Lily's parents had gotten implants put in Lily's head as part of a local scientific experiment so that her hair color would match her mood. It was like she was a human mood ring and she loathed it.

And never had her hair changed so much, except when she was around James Potter.


"Are you...jealous?" James crowed as Lily scowled, but her hair told him everything — her hair was green, jealous green, and she was burning, but her stupid hair wasn't changing back.

"I hate you," she muttered, clenching her fists, and the git was laughing.

"Love you too," James said, but he didn't mean it in the way that Lily wanted him to mean it; she wanted to thrust her way out of the friendzone and kiss him silly, until neither of them couldn't see straight.

But James was smirking, the smug dolt, and the first thing she would do when she left the friendzone was deck him.

Lily took a couple of deep breaths and her hair slowly shifted colors, going from green to blue, and she calmed down. "You're an idiot," she said goodnaturedly, "but I'll forgive you since you're a handsome idiot."

The smile abruptly died from James's face and Lily felt a bolt of satisfaction — he could dish out, but he couldn't take it, and judging from the way his hair turned a different color, he was definitely affected.

"What — I — that's not fair!" he sputtered, his face matching his vermillion hair. "You can't just come out with lines like that and —"

"You want to talk about fair?" Lily said calmly. "How about you teasing me every chance you get? About all the times you hounded me to go on a date with you? About all the pranks you pulled on me?"

"...Alright, I suppose you're correct," James conceded.

Lily grinned.


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Sci Fi September, Day 20 - People become human mood rings: they get implants that make them change colour along with their mood.