The part-Veela giggled sheepishly, realizing what a strong influence their Weasley father had had on Fleur's children. "Lucas and Charlotte prefer to emulate fairies. And pirates. And, ehm... fairy pirates." She imagined some sort of ugly creature with a hook for a hand and petite wings, but quickly straightened her train of thought. "Pirates seem to be the popular trend amongst the children of Hogsmeade!"
"Ah, magnifique!" she smiled, happy to have someone equally enthusiastic about making their own destiny. She felt a special connection to Guilian as he explained his desire for independence.
While Guilian's help with languages seemed like a valuable asset, Gabrielle would not feel talked down to. "I think I manage to get admirable deals simply by being what I am," she said with a proud tone that bordered on arrogance. After a moment of suspense, she winked, "Help me if you must!"
Her voice became airy as his hand met her pale skin. "I see. I suppose you would know that better than most." His touch was not unwelcome, as their conversation had found many common bonds between them. Cautiously (but not ashamed), she stepped closer, allowing her shoulder and upper arm to be against his chest. She liked the companionship, and Guilian seemed surprisingly able to control himself. Still, she would watch his reactions closely in case of any spur-of-the-moment loss of composure.
Standing silently, she caught him staring. For once, Gabrielle did not dismiss the attention as just another look from just another boy, because this one had expressed several times now their sameness. He was setting out on his own from his family, and had a sadness about him that she felt she could fix with her own, similar experiences.
"Ehm... actually... I think I would like to stay out here a bit longer," she said, "because I want you to share something with me. Before, when we first saw each other, you seemed upset, and now you do not. I do not mean to be rude, I promise, I have just come to care about your well-being through our talk, and maybe it is too much, and I only mean to-" she stopped rambling abruptly.