Gabrielle looked up from Victoire as she heard her sisters voice, and gave her an annoyed glare. Really, was this necessary?
'I'm not a little girl,' she pointed out. 'And you're the one bringing it up, not me. I am trying to play with Victoire.' She kept her gaze on her sister, then turned it back to Victoire as the girl pulled her arm to get her attention. The smile back on her face when she did.
Why couldn't everyone be like Victoire? Simple, easygoing and happy? Really, it would have been so much easier if they were. Especially as she didn't really dare to look up at Harry yet. Not that she hadn't been looking at him, but from there to actually seeking him out - even when it came to eye contact. Well her stomach made flips just thinking about it.