Gabrielle met Sara's gazing without flinching. She knew that her hair was wild and her eyes were dark; her Veela was fully out. Would the dark light hide it? She didn't know but she didn't much care at the moment.
Slowly, with a sultry smile, Gabrielle nodded. "Oui," she growled. "I am not zee cute, little redhead. She might beg for you to fuck 'er but it will be you begging me tonight..."
Closing the distance, Gabrielle started to climb atop Sara. Pressing her lips to the sexy Slytherin's, Gabrielle tried to push her down on the bed. Reaching for her wrists, her incredibly strong grasp closed around them as she sought to control her.