"Adam!" Gabrielle couldn't stop the shout from leaving her mouth, turning angrily to the frankly evil people around the Gryffindor table. She hadn't seen who'd cast the spell, didn't even know who Adam had hit with his napkin, but she knew that one of them had caused the yell and the writhing that was coming from the boy. "What have you done to him?!" Her voice was high and incredulous, the question barely asked before she was looking back at Adam, eyes searching for visible injuries. "Are you okay?"

Yes, she was worried, and the fact that Adam was her boyfriends brother definitely played a part in that - would she have reacted the same if it had been some other kid? Honestly, Gabrielle didn't know. But her gasp was strangled when Kale dropped to the floor, eyes searching for whoever had cast the spell (of course, she didn't for a moment think it would be a fellow student, and so she focused on the adults). But she was scared. She'd never admit it, not even to Willa or Leighton, but Gabrielle was royally freaked out.

During the... evil man's speech, the seventh years gaze kept dropping to the boy next to her, worry lines seemingly permanently etched onto her forehead. Was he going to be okay? Was there any permanent damage? And what about the Trent boy?

Casting another look around the table, she focused on Flamsteed - if that was his name. She didn't manage to wonder how the evil guy had known, assuming that they'd just been listening or watching or SOMETHING during the Sorting. Either way, she didn't have the time OR the mental capacity to think about that, not when the kid was crying. "Are you okay?" Gabrielle asked in a loud whisper, eyes full of concern.

When the food and forms arrived, she pushed her plate out of the way - how could ANYONE, really, ANYONE?! eat at a time like this?! Her stomach was knotted, her lip being chewed painfully as she picked up a quill. She could hear the chatters going on around her, and was relieved to know she wasn't the only person who didn't know what Muggle Upliftment meant. Sure, she was older than a lot of these kids, but no one ever said she was smarter.

Forcing a steady hand, she managed to fill out the form, not surprised when it disappeared and her hands were free to start twisting themselves in her lap.