Gabi beamed when Draco comment on the song, though she couldn’t really help the quick flash of emotion that moved across her face as she thought of her mother. “I was nothing more than a pretty little song bird, to my mother. I was to sit beautifully on a shelf until I was called upon to entertain.” She said simply. There was a darkness behind her words, but Gabi didn’t give into it, she barely knew the man in front of her.
“Monsieur Malfoy says we mustn’t leave our wands around, that people could use our lack of them as an opportunity.” Gabrielle explained to him gently. It had been a hard habit to get back into, after she had been without one for several months. She loved her new wand, though she couldn’t help but think the one she’d had from France was better. She watched fondly as the baby ran to his brother.
“Lucius is quite taken with his grand frère, yes?” She said, smiling softly at the two of him. “I suppose It’s the Malfoy charm. Do you wish for me to leave you two alone?’