"Afterwards... I just felt like I was being watched. No matter where I was, no matter who was in the room, I felt like they could see me. The Death Eaters. The ones who'd escaped. Again, it felt like I had this Dementor-like parasite in my body. Every time something happy popped up, or every time I thought we were finally safe, it was swept away into this... fog. When I'd heard Greyback had evaded capture, right before you and Narcissa were granted your pardons..." She stopped talking, looking up at him with tears in her eyes. "That fog dissipated, sort of. I panicked. I don't know how or why I thought it was a good idea to run but it was like everything in my body was screaming at me to hide. To get out of England. Because if I stayed, he'd find me. And everything that Bellatrix had made me see... he'd do to me. It was like everything was closing in on me and I couldn't breath, couldn't think. The only thing I could do was run. And so I did."