I didn't know where I was running. But I guess the shock kept everyone rooted in place for a few moments at least, because I was completely out of sight of everyone by the time I apparated away.

Yes, yes, I know I'm not supposed to do that anymore, what with the baby and all, but it was fine, and I promise not to do it again.

I wasn't entirely sure where I was, but it looked familiar, so I turned around.

Hogsmeade

I breathed a sigh of relief. I wasn't sure where I would end up, as there were far to many thoughts running through my mind to settle on one place. Just as well I ended up here and not in Knockturn Alley.

Incidentally, I was directly in front of the Hog's Head, and I decided to go in there to wash my face. Tears were causing my mascara to clump against my eyes, and I'm sure my face was very red.

Oh, and I was in a wedding dress.

So, my head held high, shoulders back, I lifted the increasingly muddy dress and walked with as much dignity as possible into the Hog's Head.

"We're closed," Aberforth said without turning to look at me.

"Please can I wash up here?" I pleaded.

He turned around. "Sweet Merlin, child! What have you gone and done to yourself?"

"I've run from my wedding," I told him.

He rolled his eyes and, seemingly against his better judgment, sat me down, gave me a butterbeer, and made me tell him the whole story.

He nodded slowly through the whole story, handing me tissues when I needed them. When I was done, all he said was, "Here," and handed me a key with Room 3 scrawled on it.

I felt tears forming in my eyes as I thanked him.

"Don't get all weepy on me girl," he said gruffly. "This isn't for permanent, ya hear? Just until you decide where you wanna go."

And with that, he left. But that's okay. I think he's a nice person, he just doesn't know how to talk to people.

******

That night I took a four hour bath.

Of course, it wasn't a total waste of time. I did a lot of thinking during that time.

I thought about all sorts of things. First I was just sitting their, thinking of baby names. I was hoping I'd have a girl. I could be a single mother with a little girl. But I didn't know the first thing about little boys.

So I thought about the pros and cons of baby boys and girls for a while.

Then I thought about George. I felt so very guilty for leaving him at the altar like that. But as I said before, I think he was more relieved than anything. Mrs. Weasley I as a little afraid of, but I think this was one marriage she'd been opposed to from the start.

So after I thought about that, I wondered where I planned on going. I actually had quite a bit of money. George and I weren't exactly going on a honeymoon, but we were going to spend a few days away somewhere, to get away from everything. Instead of having to pack everything, I'd learned a spell where I could fit everything I needed into one small bag, so most of my important possessions were in a small blue purse I'd tucked into my dress.

And so that problem was solved.

But still, I needed a plan. I needed a place to live, a job, a way to care for my baby. How was I supposed to get a job while I was pregnant? No one's going to hire someone who's going to need maternity leave in just a few months.

That's another thing. How will I get around? I can't apparate, I'm already four months pregnant.

So then I thought about that for a while, and by this time, I'd wasted a lot of time and hot water, and accomplished absolutely nothing.

Wonderful.

*****

When I woke up the next morning, there were eggs and bacon in front of my door. My eyes again filled with tears at how nice Aberforth was being.

That was when I realized something. I couldn't stay here. I couldn't stay anywhere.

I needed to get out. I needed to be somewhere where no one would ask me questions or try and hold me still. I needed to be away.

So I put everything back into my purse, hugged Aberforth goodbye against his will, and left.

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