You
Can Let Go
Cissa Molly Jean Malfoy was just learning to fly her very first broom. Her father, the infamous Draco Malfoy was on his broom right beside her, holding tightly to his daughter's broom afraid of what would happen when he let go.
She was anxious to find out what it felt like to have the wind whipping through her long hair. She was merely five years old and envied all of the older kids and family members that played quidditch and got to fly around on their brooms. The only time she got to fly was with her daddy. But now, now she was being taught. By the only man she could ever picture herself loving. The most important man in her life: her daddy.
When they got to be 5 feet in the air she was laughing giddily. She wanted Draco to let go of the broom. But he refused. He didn't want to let his little girl go. What if she fell, what if she crashed, what if….
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
"Please, Daddy," Cissa looked over at Draco and batted her big brown eyes at him. His heart melted every time she did that. Reluctantly he let his hand slide off of her broom and watched as she flew away from him.
As the days went by, Cissa got better and better on her broom, and Draco couldn't help but tear up at the thought that his little Cissa Jean was growing up.
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 day finally came when Cissa would be walking down the aisle toward her fiancé, James Potter. She was amazed that she found another man in the world she could love as much as her daddy. She had been a daddy's girl her whole life and was a bit reluctant to get married as it would mean that she would no longer be daddy's girl.
She was standing with her wedding dress on reminiscing about all of the happy times in her life. Two faces flashed in her head and they were Draco and James. They both meant the world to her and she knew she loved them both equally, in different ways.
A few minutes later, a small owl came into the room holding a small parcel. She opened it and found a note and a silver bracelet that had an inscription that read 'Forever Daddy'sGirl'. The note read:
Cissa,
Your mother and I are so proud of you. I love you baby girl. I don't know how I am going to let you go, it seems as though you have been my entire life. Just know that I will always be here for you.
Love
Daddy
Cissa couldn't help but tear up as she wrapped the bracelet around her wrist. She took a deep breath and walked out and headed to find her daddy so he could walk her down the aisle to her new life.
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
At the end of the aisle, Draco couldn't bring himself to let go of her hand, even as she told him that it was okay and she would always be his little girl. He smiled, trying to be strong. As James reached for Cissa's hand she leaned in for one more quick hug and whispered into his ear.
"You can let go now, Daddy. I'll always be here for you too."
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
Eight years later, she walked into St. Mungo's to see her father lying in a bed with a white sheet up to his neck. He looked sound asleep, and he looked so peaceful. A healer's assistant came in to check his vitals.
"How's he doing today, Jill?"
"He's almost gone, Cissa. He's only fighting for you now. He talks in his sleep, says your name a lot." Cissa's eyes filled with tears. Two years ago, there was a train accident and her mother was killed instantly. Her father had been in a coma since and was holding onto life by a thread. Apparently that thread was her.
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
With tears in her eyes, Cissa climbed into the hospital bed next to her father. She clutched onto him with every bit of strength she had. Every moment of her life with him passed through her mind. She didn't know how she was going to survive without him. But she had to be strong. It was time she let him go so he could go to be with Hermione. They belonged together.
"Daddy I love you so much. You know you are the most important man in my life. But I think I am strong enough now to do it on my own. I love you so much, Daddy, but I guess it's time for me to tell you that you can be happy. I have James to take care of me now. You can let go, Daddy. You can go be with Mum. She needs you too."
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
The next year, on the anniversary of her father's death, Cissa stood at his gravesite with white lilies in her hand. She leaned down and placed them on top of the headstone that had a picture of a dove and an inscription that read: Friend, Husband, and the Best Father in the World.
She gripped her hand onto the stone as her knees buckled and sobs started wracking through her body. Her grip on the stone slackened as she felt her husband's arms around her.
"I miss him, James. I miss him so much."
"I know, but your mum and he are watching over you. You have your own little girl to watch over now."
Cissa turned to face her husband and the little girl in his arms. She smiled and looked back at her father's headstone one last time.
"I love you, Daddy. I think it's my turn to let go." With that, Cissa turned to walk away, allowing herself to let go of the headstone as a light breeze blew through the still summer day.
You can let go
A/N The first part was meant to be only a one-shot, but I just couldn't help to see this story almost write itself when I heard the song today. It is "You Can Let Go" by Crystal Shawanda. I know it's sad, but I absolutely loved it. Let me know what you think.
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