Somehow she had managed to avoid the appearance of the house elf that had accosted her the day before. Likely because she had gotten a student to put a note on the door stating they'd be having class outside. She was banking on the fact that the elf couldn't read the note to know where she was with her students. She'd had her classes all morning outside, which was lovely, they were able to see how the earth magic they were learning was able to affect the earth around them in action.

But by the time lunch rolled around, she was starving. She couldn't eat in her classroom like she usually did just in case he was waiting in there for her. So she'd ventured into the Great Hall and found a seat at the head table for the professors in a very public spot so that if the elf decided to approach her, there would be witnesses to see that she wanted nothing to do with him and maybe someone would be able to get the Headmaster there to take control of the situation.

She was eating quietly, watching the Gryffindors at their table. If she hadn't had her kids and Xander had died with them being childless, she would have applied to be their matron in an instant. But Beth and Zachariah were more important to her now more than ever. And then she felt it. Eyes on her. More intense than that of anything she'd felt for the rest of the day so far. It was here. The house elf was here and he was watching her. Rather than cringe away, she straightened her back and turned to a professor next to her. She was determined to avoid Woopy as much as humanly possible. That was the key: as much as humanly possible.