[HPforGrownups] LOON correction Re: Banter and other SHIP subjects

[ssk7882 <skelkins@attbi.com>]

I wrote, about the Lupin/Trolley Witch ship:

> > I still think that one's got ample canon support, myself.  ;-)

David agreed:

> Yes, 'go and have a word with the driver' indeed - how transparent.

Indeed!  But it could not have been a happy meeting, could it?  For 
you see, here we have the Case of the Trolley Witch's Smile:

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But what happened to the lunch trolley witch's smile? In Book One, 
we have:

"Around half past twelve there was a great clattering outside in the 
corridor and a smiling, dimpled woman slid back their door and 
said, 'Anything off the trolley, dears?'"

In the beginning of PoA, we have:

"At one o'clock, the plump witch with the food cart arrived at the 
compartment door. . . 'Don't worry, dear,' said the witch as she 
handed Harry a large stack of Cauldron Cakes. 'If he's hungry when 
he wakes, I'll be up front with the driver.'"

(You will note that, in this scene, the children refer to Lupin only 
as *Professor.* They never once use his name in the trolley witch's 
hearing. Keep this in mind, as it is significant.)

But look at what happens to our trolley witch next! End of PoA:

"...when the witch with the tea cart arrived..."

Beginning of GoF:

"The lunch trolley came rattling along the corridor, and Harry 
bought a large stack of Cauldron Cakes for them to share." 

End of GoF:

"They broke off their conversation about what action Dumbledore might 
be taking, even now, to stop Voldemort only when the lunch trolley 
arrived."

Why, that trolley woman just never smiles or twinkles or maternally 
'dears' Harry *again,* does she? She becomes...silent. Sad. 
Brooding.

Clearly something *happened.* Something between her appearance at 
the beginning of PoA and at the book's ending. What became of the 
Trolley Witch's smile?

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Unhappy reunion with old flame.

It is the only explanation which will suffice.



Elkins, always up for a bit of over-analizing of the text