Tale of a Summer Girl





A/N: hey! Its me again. I know, I know, I should be working on my other stories, but, for lack of reviews, I'll just stopped for a bit. For those of you who did review, don't worry, I will finish them.



So, this first chapter goes dedicated to..... (drum rolls) A Rose By Any Other Name! Thanks 4 everything Stef!!! Hope you like it! :D



Disclaimer: nothing but the plot and the characters you don't recognise , are mine. The rest of the things are Rowling's.





Chapter 1









An enourmous black limo pulled into the Grangers' driveway. The choffer got out of the car, went to the end of the limo and opened the door. He offered his hand to the occupant, who took it to be able to come out of the car. A perfectly manicured hand came out first, then a mysterious woman around her early twenties, followed.









The woman looked up at the house and observed it with a smile on her face. This house was nothing like any of her luxurious houses, this one was small, but it was cosy and full of love.













"Riiing!" The bell rang, announcing that someone was at the door.





"Hermione, could you get it?" Mrs. Granger said, shouting from the kitchen to her daughter.



"Wait a sec please. I'm finishing the page" Hermione answered, she was in her bedroom, finishing her homework. It was just two weeks into the summer holidays and Hermione had spent those weeks doing her homework for next year (fifth year) at Hogwarts.



"Hermione, please, I'm busy..." Her mother insisted.



"Wait...." Hermione trailed off.



"Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!"



"oh fine. I'm going, I'm going." Hermione said, exasperated. She went out of her room and down the stairs, in a bad mood.



She opened the door and her face changed completely. She wore a huge smile and her eyes were shining with happiness.



"Aunt Jenny!" Hermione greeted her muggle godmother.



"Mya! My, look at yourself, haven't you grown." Jenny said. She was the only one who called Hermione 'Mya' and the girl loved it.



"Well aunt Jenny, we haven't seen each other for two years! I thought you had forgotten all about me!" Hermione said in a mock angry way. She knew that Jenny was an extremely busy person. She was a famous singer in the muggle world.



"I'm sorry, I've been a terrible Godmother, but I will make it up to you, I promise!" Jenny said, tugging her hair nervously. She wore a brown knee- length skirt with an off- the- shoulders white blouse and black high boots. Her hair was tied back in a knot and her sunglasses where over her head. She really had the appearance of a Hollywood star. She was in her early twenties and was quite a successful woman.



"How?" Hermione asked.



" tsk, tsk, Mya, you'll have to wait and see." Jenny said teasingly.



"Oh please, tell me, tell me!" Hermione begged.



"Curiosity killed the cat" Jenny said, with a mysterious smile on her face.

"You're evil." Hermione replied.



" Jenny!" Mrs. Granger exclaimed, coming out of the kitchen.



"Grace! How are you? It's been a while since my last visit, I missed you all so much!" She answered, hugging Mrs. Granger tightly.



"It's nice to see you again Jenny. We've been following you by the TV news, the news papers and the radios, but it isn't the same. The last thing we heard was you were taking vacations and you where going to an unknown place. Now please do tell me how did you get rid of all those reporters" Grace asked her.



"Well it took me some time to convince my managers I needed a rest from everything, I never thought the music business would be so demanding, so they thought that if I really needed a rest, it meant getting away from everything, reporters included. They kept the location I'm going a secret so the press wouldn't be able to follow me." Jenny said, smiling.



"Well, that's great. So where are you going to go? You can stay here if you want to." Grace said.



"Thanks for the invitation but I'll have to reject it. I've got a better plan in mind. But before telling you about it, could I see my brother?" Jenny said, referring to Mr. Granger, also known as Robert.



"Oh, of course. I'll go get him. Make yourself comfortable." Grace said, and went to look for her husband.



"So, tell me, how is Hollywood like? Do you get to see all the famous people? Do reporters constantly follow you? What is it like to record a CD?" Hermione started bombarding Jenny with her questions.



" Calm down Mya." Her godmother said, pulling her to a coach and sitting herself facing her. "There will be a lot of time for us to talk about my life, but you already know most of it since every single detail of it is known world-wide thanks to the press. But now I would like you to tell me everything about your world. The magical world." Jenny said, eyes flashing with admiration towards the only witch in her family, her very own Goddaughter.



"Well, nothing much has changed since last time I told you about it in France. Magical things are just the same, except... remember how I told you about the whole deatheaters thing?" Jenny nodded solemnly. " Well, their lord was brought to life and now he is terrorising the whole wizarding world." Hermione said sadly.



"How bad is it?" Jenny asked her, worried.



"It's just too bad. Their lord is after Harry, remember him? He is one of my best friends. He had a traumatic encounter with him, and I'm so worried about Harry! What if I don't see him again?" Hermione said, getting a bit hysterical.



"Shh, It will be ok, don't worry. God, with all this things you are telling me, plus your school work, you must be more than stressed." Jenny said, thinking that what she had come to tell her was a perfect way for her Mya to relax.



"Jenny!" Robert Granger said, hugging his little sister tightly.

"Rob, I've missed you so much!" Jenny said, returning the hug.



"There is so much we have to talk about! Will you be staying this night?" Robert asked her.



"Sorry, but I can't. As a matter of fact, I only have a couple of hours before my plain takes off." She excused herself.



"oh..." Hermione said, disappointed.



"So, there must be something else than a simple visit if you are in such a hurry" Robert said knowingly, smiling a little.



" Oh Rob, you know me too well!" Jenny said. "the truth is I have an interesting proposal for Mya" she continued



"What?" Hermione asked.



"have you got any plans for this summer?" Jenny asked, a smile plastered on her face.

"Not really..."



"What would you say if I invited you to spend the whole summer with me at a resort.... in Mexico!"



"I'd say yes!" Hermione replied.



"Would you mind if I kept her with me all summer?" Jenny asked Hermione's parents.

"We'll miss you, have fun!" Grace said smiling.

"When are you leaving?" Ron asked her.



"Today. Mya, you've got exactly half an hour to pack."



Hermione run to her bedroom and started packing as fast as she could. She was done just on time. She looked at her books, thinking if she should or shouldn't bring them with her. She finally decided she wouldn't. She just needed to rest too, from school work. She realised that she had developed thoroughly her intellectual ability, but she was lacking from social abilities. She would have to work hard for that one.





She was about to go downstairs when she suddenly remembered about her diary. It had been a welcome-back present from her parents and she had vowed to write on it so as to keep her thoughts in the future. She put it into her hand-bag and went to the living-room, where everyone was waiting.

"I'm ready!" she announced. They all turned and look at her.



" Great! We must be going then. Bye Grace, Robert." Jenny said looking at the couple.



"Good bye, it was nice seeing you again." Robert said.



"Yes, remember you'll always be welcomed here. Have a nice trip".



"Good bye." Jenny said and kissed them both on the cheeks. Hermione did the same, and they went out of the house. When Hermione saw the black limo she was awed. She couldn't move.



"Mya, what happens? Come on!" Jenny said, getting a bit impatient.



"Sorry, but I've never been close to a limo! We are going to the airport in this? Cool!"



Jenny just laughed. The chauffeur got out and opened the back door for them. When Hermione got into it she was even more awed. It had a tv, white coaches, a bar with drinks, a huge cd player and many other things.



"Now that we are away of those old bats, please stop calling me 'aunt Jenny'. It makes me feel old too! Just call me Jenn, ok?"



"ok."



Hermione looked out of the window, seeing the little houses pass by. She would be leaving behind her home for two whole months! She made up her mind that with her home, she would also leave her old bookworm, school-addicted self. For this summer, at least.



















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