Written for the Monthly Het-Tastic Drabble-Athon Challenge (December)
#1 – Snow
Harry sat, staring out of the common room window, watching as the soft white flakes made their way down to the ground below. In the distance, shapes moved back and forth, running in circles around each other as balls of the stuff floated back and forth.
Sitting in a sad heap on the window-seat, Harry moped and wished he could go out. But alas, his leg had been badly mangled in an 'accident', so he was confined to the dorm for the remainder of the break. The plus side to the accident was that he never had to go back to the Dursley's again; the negative was that he was missing the first proper snow of the season. At least he wasn't being confined to the Infirmary.
Behind him a door opened and closed, he could hear the soft footsteps creeping up behind him, but knew enough that it was someone he trusted.
Cold hands wrapped around his face and a voice whispered in his ear "Guess Who?"
"Joan of Arc."
Laugher like bells sounded behind him. "I think her fingers would be warmer than mine."
Harry laughed and grasped the slim fingers before twisting around to face honey-brown eyes set in a face framed with glorious curls. "Low blow, Mia."
Hermione laughed, and Harry arranged himself so that she could sit on the window seat next to him.
"Why so sad?"
Harry sighed. "Just wish I could go out and play in the snow with everyone else. I never got to play in the snow as a kid because of the Dursleys and now I can't even enjoy the first snow of the year because of them."
"Awh Harry! I wish there was something I could do." Hermione sighed.
Harry shook his head. "Don't worry about it. I've got cider, wanna sit on the window with me and enjoy watching it fall at least?"
Hermione nodded, allowing the warm mug full of mulled cider to thaw her fingers as she sat watching the snow with Harry.
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Two days later Harry was watching it snow again. Break would be over in a couple of days, but because of the nerve damage to his leg he would be stuck for another week at least. He had done enough reading to last a lifetime, and had even started in on the subjects he hadn't taken last year as a third year.
"Harry!" Hermione came bursting in the common room, vibrating with excitement.
"Yes, luv?" Harry answered.
Hermione blushed mightily before shaking her head and beginning again.
"You know how you were sad because you couldn't enjoy being out in the snow?"
Harry nodded. "Yes…"
"Watch."
Hermione whispered while waving her wand in a complicated pattern. Suddenly there was a translucent cloud which formed in the ceiling, before it began to snow in the common room. The snow was cool, but felt more like a mix between packing peanuts and pillow fluff. Still it was delicate and powdery like real snow and could be formed into snowballs. It also didn't melt.
Harry watched as the delicate snow began to fall around them and smiled.
"You are such a sweet girlfriend."
Hermione blushed again, and Harry leaned in to kiss the girl who brought the snow to him.
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