Prologue
For many people, Hermione was living the dream life; she had a husband, two beautiful children and a gorgeous house. But she was unhappy- there was no spark, no excitement in her life that she thought she would have with Ron...the spark was there at first but slowly over time it just fizzed out, she felt absolutely nothing when she looked at him or when he touched her. Just nothing.
That's why she had to leave, well that's what she told herself, Hermione wanted to travel the world. She was young by muggle standards, only twenty seven years old and she was already tied down in a loveless marriage. She couldn't take it anymore.
Hermione packed her bags, practically emptying her wardrobe, dumping everything in two suitcases (that obviously had space expansion charms on them). By the time she had finished packing it was half past twelve which meant that she only had two hours before Hugo and Ron came home as Rose was already at Hogwarts. Grabbing a piece of A4 paper and a pen she wrote this note.
I'm so so sorry but I just can not take it anymore. Ron, I don't love you anymore- there's no spark, no excitement and I'm sick of all the drama and lies surrounding our life. I have to get away. Hugo, I love you don't let anybody tell you otherwise, take care of yourself and do well in your studies. Tell the same to Rose can you. I don't know when I'll be back. Goodbye.
After much debate, she slid her wedding ring off her finger and placed it on top of the folded note. Then she apparated away. Out of her family's life. The next time she would see them would be over a decade away.
A/N
Hi guys, I'm trying a new story here. Hope you like it!