A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters
Word Count: 365
Lily brushed the strands of black hair from James' eyes. She smiled as their eyes met.
"You know, I like it better when I can see your eyes, James," she stated. "Maybe, this weekend you should get a hair cut? I mean, I know you and Sirius are competing to see who can grow the longest hair, but I really do like seeing your eyes."
"Lily, you're the only witch that could ever convince me to lose a competition against Sirius, here, why don't you do it? Cut my hair?" he asked. "Accio scissors," he said, smiling as the pair of red handled scissors Lily usually kept in the kitchen flew to him. Lily grabbed them out of midair before they had a chance to hurt anyone.
"You know, summoning sharp objects might be a bad idea," she scowled, trying not to laugh.
"True, but it made you smile. And I love seeing your smile, Lils."
"But you could have walked the three feet to get the scissors, it's not like they were across the flat."
"It's so much easier to just summon them, so will you do it, cut my hair so you can gaze longingly into my beautiful eyes?" James asked, flipping his hair back again. It just fell in front of his face.
"Fine, fine, I'll cut your hair, just the front part though, if I leave the back long, maybe, just maybe you'll have a chance of winning this stupid thing. What's the prize anyway?" she asked.
"The winner gets to cut the loser's hair," James answered. "I'm going to give him a mohawk and laugh hysterically as I do."
Lily sighed, rolling her green eyes as she trimmed James' hair, just enough so she could stare into his eyes without the hair getting in the way.
"There, now you can at least see again," she commented, pausing to admire her work before putting the scissors back in their proper place without using magic. James smiled, kissed her and headed out to meet up with Sirius and Remus. Lily only shook her head wondering if the three of them would ever grow up, and if she actually really wanted them to.