She stood there thinking about all their good times together; when he asked her out while helping Harry find the horcruxes, one of her favorite memories was the time he surprised her with a dozen roses for her birthday. It wasn't the most romantic thing he'd done, but she love it still. She remembered the weeks she'd spent at his house, where they sat around doing nothing all day. She though about the pearl earrings he had given her, that his mom had given him. It was the small things she loved, not the big gestures. Don't think that she didn't like the big gestures, she did. But she loved the little things; opening the door, making her dinner, not eating all the food or drinking all the butterbeer at meals, things like that made her heart skip a beat.
Why she found herself standing at the front door of the burrow with a box in her hands, she didn't know. She wasn't sure of anything at the moment, much less why she was getting ready to make the biggest mistake of her life. She loved him, yes; she also knew that with the recent death of her parents, she couldn't handle a relationship. But how was she going to do it? How do you break up with the most wonderful person in the world?
Just do it quick and painless, she thought, quickly and painlessly break up with the man I love. Oh God. She then started to cry. She wasn't crying only because of what she was getting ready to do to Ron, but because of her parents. Because of pain. Because of hurt. Because love.
Just after wiping her reddened and swollen eyes, she knocked on the Weasley's door. Mr. Weasley answered, looking surprised at her present state. "Hello, Hermione. You're here to see Ron, I'll get him." Mr. Weasley then proceeded to go up stairs to retrieve Ron. Hermione took this chance to sit at the kitchen table. Hermione now tapped her fingers on the table, her nervous habit. When Ron entered the room, she began to cry again.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" Ron asked, sitting down beside her.
Here goes nothing, she thought. "I want to talk about us. I'm not good at this sort of thing, so I'm going to be blunt. I want to break up. I don't regret our relationship, it was wonderful. You were wonderful. But, at this moment, I feel like we're heading somewhere I don't want to go. I'm sorry," Hermione said, handing Ron a box of notes and other items he had given her. She got up, started to the door and said, "Ron, no regrets, and, please, don't remember me." That being said, Hermione walked out of his house, his life and world forever, with no regrets and no memories.