Songfic is for the song You can let go, by Crystal Shawanda. I think I spelled that right. Read and enjoy.
Wind blowin' on my face
Sidewalk flyin' beneath my bike
A five year-old's first taste
Of what freedom's really like
He was runnin' right beside me
His hand holdin' on the seat
I took a deep breath and hollered
As I headed for the street
Five year old Ginerva Weasley was riding her first bike without training wheels. Her father was running beside her, holding onto the seat so she didn't fall. Her red hair was blowing in the wind, the sidewalk cracks flying by.This was freedom. She took a breath, and called above the wind:
"You can let go now, Daddy
You can let go
Oh, I think I'm ready
To do this on my own
It's still a little bit scary
But I want you to know
I'll be okay now, Daddy
You can let go"
The years past. She started at a muggle elementary school, and when she was eleven, started at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. At 17, she graduated top of her class. On her 19th birthday, Draco Malfoy proposed.
I was standin' at the altar
Between the two loves of my life
To one I've been a daughter
To one I soon would be a wife
When the preacher asked,
'Who gives this woman?'
Daddy's eyes filled up with tears
He kept holdin' tightly to my arm
'Til I whispered in his ear
She was standing at the altar, three months after the proposal. Her dad was on one side, and Draco on the other."Who gives this woman away?" The preacher asked. Arthers eyes filled up with tears, and he tightened his grip on Ginny's arm. She leaned over, and whispered:
"You can let go now, Daddy
You can let go
Oh, I think I'm ready
To do this on my own
It still feels a little bit scary
But I want you to know
I'll be okay now, Daddy
You can let go"
Time past by them. Ginny had four children. Two boys, two girls. Molly and Narcissa, and Arther and Lucius. But the happy times ended three weeks after Narcissa's third birthday. Arther Weasley was diagnosed with cancer.
It was killin' me to see
The strongest man I ever knew
Wastin' away to nothin'
In that hospital room
'You know he's only hangin' on for you'
That's what the night nurse said
My voice and heart were breakin'
As I crawled up in his bed, and said
He was thin, too thin, and his hair was falling out. He would soon be nothing. Ginny visited his room one night, alone."You know, Mrs. Malfoy, he's hanging on for you."The night nurse said, before leaving. Ginny's heart felt like it was breaking, and she crawled up next to him, and said,
"You can let go now, Daddy
You can let go
Your little girl is ready
To do this on my own
It's gonna be a little bit scary
But I want you to know
I'll be okay now, Daddy
You can let go."
Arther Weasley died that night, with his daughter by his side.
You can let go.