|Thirty One|

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Grand Piano

Am I just, A fool?

Blind and foolish for loving you?

Her fingers danced across the piano, producing a melodic tune as each finger pressed against the keys with precision, not once making an error.

The words followed next, sounds of an angel leaving her strawberry lips.

"The people are talking,

the people are saying that you have been playing my heart, like a grand piano."

The crowd erupted into thunderous claps, acknowledging her talent.

But their cheers didn't matter, because Hermione would die for the attention of one person.

She watched, broken hearted, as his form walked out of the hall.


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