Flash Back:
Harry had defeated Voldemort. The war was over. It was time to morn the loses and celebrate the victory.
Harry came up to her.
"Harry what is wrong?"
"He is gone."
"Who is Gone?"
"Ron, he was captured. I have not seen him. They have pronounced him dead."
"No, no he cannot be dead." She said as tears ran down her face.
"Hermione there is no sign."
"He promised. He promised that after he war we would go one dates and that he would but me flowers and chocolates, and all that, he cannot be dead."
"Hermione…"
She sat around the burrow for the next week waiting for him to walk through the door he never did.
After a week she packed up.
"Hermione don't leave." Yelled Ginny
But it was to late she had Apparated away. She found nothing left for her in the wizarding world.
She boarded the plane for America. As tears swarmed in her eyes threatening to fall as she looked down at the ring that Ron had given her.