laughing very hard and holding his stomach, still half buried in snow.

She grinned and ran at top speed towards him, the few remaining snow balls following her. "Aha!" she yelled, jumping on him and pinning him down in the snow, holding his wrists above his head and straddling his waist. The snow balls smacked down onto her back, making her squeal and shake the remaining snow off her back. "I've got you now," she said, smirking at him.

"I'm not complaining," he replied cheekily, smirking back at her.

She rolled her eyes and took her hands away from his wrists, moving them down to his stomach, beginning to tickle him, running her hands up and down his torso very quickly, making him laugh and squirm beneath her. She laughed, enjoying tormenting him.

"No! Stop!" he yelled, trying to catch her wrists.

She laughed and said, "Nuh uh."

A few moments later Harry managed to seize her wrists and held them away from his body, breathing hard and gazing up at Hermione. She was breathing a little harder too, gazing down at Harry with those gorgeous chocolate brown eyes. They sat like that for a moment – gazing into each other's eyes, Harry still holding onto her wrists.

The wind picked up slightly and Hermione shivered, breaking eye contact and looking around.

"We should go back," she said, still shivering and looking back down at Harry.

He nodded and let her wrists go. They stood up and quickly walked back up to the castle.

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To be continued...