Many in the magical community found the idea of immigrating to America daunting. Those living under the rule of more structured European governments especially so. Muggle America had united under one ruler and parliamentary system, but the magical states remained as such – greatly divided. With different laws and rulers, it was no easy task to choose a sage and prosperous new home.
After much research and several failed visits to various States, Gabrielle Delacour decided to live in New York City. While it was true that they had recently dealt with an alien invasion, the muggles dubbed by their general population as 'superheroes' seemed to have things in hand.
And if they did not? Well, an angry Gabrielle was a force to be reckoned with all the same.
France was wonderful, and Gabrielle loved her family. But she was 26 and it was time for a major change. Her parents had never truly understood her passions, though they had encouraged her as much as they found appropriate. When they had begun to hint at yet more trips to the Veela Colonies, or to more seasonal balls, she knew it was time to forge her own path. She wasn't interested in being a wife to a high-society wizard or in getting busy making little Veela.
To Fleur's endless amusement, Gabrielle's true joy lay in Herbology. While Charms came easily to those of Veela blood, Herbology was a challenge that she had always cherished.
To that end, her research and experimentation had led her to be a rather respected contributor to several publications, including Herbologists Quarterly, Flora, and Magical Gardening Today. Being published had in turn led to some wonderful correspondences from respected Herbologists around the world.
The opportunity to share ideas with those great minds had made her realize how much she was missing by not fully pursuing her passion.
And that's how she found herself in Brooklyn.