Gabrielle Delacour hates being a Veela. She wears tattered beanies, ratty old clothes, denim jackets that are too big for her, and hides behind a pair of fake glasses. She died her her black as soon as she left school and spends almost all of her time hiding in the muggle world. One day she runs across someone she knows. He doesn't recognize her, how could he, but she will always recognize him. Harry Potter.