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Proffesor Snape 
Though the carts did take rather sharp turns, Elinor wasn't the slightest bit bothered, preferring to cling to the briefcase than to the side of the cart. The initial jolt was a bit disorienting, but nothing she couldn't handle. The chill, however, was indeed uncomfortable. The constant motion of the cart made keeping body heat impossible. She had forgotten that since her last visit.
The cart rocked back and forth on the tracks, a motion Sturnik found relaxing. He turned to look back at Elinor shivering slightly.
"Are you cold?" he asked shrugging out of his Gringotts vest and offering it to her. It was cold down here, why didn't they ever install heating?
It was a rather short trip down to her vault. It wasn't one of the deep ones, and she looked like she wouldn't have survived one of those trips anyways.
The cart came to an abrupt stop and Sturnik hopped out of the cart and waddled over to her vault door. The brazened 444 stood out sharply against the blackness of the vault door. He took her key and turned it in the lock while stroking a finger down the door jam. It was unnecessary for a vault at this level but he was trying to impress Elinor. He stood back with a flourish,
"You're vault." he said with a lopsided smile on his face.