He’d been practising the song for ages, and he’d been outright ecstatic when he was asked to play for this luxurious Muggle theatre on Valentine’s Day. He’d been given free rein to choose whatever piece he wanted so long as it was from the Baroque era. Being the arrogant bastard he was, he’d picked a technically demanding Tartini composition. Though, she supposed she couldn’t call him arrogant now that he’d successfully done what he was only boasting about a few months ago.