She's the sunflower of nature's seeds
A girl that some men only find in their dreams
When she smiles it seems the stars all know
Cause one by one they start to light up the sky
She's a girl that can't be beat
Born and raised on ghetto streets
She's a devastating beauty
A pretty girl with ebony eyes
-Stevie Wonder Ebony Eyes
Chapter 8: Unicorns and Butterflies
After a week of staying at my mother's house, Ginny decided she wanted to see Jada again. I had hit up Zabini and he had agreed for us to take her out Saturday because he had a date.
Saturday had came and we took the car to get Jada. Jada is afraid of the green fire, so she hated to floo, and while that made places time consuming to get to, it was okay because it gave Ginny and Jada time to talk on the way to this and that.
"What is your favorite aminal?" asked Jada to Ginny as the two colored pictures in the back of the car.
"I can't decide between a hippogriff and a tiger. They are both very nice animals don't you think?" said Ginny.
"Oh yes. But a tiger is a muggle am...animal isn't it?"
"Good job Jada, you got it right. And yes, a tiger is a muggle animal. It's the largest muggle cat in the world." explained Ginny to a fascinated Jada.
'Is it bigger than a hippogriff? Bigger than a unicorn?"
"Maybe. I've never seen one up close before. I do hear that they are very, very big. Its head is as big as you, dear one."
"Well that's not too big." said Jada, scrunching her face. "I'm just a tiny thing. That's what Nonna says."
"You're a tiny human. But if you're as big as a tiger's head, then a tiger's head must be pretty big." said Ginny playing with one of Jada's curly ponytails.
Jada smiled at her and went back to coloring in her book. I just sat back and watched the two of them interact. Even though Jada wasn't my blood daughter, I took the role of godfather very seriously. So serious that Zabini's mum would make the joke of us sharing custody of the child. Which in a way was true because ever since Jada learned to walk, she had been with me at least every other weekend.
Watching Ginny talk to her was in my mind, seeing the future that I had created in my own twisted world. I could see myself and Ginny having a pretty redhead or blonde daughter that asked a million questions and Ginny would have an answer for all of them.
We took Jada to a muggle fair where she was amazed at the rides and different sweet treats and prizes. She walked in between us, holding each of our hands, as we walked around the fair. She got excited over a balloon, but was quickly disappointed when she figured out the balloon couldn't lift her into the air.
When we went out to eat, we attracted a lot of attention. Actually whenever I went anywhere in the wizarding world I always attracted a lot of attention. Most of it was very unwanted. It had been 7 years since the bloody wars and yet I would still be asked by the occasional nosy reporter if I was still a Death Eater. That's why most of the time I would stay in the muggle world, where no one knew a thing about me.
We ended up going back to the same muggle park that I had seen Ginny at. She charmed her hair to where it was as blonde as mine, just in case Potter was lurking around.
"Next time choose a different hair color. You almost look like a sister and that's a bit unnerving." I joked.
Ginny laughed as we watched Jada play with the muggle children. Jada loved muggle kids because she found it amusing when she would tell her real life stories and the muggle kids thought she was making up fairy tales.
"What's wrong with me looking like a sister?" asked Ginny.
"You have never felt like a sister to me, Gin. You know that." I blushed.
Ginny blushed as well, the blonde hair making her red cheeks stand out even more. "I know." she said smiling.
"Do you think if I asked Blaise he would let me be Jada's godmum?" asked Ginny.
I smiled widely at her. "Of course! You know he would love that! She needs a girl figure in her life besides her grandmum."
"It's just, I find myself completely in love with the girl. She reminds me so much of my nieces and I've always loved the fact that Fleur, Angelina, and Audrey had the opportunity to have such wonderful daughters. And I've always wanted a child."
"How many nieces do you have?" I asked her.
"Well Fleur and Bill have Victoire and Dominique, Angelina and George have Roxanne, and Audrey and Percy have Molly. So four. It's funny. It went from me being the only Weasley girl for centuries, to now there is a girl Weasley born every year or so." laughed Ginny.
"Anyways as I was saying, I would love to have Jada as a goddaughter. Just in case. just in case I can't have children of my own." said Ginny smile evaporating off of her face.
Those words brought be back to the reality of the situation and crushed my insides. The cruciatus curse was nasty business, especially for a woman. With the curse, there was a chance that Ginny would not be able to have a baby. Yet another thing that bastard Potter had potentially robbed from her.
"Hey." I said taking her chin in my hand. "It's not like they said that not having kids was set in stone. You never know what can happen. Don't focus on the negative. Please don't."
Ginny gave me what I thought was a pity smile. I know she wanted to believe me, but she couldn't right now. She probably wouldn't believe anything about that until it actually happened.
I put my arm around her and drew her close to me. She put her head on my shoulder and I put my head on top of hers, my fingers played with her blonde strands that I refused to get even somewhat used to. I couldn't wait until she would change her hair back to its regular deep shade of red. We watched Jada interact with the muggle kids as they swung and slid and climbed on the thing that they called a jungle gym.
I felt a sense of normalcy at this scene. If you were to pass by us and not know who we were you would think us as married parents watching over our children. Maybe one day it would happen for us. Then again maybe it wouldn't.
Whatever happened, I felt the need to wish that she would allow me to remain by her side through whatever she wanted to do in her life. Be it just friends or something more.
It was time to take Jada home so we got into the car and drove off. Jada was delighted to tell Ginny about the muggle thing she learned called jumping rope and she was going to ask her father to get her one. Ginny told her that she reminded her of her dad who was fascinated by muggles and the things they used and did.
We dropped Jada off at Blaise's place where she cried, not wanting to leave Ginny. I could see that Ginny was happy that she was loved so much by the child.
We went home where we played a few rounds of chess and talked about nothing in particular.I tried my best not to get used to this feeling of how things should be because I knew it could very well change. No matter how much I wouldn't want it to.
