You’ll Be There
Request: “Hi I was wondering
if you could write a Neville longbottom x metamorphmagus!reader? Where the
reader likes to hang around Neville and likes to listen to him talking about
the different plants and he notices that hair changes colors when she around
him but it stays the same natural color when they are around other people.”
Pairing: Neville Longbottom
Word Count: 1464
A/n: sorry if this sucks - first time writing this character :)
Today your hair was its natural colour. But to use the word “natural” was somewhat stretching the definition. On normal days, your hair dulled to a brownish-purple colour. Your mother, who had passed down this strange gene, had said that the colour must’ve reflected your content moods. You soon learned in your early days that your hair was a literal mood ring, displaying your emotions for the entire world to see. And you hated it.
You were lucky to have no one tease you for your natural trait, although many handled you with caution when your hair flared a deep red. Friends would often come up and ask you what was wrong if your hair was a sorrowful blue. The only time you felt that people were totally comfortable around you was when your hair was the dark purplish hue that it subjected most of the time. You remembered your first years at Hogwarts, concealing the colour with a hat all the time. Since then you had become more comfortable with the fact that your feelings were an open book, although you still felt a pang of embarrassment whenever you were reminded of it.
It all seemed to change when you met a shy boy in fourth year.