A/N: After the absolute angst fest that has been my last few chapters, I decided it was time for a little light hearted fluff. However, that fluff takes place between other characters from this series. I have a few other brief one-shots for other characters as well that will probably make an appearance, if I can ever get around to writing them. Hope you enjoy!

December blew upon them in a frigid flurry of snow. Piles of the white menace covered the grounds of the castle creating a lovely sight to all fortunate enough to behold it. Despite the pleasant views, students forced to trudge across the grounds to the greenhouse grumbled constantly about the conditions. On top of the frigid temperatures and long walks through the snow drifts, students had to worry about those mischievous enough to spend their idle time bewitching snowballs to fall on unsuspecting heads. Such a climate ensured that a consistent rain of swear words could be heard at any given moment on the grounds of Hogwarts.

As he made his way to Herbology, David Nolan ducked behind one of the greenhouses to avoid Jefferson and Victor - the most avid participants in the current snowball wars. His goal was to make it to class at least once this week without being pummeled by a thousand snowballs from the two trouble makers. Considering the upcoming match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, he'd been a favorite target of the two.

Rounding the corner to his proffered hiding spot, David stopped short. Crouching behind greenhouse number two was his favorite person on Earth. He couldn't stop the stupid grin that crossed his face as he noticed just how beautiful she looked out in the snow. Her short dark hair stood in perfect contrast to both the snow and her pale skin. Beauty didn't even begin to describe Mary Margaret.

"And who might you be hiding from?" asked David startling the young lady.

"David," Mary Margaret gasped in surprise. "You scared me!"

Sauntering closer he wrapped his arms around the love of his life and planted a quick kiss on her cheek. "Surely I'm not that frightening."

An eye roll was all he received in response. Chuckling David repeated his original question. "So really, who are you hiding from?"

"If you must know," Mary Margaret whispered as she peered around the corner of the building, "I'm waiting for Jeff and Victor to make it back to the castle. Those two are impossible this time of year!"

The stupid grin he'd been wearing since he first saw her broke into a full-blown idiotic smile. "Same," David responded. "I think they've made it their goal in life to terrorize more students this year than ever before."

"Well mission accomplished."

"Did you hear about how they stuck fireworks from the Weasley's store in a few and sent them after Jones and Smee?"

"It's terrible isn't it," Mary Margaret agreed in a somber voice. The effect of disappointment in her fellow students would have been complete if she hadn't been wearing the smirk David loved so much. At his knowing look she rolled her eyes again and conceded, "If anyone deserves to be pummeled by enchanted snowballs it's those two."

"Mary Margaret Blanchard wishing ill on another?" David mocked. "I can hardly believe it. I can't wait to tell all the professors that their favorite do-gooder is actually just as much a miscreant as the rest of us."

"I am not a miscreant."

"You're laughing at the misfortune of others. That certainly doesn't qualify you as a Disney princess or anything so noble. I guess that means you're stuck as a miscreant like the rest of us."

"Now you're just being silly," Mary Margaret scoffed as she buried her hands in his coat and wrapped her arms around David's waist.

A moment of sheer bliss followed before the young man gathered his wits and continued their friendly banter. "Don't you usually have a dashing prince or some talking animal to defend your honor? Let one of them disagree with me."

"Charming prince?" She scoffed. "I'm sure those same teachers would also love to know just how many times noble and all around good guy David Nolan has snuck down to the kitchens in this past week alone."

"Hey, you benefit from those trips too!" He laughed.

Mary Margaret looked up at him with a serious expression that promised an end to their light-hearted banter. "Speaking of charming princes and noble deeds, I heard about what you did for Gold the other day. That was really wonderful of you."

"It's what anyone should have done," David shrugged.

"Yeah but no one else bothered."

Rubbing a hand through his hair David sighed heavily. "It was bad this time. There were at least twenty other people just standing around laughing. I mean I get disliking someone, but that's messed up.

"People suck," Mary Margaret responded wisely.

"Yeah," conceded David. "Then Gold turned around and hexed the crap out of Thomas and Gaston for no reason. So much for no good deed going unpunished."

Mary Margaret ran a comforting hand up and down his back. "You did the right thing David, don't doubt that."

"I didn't think you liked Gold."

His girlfriend's brow crinkled in the adorable way that meant she wasn't quite certain how to feel. "I'm not his biggest fan especially after he started ignoring belle. But no one deserves all of that."

David couldn't contain his smirk. "There's the Disney princess I know and love." The fateful word left him before he could fully consider its implications. But the shock of Mary's gave said she certainly didn't miss it.

"Love?"

"Well... I mean" he made up his mind surprisingly quick. "Yeah, of course I do."

The smile that graced his love's face in that moment would be forever seared into David's memory. "I think I love you too," she whispered.

David's heart soared. He was quite certain that he would float the entire way back to the castle. Just as he leaned in to show her how much he loved her, a voice called over to them. "Well isn't this adorable."

A grown of dismay thought its way past David's lips immediately.

"Just beautiful" another voice chimed in.

"It's almost like on of those horrible, cheesy Christmas movies you keep making me watch," Victor Frank said as he leaned against the end of the greenhouse closes to the couple.

"The school is going to be ecstatic," Jefferson added as he joined his best friend, a mad twinkle settling into his eyes. "I think McGonagall and Flitwick have had a running bet on how long it'd take."

"Oh sod off," Mary Margaret said with more exasperation than normally colored her tone.

"Whoa princess let's watch the language now," Jefferson exclaimed in mock indignity.

"It's not very becoming," Victor agreed with a nod to his friend.

"Go away," David begged.

"We could," Jefferson began.

"But where would be the fun in that," Victor finished.

"You see it gets so boring– "

"Just hanging around the castle-"

"Waiting to run across some unsuspecting first or second year-"

"To prank or joke around with," Jefferson allowed his sentence to draw out before continuing with a wink at his best mate. "And here you two are."

"Cuddled up nicely together," Victor smirked.

"A two for one."

David had had enough of their joking around and honestly the way they finished each other's sentences was vaguely frightening. "If you throw one snowball at us-"

"Who said anything about one?" Victor laughed.

Five minutes later David and Mary Margaret dashed back into the safety of the entrance hall holding hands, laughing, and soaking wet. They'd held their own against the two marauding boys, but Jefferson and Victor had their act down to a fine science. Whether he'd admit it or not, battling his way through a torrent of snowballs with the woman he loved beside him had been the most fun David Nolan had ever had. He knew that whatever came next in his life, be it darkness or light, as long as he could find Mary Margaret by his side, he'd be alright.

A/N: Thanks for reading! As always, let me know what you think in the comments and if you have any prompts for other characters let me know. See you guys in the next chapter!