He felt something of a stalker as he watched Rachel entered the party.
Gabriel had known when she would be arriving, what she would be wearing (for the most part), and felt quite ill for his investigative actions. It wasn't particularly
hard to find out her schedule; he had made it a point to reintroduce himself to Giada Dorny, who he would be seeing around the WWN offices from now on. Gabriel remembered her to be quite loquacious, and it was rather easy to prompt her to speak about her plans, and her friend, for the evening.
Now all he had to do was approach her, and find out how this evening was going to
end. Gabriel had given the arrangement a lot of thought over the past week or so that he'd known. When he'd first heard of his parents' plans with the Englewoods, he'd been aghast and humiliated; this was only to repair the
damage either of them had done to their reputations (though Gabriel was unaware the cause Rachel's fall from grace). He should not feel ashamed about his son, or who he felt he could socalize with.
But...after mulling the idea over, this really was the answer he'd been praying for during his entire ordeal with Mary. Gabriel had wished for
anything that would make him, once more, the son that his parents loved, without having to give up Michael from his life. They were accepting his son now that Mary was out of the picture, but imagine if he were to marry a pureblooded woman? It would make everything right, and he would be able to be his son's father, and...
...it still had some kinks. Gabriel knew Rachel's personality from Hogwarts, he had avoided her, and he had been a year ahead! So who knew how this would play out, but he was willing to see. If she did not want his attentions, he would not force his attentions on her. There was going to be no forcing, there was going to be understanding. Hopefully.
"Miss. Englewood," Gabriel greeted quietly, coming from behind Rachel. He wondered if he should have to announce that he was the one she was intended for, or if Rachel would figure it out for herself. He really hoped he didn't have to explain, "You look astonishing this evening."
