She watched, impressed with his wandless magic, as Gabrielle could do no such thing. Her wand was still very necessary; perhaps he could teach her... along with the languages.
Taking a glass of champagne from him, she sipped during his question. "I do not know everything about my anscestors, as my parents were not entirely interested in silly love stories, but I think the answer was... determination? A Veela does not think like a human does; there is far less remorse and attachment... and my grandfather just wouldn't go away." She pondered for a moment, thinking of Fleur, and continued. "Honestly though, I'd rather believe she finally fell in love with someone- against the odds, you know? My sister married Bill after years and years of toying with people at Beauxbatons and even Hogwarts. Yes, the Weasley was very determined, but also he is brave and just outright loves her very very much! He would fight off the entire world for her, like a... like a crazy red-headed knight!" She giggled, before becoming serious. My Fleur realized his goodness, and became um... more human?"
She was glad to have explained in her more elaborate French. A strange look came across her face. It was uncomfortable and yet enlightening to talk about her sister, and thus herself, as abnormal. Gabrielle reached for the spot on her shoulder where she knew her hidden certification code to be- the one she had to get from Antonin as a promise to society of no darkness. A pale finger traced its invisible line, and she sighed, forgetting for a moment that Guilian was there. Umbridge was hurting people terribly who did not have connections like hers...