Prologue
Using a charm to carry her trunk down the stairs of the Burrow, Hermione Granger sighed as she mentally went through her plans. She gently set her case down on the ground.
Crying was heard from the kitchen.
Oh Mrs. Wesley the poor woman had been crying since Hermione announced her intention to leave earlier that day.
Ron of course was still upstairs in a huff over the fall out that came after.
Walking quietly into the kitchen, Harry, Ginny, Mr and Mrs Wesley where sitting together at the table.
Hermione stood there at the entrance awkwardly. She knew she was hurting them, She wished that it didn't have to be this way. But she felt like she had no other choice, for her own happiness.
They would begin to detest her for this, leaving them. And they may not know it yet but she was not coming back.