To disappear suddenly, usually to avoid getting in trouble.
A person who absconds is an absconder."
I don't wish I could abscond — I wish I could pull a Harry Potter and apparate to London-town. So much is happening in jolly ole England these days — namely royal weddings and "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2" trailers...
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I'm not counting down the days 'til July 15th or anything. (Or am I?) But we've got a more immediate magical story on our hands: the aforementioned Royal Wedding. The bride is decorating Westminster Abbey with 20-foot high trees, meant to mimic the English countryside. What an exquisitely lovely idea, Miss Middleton! The world will be watching and waiting to see it all come together — a modern fairytale come true.
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