Her King, His Picture Girl

"...But Colin wasn't listening. He was staring at the picture as it slid from the slot and, slowly but surely, lightened. The first thing that he saw was her freckles. And then her eyes. Her beautiful eyes, the color of chocolate and caramel. He knew now. Ginny's heart was warm, as warm as Harry's was. Maybe even warmer." / Round 3 Entry (Quidditch League Fanfiction Competition)