I get back home and your gone.
I'm....I'm....pregnant...I'm going to have a baby. I'm going to be a mother. Benjy's going to be a fath--oh no, what if--oh god, what if he doesn't want it? I mean, I know we're too young, but the thought of getting rid of it--what if he leaves me? NO, no. Benjy's not like that. He wouldn't he's not like Dolohov or anyone else for that matter. I wish he was here--that way I wouldn't worry about how to tell him later...oh bloody hell.
How am I going to tell him?
I'm coming over, I need company...if your working I'll wait for you at your place if that's alright, I--I can't be here right now. - Emmeline.
I'm feeling under the weather, so I'd say it's a good bet to stay a ways off if you don't want to get sick.