Summer of Love
Author's Note: Hey every1. Sorry that this has taken ages to get out but it is finally here! I've just been so busy w/ skool & exams. So please enjoy this chapter and remember to reivew.
Chapter Eleven: Good News
Jazzy's P.O.V
The little baby down the hall was stirring. Not from lack of sleep or from the sunlight pouring in her uncurtained room. It was because she felt something fantastic in her heart. She was only eleven months old so she couldn't explain what it was. It was like something heavy had been lifted off the weight of her shoulders.
She had heard her sister crying at night, wishing that she could be with the Man of her Dreams or the Love of her Life. Little Jazzy whimpered when she heard her sister, her heart breaking for her. She was not even a year old yet but Jazzy knew Hermione's pain. She could feel it. The bond between her and her sixteen-year-old sister was just uncanny.
When Jazzy was placed in Harry's arms for the first time she could feel it. She knew that he was 'The One.' The one who would fulfill Hermione's every dreams. The one would who make her double over with laughter. The one who comfort her in the deepest, darkest moments. Harry James Potter and Hermione Marie Granger were meant to be. They were destined for each other. It was really a case of true love.
Jazzy strained her little ears to listen for any giggling sounds from the insperable duo. She closed her tired eyes when she realized that there was not a sound in the spacious huosehold. She rolled over on her side and slept on.
When Jazzy woke later that Saturday morning, she still couldn't hear the sound of voices. So, she decided to investigate. She sat up quickly and pushed her thick pink blanket aside. She made sure her fuzzy little brown teddy-bear with the pink bow around it's neck was safely tucked away in her blanket. She rubbed her eyes, yawned and lifted her arms straight above her head, like she was waiting for someone to pick her up. She then crawled over to the end of her cot and grabbed the thin sheet that she never slept with. She got tangled in it and was a little scared of it, to be frank. She held it tightly in her small hand and threw it with all her might, which wasn't very much but she was still alot stronger than other eleven-month old baby girls. She had to repeat the process at least three times before she finally got it to drap over the railings. She walked on her knees over to the very edge of the bars and skillfully tied the blanket loosely to one thick bar.
She started to prepare herself. She stretched her arms high. She sat down and reached for her toes. She then knew she was ready for action.
She put her tiny legs around one solid bar, grabbed the blanket and hoisted herself up. She didn't count how many times she fell but she wasn't going to stop. Finally, she was on the other side.
She gently plopped down on the carpet and straighted the sleeves on her pajamas up. She craned her neck to listen for any sounds but couldn't find any. She got down on her hands and knees and started her destination to her big sisters room.
It seemed like her room was miles away. And for a little baby, it probably was. But still she kept going, eager to be in her sister's loving arms. She passed the small balcony off to the side, Harry's room and then finally she had reached Hermione's bedroom. The door was open slightly, as if something knew that she was coming. She gently headbutted it open and entered Hermione's room.
The light snores of someone sleeping filled her ears. She wrinkled her brow in confusion. No, that couldn't be Hermione. Her sister was like an angel when she slept; completely silent and unmoving.
But as she ventured closer, she realized that it was in fact not her sister but someone else. Someone who went by the name of Harry Potter.
Jazzy giggled to herself. He sounded like her Daddy but she wasn't going to complain. It was just...well...comforting.
The journey to the large bed was unnerving. Jazzy stood up but lost her balanced. So she tried again but the same thing happened. She sighed heavily, rolled her beauitful eyes and stood again. This time, she got the edges of Hermione's blankets before she cuold fall. Now the only way obstacle was that she had to climb up the very high (in her opinion) bed.
She didn't know how but minutes later, she was up... on Harry's lap. She giggled to herself again and crawled poast him and over to her sister. It was quite difficult as there were many arms and legs tangled around. She managed to pry Harry's limp arm off Hermione's tiny waist so she could get through.
She squeezed herself in-between the two teens and lay down, panting and out of breath. She closed her eyes and then opened them again. She then rolled onto her side and tried to figure out the perfect way to wake up her sister, without annoying her.
She reached out an arm and then placed a hand on Hermione's cheek and stroked it. It was a good technique, Hermione always did that when she needed Jazzy to wake up. But Hermione was a deeper sleeper than Jazzy was. Oh well, on to plan B.
She knew poking wouldn't work so tried something a little more edgy.
She pried one of Hermione's brown eyes open and then blew right on her pupil. Hermione's eyes flutttered a few times before they finally opened up. She looked around her room, and then found Jazzy, who was smiling. She screamed and jumped upright. Jazzy started to laugh at Hermione's reaction. But before she could get five giggles in, Harry was awake, sitting up right in the bed, and looking frantically around.
"What is it babe?" he asked, trying to find the culprit.
"Oh nothing, it's just that my little sister here has decided to wake me up in the most uncomfortable manner," Hermione explained as she crossed her arms across her chest.
"What did she do?" Harry asked, wondering how Jazzy would be able to make Hermione uncomfortable.
"She blew in my eye," Hermione explained, sulking. Harry laughed because of her silly tone. Hermione rolled her eyes, poked her tongue out and wagged it up and down, causing Jazzy to bust out with laughter. "What's the time?" Hermione asked abrutly.
Harry leaned to the right to see the higlighted stance on Hermione's clock. "10:02." Hermione shurgged her shoulders.
"At least she didn't wake us up early." Harry shuddered.
"Too right. Well, I think we need some breakfast so it will be best if we get up now," he announced, throwing the silky covers off him, stretching and yawning at the same time before getting up and padded out the door to get changed.
"Well, we better get you dressed Jazzy," Hermione said to Jazzy in her adorable baby vioce while tapping her tiny button nose. Jazzy squirmed and giggled before standing up to wrap her tiny arms around Hermione's neck. Hermione scooted over to the edge of the bed and placed both feet firmly on the ground. She kissed Jazzy's forehead and walked down the long hallway to reach Jazzy's nursery. As soon as they entered, Hermione noticed the sheet tied to the bars of Jazzy's crib. She gave her sister a stern look, which Jazzy returned with a warm smile, making Hermione's heart melt. "Y'know, if you weren't so cute, you'd be dead meat now," Hermione warned her sister.
She strided over to the large oak dresser, opened it and started to look for some clothes for Jazzy to wear.
"How's this?" Hermione asked, pulling out a white cotton dress with floral pink summer prints. She dressed Jazzy in the dress, which immediately cooled her down and then went to get her shoes. On Jazzy's tiny feet she put on a pair of baby-blue Converse hi-tops and tucked the laces in. She put a thin silver headband with a fragile butterfly to keep the hair of Jazzy's face and then put a gold bangle on her wrist and gold teddy-bears in her ears.
"Don't you look adorable?" a handsome male voice entered the room. Hermione smiled to herself and spun around.
"Yes she does, as usual!" Harry took Jazzy into his arms.
"Breakfast is ready-"
"Harry! You shouldn't be making breakfast! You're the guest!" Hermione said in a high-pitched vioce. Harry pretended to be annoyed. He stamped his feet and pouted.
"Ohhhh! But I wanna make breakfast!" he whinged in a whiny voice. Hermione stuttered and made her way over to him, kissing him in a sexy manner, causing Harry to go weak at the knees.
"Mmmm. Her-mi-one-st-op," he struggled to say. Hermione pulled away, a pained look on her face. "I was about to drop Jazzy," Harry explained.
"Oh."
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Regular P.O.V
Hermione's mobile phone rang as soon as she got changed into jeans and a navy blue Superman shirt. She hurried to her dresser and flipped it open after she had set Jazzy on the floor, who immediately started to suck her thumb.
"Hello?"
"OHMIGAWD!" she heard a vioce shriek on the other end. Hermione held the phone away from her ear.
"Um, is that you Maddy?"
"Yes! Oh...my...God...you'll never believe who we will be seeing next Friday. Guess?"
"If it's anyone but Bon Jovi then I don't want to know," Hermione tapped her foot impatiently.
"Better."
"Who can be better than-"
"THE JOBROS! That's right my friend, I have four tickets to see the Jonas Brothers live. And guess where it is? That's right my friend, the place where you and Harry had your first dinner together as a couple. Don't you just love me?" Maddy gushed.
"What the-? Maddy, you are awesome! You totally rock! Girl, I seriously love you...Nick is a lucky guy.." Hermione sighed and slapped a hand to her heart.
"I know! Dad offered them to play and they said yes. And, do you want to know something even better?" Maddy didn't wait for Hermione's reply. "WE HAVE V.I.P. PASSES! WE ARE GOING TO MEET THE JONAS BROTHERS!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Hermione screamed at the top of her lungs. Harry burst into the room at top speed, clutching a piece of blank paper and swinging it aruond madly.
"What is it babe? What? I'll get it!" Harry shouted fiercly with his eyes tightly shut. Hermione raised her eyebrows.
"What were you trying to do? Paper cut it to death?" Hermione grunted. Harry's eyes snapped open.
"Why were you screaming? You gave me a heart attack!" Harry put a hand to his heart for effect.
"I was screaming because next Friday, we are going to see the Jonas Brothers!" Hermione squealed quietly, for Jazzy's sake.
"Who?" Harry crinkled his nose. Hermione's mouth dropped open. She was just about to respond when they hear Maddy's speak muffled. She thought that Hermione was listening. She pressed the phone back to her ear.
"-And then we can ask if they wanna meet us for dessert...maybe we can meet Frankie...I seriously hope Nick doesn't have a girlfriend. If I wasn't dating Nick, I would totally date Nick! Isn't that ironic? I have a crush on two guys and they are both called Nick. How does that work?"
"Okay, Maddy, you are totally sending me bonkers. So, stop! Don't talk about dating Nick and wanting to date Nick because it is just confusing me! And second of all-" but she was interrupted.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. You know how in love I am with Nick Jonas. And next Friday, we will meet him! It is just a dream come true! Oh, and Demi Lovato is their opening act," Maddy informed brightly.
"Oh really? Wow, I love her song "Don't Forget!" It's on my iPod. The lyrics are so amazing and so is her voice," Hermione gushed. Ever since she watched Camp Rock, Hermione was hooked on everything Jonas Brothers. She brought all their albums, tried to find their Bebo pages and even sent fan letters to them. Joe was her absolute favourite! He was cute, funny, smart..just what a girl wanted. Everything Harry was. Hermione was also fond of Demi Lovato. She considered her voice to be one of the best she had heard.
"Now honey, drumroll please," Maddy suddenly stated.
"Are there more surprises?"
"Yes! This is the best one! Wait for it...wait for it...wait for it-"
"Hurry up!" Hermione cried impatiently.
"Well, the Jonas Brothers are asking people to write a song for them. We have to send in our entries by Wednesday. They will announce the winner at the concert. The winner will record a duet with the JoBros and go with them to America for a couple of weeks!" Hermione screamed again. Harry blocked his ears.
Hermione just knew she was going to win, she could feel it!
"Maddy, if I win, I'll take you with me...and Harry of course. And Nick. I will have to leave Jazzy with my Auntie Mollie, so Jazzy can play with my baby cousin Grace," Hermione promised, her hands shaking in excitement.
"Okay, thanks, well, I have to go, I haven't finished breakfast. See you seen. Love ya Mullow!"
"Alright, see you soon Bolony!" Hermione clicked the 'End' button. She spun around to face Harry.
"Why did you scream again?" Hermione told him the good news. "So...bascially if you win, we all get to go to America?" Hermione nodded, biting her lip gently. "That is-" Hermione braced herself. "-So cool!" Hermione let out a big sigh of relief. She strided over to hug Harry.
"Aw thanks, I'm really glad you're okay about it!"
"Of course I am! This is your dream, there is not way in hell that I will ruin it for you. I love you," he whispered sweetly, rubbing her back.
"Me too," Hermione mumbled into his chest. Harry laughed a quiet, musical laugh.
"That's my favourite girl..." They stayed like that for a few minutes before they heard a loud cough. The broke aprt to find Jazzy smiling up at them. Hermione picked her adorable baby sister up. Jazzy snuggled into Hermione's chest. It was them that Harry realized what Hermione was wearing.
"Um, Superman?" He questioned. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Duh! Superman rules!" Hermione lifted her free arm in a Superman stance.
"Ooooooookay..." Harry looked away. Hermione gasped playfully and smacked his chest lightly.
"Ow, that hurt!" Harry teased. Hermione rolled her eyes again.
"Stop being such a big baby!" Hermione sulked and stomped out of the room.
"Not so fast!" Harry commanded. He rushed for Hermione and started to tickle her profusely. Hermione shrieked and held onto Jazzy tightly.
"NO-HARRY-JAMES-POTTER-STOP-THIS-INSTANT!" She squirmed between her laughter.
"Why should I?" Harry asked playfully.
"BECAUSE-OTHERWISE-I'M-GOING-TO-DROP-JAZZY!" Harry immediately stopped. Hermione regained her balance and smacked his chest again. She stalked out of the room with her head held high to put Jazzy in her cot for a nap.
"Cry baby!" Harry called after her. Hermione stopped dead in her tracks. She quickly tucked Jazzy in and then walked back to the hallway, with her back facing him.
"What did you just call me?" She asked quietly. Harry immediately stiffened.
"Um, nothing, I-I-I didn't-didn't mean it-" He stopped. Hermione was laughing.
"I'm not angry silly! I'm just playing with you!" Harry blushed, something he didn't do often.
"Well, in that case..." He slyly walked over to Hermione. He waited. And...
"AAAHHH! HARRY!"
All the way from the bedroom, lying in her cot was little Jazmine Ashley Granger. She listened to the teenagers laughing. Yep, Harry was definetly 'The One'. There was nothing sweeter than knowing that her sister had everything going for her. Case closed.
Jazzy turned on her side and drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
A.N: Well, I'm finally finished! Sorry it's so short. Yes, Hermione and Maddy will meet the JoBros. I will try to get the next chapter out soon. In the meantime, please review! It's Kevin Jonas's birthday tomorrow! He turns 21! Wow, he is old! Kidding! I told him that. He is not talking to me. And did anyone see Demi Lovato's little sister, Dallas on Desperate Housewives? She is SO cute! Anyway, review and I hope you enjoyed that short chapter. It was just a filler.
Love Chicky Babe No. 1
P.S. Mullow and Bolony are the nicknames me and my BFF, Maddy, use. I'm Mullow, she's Bolony. Yes, she is Maddy in the story. Kylie and Frankie were in a pen fight! It was like WW three! And Elvis, Nick's dog, ate Joe's pants! He was literally fighting with the dog!
P.P.S Frankie is my little cousin, not Frankie Jonas. Kylie is my sister.