Written for Hogwart's Romance Awareness Challenge, Day Seventeen: You see through your soulmate's eyes, and the Love In Motion Event: HarryGinny.

Word count: 407

into your eyes

There was something fundamentally different about seeing your own face through your soulmate's eyes, something almost sacred in its grandeur.

Sometimes, though, it was just lighthearted and sweet, even if noticing the double edge of her vision still stook Ginny's breath away at first.

"Do I really have these many freckles?" she asked, pondering on the way her cheeks seemed to be entirely covered in them in Harry's vision. She didn't think she remembered there being so many in the mirror this morning.

"What do you mean?" Harry replied, startled. The vision of her own face flickered and vanished, until all that filled Ginny's vision was only what her eyes could see.

Ginny gestured at her face and their eyes pointedly. "Do you really see me with so many freckles?" she repeated.

To her surprised, Harry blushed a little. It never seemed to make her smile, how Harry never quite knew how to be as confident in his romantic feelings as he was in everything else - of course, it also made her incredibly mad, when she remembered exactly why (and who was responsible) for her soulmate's constant surprise when someone told him they loved him.

"You do have many of them," Harry replied slyly, snapping Ginny out of her thoughts.

Ginny frowned, fingers reaching for her cheeks absent-mindedly. "But they don't actually eat up half of my face, do they?"

"Ginny," Harry said, staring at her with a fond smile as he took her hand in his, "your freckles are beautiful. You could have a thousand of them or none at all, and it wouldn't change a single thing to me. I love you."

Laughing, Ginny discreetly tried to blink away a few tears. "Damn you, Potter, how do you always do this to me?"

"I just tell you how I feel, I guess?" Harry shrugged. His smile gave him away though - he knew exactly what he was doing to her with his spontaneous romantic confessions.

"Well, you should keep doing that then," Ginny replied primly.

"I will," Harry promised, eyes staring straight into hers, and oh, she was seeing double again, his sight layered over hers.

She looked impossibly beautiful through his eyes, and Ginny couldn't help but hope that whatever he saw through her eyes when she looked at him, it made him feel the way she was feeling right now.

From his wide smile, she rather thought it did.