A horrifying chill went down her spine, cold and uninvited. What if Draco didn’t want her anymore? What if he now fancied the pianist he’d spent time practising with more than he’d ever cared for her? What if he was thinking of replacing her with a better, prettier, and more talented woman? What if he didn’t think she was worthy enough of him because she knew nothing about playing music? What if he’d actually always wanted a girl who could play the piano? What if—