Gabrielle was nervous, not that she would admit that, though several times she’d considered writing to Nadia to see what the other girl thought of the situation. No, Monsieur Malfoy thought that this was important, and had tasked Cassius with helping her in this aspect. It was to help her unlock and control more of her Veela side, which would help her in the long wrong.
Ultimately, Gabi liked Cassius. He was nice, and he was charming and at the very least he was handsome. He had always been respectful and kind to her, and she wanted to impress him, for his sake and for Monsieur Malfoy (she would hate to be an embarrassment). She struggled with what she should be wearing for such an intimate encounter. After what felt like an eternity of going through her clothing, Gabrielle settled on a simple, matching set of underthings, wanting Cassius to be pleased with what he saw, before putting on a cute skirt and top over them.
When she heard the knock, she took a deep breathe and stood from her vanity, briefly touching the flowers that Lucius had given her. She could be mature about this, though she couldn’t fight the nerves that bubbled in her stomach. Pulling open the door, she leaned against it gently, hoping that she seemed more ready than she felt. “Good evening, Monsieur Warrington.” She greeted him politely, stepping back so that he might enter her room.