Title: Gel

Author: Jasmine Starlight

Word Count: 2,317

Fandom: SM/GW/HP

Theme: pointless-peculiarity.

Pairings: Harry/Ami

Time Completed: 07:25 PM 5/4/05

A/N: People, if you read my other one-shots the reason they are classified as SM/HP/GW is because they follow along with my other story The Element's Intervention which has more Sailor Moon in it. And it would not be in movie crossovers because I don't think it would fit there.

Ami disliked untidiness, she was a clean freak, and not one corner of her room lay dusty or one book on her bookshelf unorganized.

Down to the very corners on her bed sheets, she had to be tidy.

Well, it wasn't as if someone was forcing her to be, it was just what everyone expected of her.

Ami had always projected outwardly what others expected of her, and although sometimes they ridiculed her for it, she still did it.

It irritated her, she would have liked to leave her room in disarray, but now she was too far gone, her hands would move of their own accord, and then all the mess would be gone.

But when, she met Harry, she felt the need to tidy his hair.

It was so powerful that she had started carrying hair gel in her bag, just in case she had that opportunity to tame his hair.

But she was suppressing herself, because personally she liked wild, unruly locks, it was sort of a turn on.

But gelled down hair was a turn off.

But Ami was emotionally conflicted; gel or not to gel?

Eventually, Lita found the hair gel in her bag, and saw the furtive glances she had been sending said Potter, then she dragged Ami over to the table at which aforementioned Potter sat and promptly said that she was fixing them up and they were now officially going steady.

That left Ami with a problem.

Harry didn't mind so much, Ami was very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very attractive to him.

So he went for the hot librarian, go figure.

But Ami was having issues, she desperately wanted to clean up his hair, and yet she didn't.

Her shoulder angel and shoulder devil had gone to lunch about this and had never come back.

So, as would anyone with hair woes, Ami went to Mina, who promptly showed her several options.

Needless to say, Harry was surprised when; Ami conjured rope and a pair of scissors.

Harry was sort of creeped out and horny at the same time, but we'll leave that for later.

15 minutes later he and Ami returned to their previous places at the Gryffindor table, his hair wasn't messy and it wasn't neat.

Controlled unruliness and Ami felt very smug about it.

So smug that she yanked on Harry's school tie and planted one on him, in the Hall with the school watching.

Ami didn't mind the catcalls and whistles that followed.

And Harry didn't mind as long as he got to kiss Ami.

OWARI