III. Hermione
She knows how it's supposed to end. She's a smart girl. She studies hard. And, well, he always adored her and how can she say no to even the smallest bit of adoration? When you're the smart girl no one falls in love with you. No one sees you. No one dances you away under the stars among the roses on a moonlit night. You're just books and dust and ink and exam answers. So she soaks up any romance that comes her way and doesn't think twice about it.
It's almost funny the way these things work out. She always had the answers but now she's asking the questions. He still adores her. But she's full of adoration now. She soaked it all up and now she isn't hungry. She feels empty and full. At night, she dreams of different eyes looking at her than the closed ones beside her. For the first time in her life the smart girl wants change.
What will the smart girl do this time? Somewhere she knows that there are eyes like the ones she dreams about. She knows that someone is waiting for her. Someone who will kiss her in a different way than she's been kissed. Someone who will hold her in a different way than she's been held. She has to find change.
She leaves a note on the kitchen table and doesn't think twice.