The snow made soft crunching noise as people walked by. Cold wind whipped through Hogsmeade leaving its mark on their noses. Children ran freely through the streets; their Mothers yelling after them. It was quite inside Madam Puddifoot's Coffee Shop. The atrocious pink walls romantic decorations were nauseating. Teenagers were everywhere. I felt quite lonely sitting there by myself but it was the only place that I wouldn't run into anybody that I knew. I didn't want to explain why I wasn't with Ron. Everyone knew Ron and I had something. It was obvious.
After the war, Ron and I got married. We were married for three years before things went sour. Ron would be out till four in the morning doing who knows what. He would come home smelling strong of alcohol and perfume. We would fight constantly; most of the fighting was about stupid things. I would start most of them. I slowly started to become depressed in the last year of our marriage. I couldn't tell anybody about our issues. My friends and family thought our life was perfect. I would be so close to telling Ginny about our troubles but I didn't want to worry her. Harry and Ginny were planning their wedding at the time. They have so much love for each other. I wish I could say the same about Ron and I. In the last few months of our marriage, we tried to make it work. We really did. So much that I am now pregnant with his child, Divorced and pregnant. I found out I was six weeks pregnant yesterday. I called Ron to tell him the news but he hung up. I never thought my life would end up like this. I finished my last year at Hogwarts and was on my way to a successful job. Now, I'm pregnant with no husband. Life is great isn't it?