Pansy, Narcissa, LUPIN!

[tigerpatronus]

No: HPFGUIDX 86408


A rose is a rose is a . . . lupin. 

I was reading another book (The Black Prince, Iris Murdoch, Look! 
More flower name synchronicity!) and the characters walked through a 
garden filled with *lupins!* I didn't know this was a flower. (I 
don't garden much. I've been urban for years now.) 

And as much as there is a "wolfy" connotation to Remus Lupin's name, 
I wonder if there is a connection to the Flower Power Theories. Some 
meanings for the flower "lupin" stolen directly from websites: 


Herbs and their hidden meanings: Lupin = dejection. (This certainly 
describes RL.)

Blue Lupin - Do you suffer from frustration, depression or despair? 
Do you tend to make things more complicated than they really are? Do 
you tend to suffer from headaches and digestive disorders? (Turning 
into a wolf and eating people can cause headache and indigestion. 
Also could be that the lupin is used as a remedy for Dementer-
associated illnesses. Hmmm.) 

Mimulus - Do you have fears of known things, i.e. illness, death, 
pain, heights, darkness, the dentist etc..? When you are confronted 
with a frightening situation do you become too paralyzed to act? (Had 
to throw in a reference to Neville's Mimbleplant.) 
  
Blue Lupin  
This remedy links the pineal gland, the organ of spiritual 
perception, with the pituitary gland, the organ of metabolic control 
and balance. The optimal functioning of these two glands is essential 
for eliminating confusion and remembering who we are. (Perhaps 
Lupin's future role in HP's life?) 

Lupin - Helps difficulties rooted in the past. Lets the light in and
heals past issues. (Hmmm!) 

I admit that I was "rooting around," looking for evidence to support 
the ESE!Lupin theory, and lupin plants are mildly alkaloid and 
somewhat poisonous, but I'm not sure that's relevant. It might be 
more interesting if there's a wizarding family out there that uses 
flower names for children like the Black family uses astronomical 
names. This might suggest RL's lineage. Perhaps he's Narcissa's 
cousin on the side that uses flower names. 

TK -- Tigerpatronus 


One more bit of bizarre synchronicity . . . 

And now for something completely different: 

The Dennis Moore Sketch from Monty Python's Previous Record & TV 
Series
 
                            England, 1747
 
(Sounds of a coach and horses, galloping)
 
Cleese:  Stand and deliver!

Chapman: Not on your life (SHOT) ... aagh!
 
(Girl screams)
 
Cl: Let that be a warning to you all.  You move at your peril, for I 
have two pistols here.  I know one of them isn't loaded any more, but 
the other one is, so that's one of you dead for sure...or just about 
for sure anyway.  It certainly wouldn't be worth your while risking 
it because I'm a very good shot.  I practise every day...well, not 
absolutely every day, but most days in the week.  I expect I must 
practise, oh, at least four or five times a week...or more, really, 
but some weekends, like last weekend, there really wasn't the time, 
so that brings the average down a bit.  I should say it's a solid 
four days' practice a week...At least...I mean...I reckon I could hit 
that tree over there.  Er...the one just behind that hillock.  The 
little hillock, not the big one on the...you see the three trees over 
there?  Well, the one furthest away on the right...  (fade)
 
(Fade up again)
 
Cl:  What's the...  the one like that with the leaves that are sort 
of regularly veined and the veins go right out with a sort of um...

Girl: Serrated?

Cl: Serrated edges.

Id: A willow!

Cl: Yes.

Id: That's nothing like a willow.

Cl: Well it doesn't matter, anyway.  I can hit it seven times out of 
ten, that's the point.

Id: Never a willow.

Cl: Shut up!  It's a hold-up, not a Botany lesson.  Now, no false 
moves please.  I want you to hand over all the lupins you've got.

Jones: Lupins?

Cl: Yes, lupins. Come on, come on.

Id: What do you mean, lupins?

Cl: Don't try to play for time.

Id: I'm not, but... the *flower* lupin?

Cl: Yes, that's right.

Jo: Well we haven't got any lupins.

Girl: Honestly.

Cl:  Look, my friends.  I happen to know that this is the Lupin 
Express.

Jo: Damn!

Girl: Oh, here you are.

Cl: In a bunch, in a bunch!

Jo: Sorry.

Cl: Come on, Concorde! (Gallops off)

Chorus (sings):
 Dennis Moore, Dennis Moore, galloping through the sward,
 Dennis Moore, Dennis Moore, and his horse Concorde.
 He steals from the rich, he gives to the poor,
 Mr Moore, Mr Moore, Mr Moore.