Ponytail

He was indifferent to her hair in a ponytail.

Ponytails were nothing special. They were a way to keep her hair out of her eyes on busy days when there was just enough time in the day to get everything done. They mean no playing, no joking, no teasing.

Ponytail days were library days where she spent twelve straight hours without food simply because she got too tied up in what she was doing to remember to eat. Ponytail days were days when he was blatantly ignored, not necessarily out of a deliberate decision on her part, but because nothing could disturb her.

Before they'd started dating he simply watched her from a far. When he'd ask her out, he'd get a noncommittal mumble and another scribbled sentence on her charms essay. Sirius always told him it meant agreement, but with Lily, he wasn't taking chances. Now, he worked as hard as she did, if only to be beside her for those twelve hours. His completed homework was really just a bonus.

Ponytail days were just days.