Author's Note: Hi, ok this is my first FanFiction so, ENJOY! But before you do I have one thing to say, why you started reading FanFiction's is your business, but I started because I wanted more of my favourite characters and to see what other people can come up with. As a new writer I'd really like it if you can give me feedback whether you just follow/favourite my story so I know it's okay, or you write me a message through PM, reviews, however, are the most helpful, critical or praising. Thanks. Xx

She slipped through the trees, treading lightly on the soft light snow, until she reached the edge of the icy blue lake. She sat down carefully to put on and tie up her heavy skates, so as to not allow the blade to slice her pearly white skin and dust the snow with glistening red droplets of her blood. She stood up filled with the knowledge that in a few short seconds she would be gliding across that smooth ice, free, able to forget everything and everyone.

Yet she stopped nearly falling at the sound of laughter ringing out from across the other side. She looked up and halted, mesmerized. There. Gliding as gracefully as a swan across the ice was a golden boy with, from what she could see, a face like an angel with laughter that was musical and seemed to light up his entire face. He was standing in a patch of light and it was only when he turned around to speak to someone else that she noticed the two dark shadows on either side of him.

She squinted to try and get a better look at those shadows, unable to make out if they were children like the golden boy and her or adults. Hmmm, possibly bodyguards, she thought. Fortunately they stepped into the light and she got a proper look. They all looked to be roughly around the same age with the shadows turning out to be a boy and a girl both with midnight black hair and sharp faces. Probably siblings with their similar features, she thought again, immediately thinking of her own sibling.

The dark-haired boy held himself steadily as if he was wary of his surroundings; maybe, he was the eldest, which meant he had responsibilities, her brother always told her she would never understand what that felt like. Maybe her brother was right, maybe he wasn't.

She realised her mind had wandered and so turned back to them watching as the snow kept floating down, creating a lulling silence as it fell with white beauty against the siblings black hair making them seem even more dark and powerful. Yet against the golden boys hair it made him seem even lighter as if any minute he could sprout wings and fly off into the night. She wondered if they were like her "special" as her mum told her. She was so caught up in watching them and the snow and listening to their laughter and games that when she looked up at the sky and she realised it was almost daybreak. She'd missed her chance to skate but there were other times. She quickly untied her skates and began to run as she realised she couldn't be caught.

Her red hair gleamed against the white snow as she ran and like a flash she was gone. She was as beautiful and bright as the sun. The golden boy turned and watched as that fiery red hair weaved its way through the trees before it was gone. And all though it was gone he didn't forget, and neither did she.

She came back the next night and the next but she never saw them again. But she did find a ring, a thick ring with an M, or maybe a W in the middle, surrounded by falling stars with two engraved stars on either side. She kept it since then to remind her of that one night and what she saw.