Dumbledore looked at me in complete sympathy.
"What is it you wish to do Miss Weasly?" he asked
"I...want to finish Hogwarts Professor...But I don't want...to have the baby here...I don't want...Harry's baby to be shamed...just cause we never married," I whispered
"I understand," said Dumbledore "You may leave and I will sort something out for you,"
After I'd left the office, I wandered out into the open again.
Once in the safety of Hogesmaid I wandered around the town. Many people looked at me with pity and I hated it.
Finally sick of the looks I walked away, towards the floo station in the three broom sticks.
There I dropped floo powder into the station and left to the cemetery, the one where we buried Harry.

The cemetery was eerily quiet and the wind blew through my hair. Over my head, four stone gargoyles loomed over my head.
Soon the rain came. It was just like the day of the funeral.
Around my self I could see images of people telling me they were sorry, images to the black umbrella and images of me, standing just outside the gate.
Ahead of me Harry's tomb stone was. It was to me now as the lightning flashed that there was a still a hole in the ground. That whole was in my heart as well as my head. I Couldn't understand why Harry hadn't let me die with him. But I did understand really, he wanted his baby to grow up even if he wasn't there to see it.

I looked up into the cloudy sky and there... barely visible... was the moon. It was bright and full. Then I heard something- a low growl. I jumped, caught off guard, and began looking around frantically.

"Hello?" My voice squeaked. "Is- Is anyone there? Hello?" I asked again. I couldn't see anything out there but I knew something was out there... or some one. Then I heard a rustling noise in some nearby bushes. I jumped again.

I turned around and ran back. I didn't care where I was going - I just couldn't stay there. There were all sorts of creatures that could've been out at that time of night. Plus - it was a full moon which meant that there was a good chance it could've been a werewolf. Then it struck me. Werewolf! Of course! I left off to Hogwarts and sat down in front of the front doors. I sat and waited... because I knew that there was indeed a werewolf out there... and now I knew who it was.

Remus stepped out of the bushes, growling lowly in his wolf form.
I was afraid but as I looked into his wolf eyes his expression softened.
He lay down on the ground beside Harry's grave stone and then I sat beside him.
I could see tears in his huge wolf eyes so gently I wiped them away.

Carefully and gently I rested my head on the back of his neck and closed my eyes. The soft fur on his body gave me comfort and soon I was lulled into a deep sleep.
Remus never moved until he changed. When he changed back into a human he picked me up and carried me carefully up to the castle.