Everyone knows Blaise Zabini—Slytherin’s Quidditch star, effortlessly untouchable, and impossible to read. He used to like you. At least, that’s what he said. “Just a small crush. It’s gone.” Now it’s seventh year, and nothing about him suggests otherwise—except for the way he knows you too well, notices too much, and never makes it a big deal. You never questioned it. Until one Quidditch game. Until one look. And suddenly, everything that felt normal… doesn’t anymore.