A Gift Fic for the darling Nottheonlyfangirl for her hard work in Ravenclaw, round seven!

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Blaise was angry. Angrier than he had been in his entire life. Except, he wasn't angry about his family – his mother, the disappearances of his father – and he wasn't angry about his friends – their betrayal – and he certainly wasn't angry about anything to do with school except her.

The red-haired wonder Weasley girl had him wrapped up in knots. And he couldn't do anything about it.

Thus, he was sitting at the piano, waiting for his feelings to produce something other than the horrible, aching staccato that filled the room at present. He tried to pour his emotions into the music, but it wasn't at all how he imagined – which was exactly the situation with Ginny Weasley.

He loved her, more than he had loved anyone or anything in his life. More, perhaps, than he loved music. She was this beautiful orb of beauty. So sarcastic, and witty.

But there was the problem. He loved her, and he wanted things to be perfect and free-flowing, and musical. Yet, that wasn't how life turned out. She was supposed to be with Harry Potter – 'wonder boy' as Draco called him – and that was how life had turned out for Blaise Zabini.

His heart was broken, and the chords were broken too.

While she was meant for Harry Potter, Blaise's heart would always be crying out for her.

And the music would never be the same again.

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Thanks for reading!