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It's a slight AU on the 2017 Worst Witch Series (but possibly applicable to the 1998 series too)

Hardbroom/OC + kid!

I don't own the Worst Witch Series

(SPOLIERS WARNING)

Astoria's eyes darted open. Her breathing heavy, heart pounding and legs shaking. Her tiny body was covered in sweat, her pyjamas stuck to her back in clumps. The brunette bolted up in her bed, her eyes focusing on her room around, tears forming in her chocolate brown eyes, "Mamie," Astoria cried, her shaking body refusing to cease.

"Ma chérie," Elladora exclaimed, opening her granddaughter's bedroom door. "Are you okay, honey? I heard you screaming," She remarked, sliding into her granddaughter's bed, embracing the fragile girl in her arms protectively.

Elladora looked into her granddaughter's chocolate eyes surrounded by her now very pale skin. Astoria just shook her head, as she let the built up tears roll down her cheeks. "Oh, honey, I promise your parents will be back home late this evening." Elladora cooed, embracing her nearly five-year-old granddaughter tightly. "You'll be with them before you know it,"

Astoria buried her face against her grandmother's soft flesh, wrapping her tiny arms around the older woman's neck. The woman summoned her favourite stuffed tiger, a peculair item for a magical child. . . though Astoria was more special than she'd ever realise.

It had been around Astoria's third-birthday when the little girl had slipped from her parent's sight, running through the bustling non-magical streets of London.

Since the little girl had decided to take off into the non-magical areas of London, the family were unable to use a tracking spell without drawing attention and being caught. A direct violation of the Witches Code. Thankfully, the didn't have to look far as Astoria had her little nose pressed against the glass of the nearest non-magical toy store.

"Mummy! Look at it!" She squealed in excitement, pointing in the direction of an orange-striped tiger cub in the shop window. Her mother was unable to respond to her as she was still registering the fact they'd found their daughter before something happened. . . before someone had taken her.

"Wow, that's a cute little tiger," Her father commented, leading her into the store. "But don't you want a real one?" He questioned and the girl shook her head excessively.

"No, this one won't bite me," She replied, clicking her tiny teeth together as if showing her father what might happen with a real tiger.

"Alright," The man agreed, chuckling at his daughter's actions. "As long as you promise to not run off again, Astoria. . . You gave your mother quite the scare. . . she thought she'd lost you."

Astoria's eyes immediately began to water, "I'm sorry mummy." She apologised, moving towards the woman to embrace her tightly.

"Oh that's alright, darling," She cooed, picking up her young daughter. "Just promise mummy you'll never run off again . . . . I thought someone had taken you, that they'd found you," She whispered, barely audible as placed a soft kiss to Astoria's forehead.

But Astoria noticed her mother's aura grow cold with worry and she immediately embraced her tightly, "I'm sorry mummy," She repeated, as the older woman ran a hand through her daughter's shoulder-length curls. "I promise I'll never leave you, ever."

"That's my little girl." The young mother breathed happily, as her husband returned with the newly bought tiger teddy in his hand, Astoria's eyes instantly brightening.

When Astoria's shaking state had finally ceased, Elladora summoned her granddaughter's favourite storybook. The Tales of Beedle the Bard. Astoria's breathing soon became steady, with the peaceful rise and fall of her chest resting against Elladora's body, as reassurance of her granddaughter's calm aura.

Elladora had been halfway through the book, Astoria sleeping peacefully in her arms when the lights suddenly blew out. An encompassing blackness swarmed the room, and Elladora stiffened prepared to investigate what had caused it.

"Mamie?" Astoria called out to her grandmother when she felt the warmth of her embrace disappear.

"It's okay, darling," Elladora reassured the girl. Though, truthfully she could sense dark magic in the air and worried for her granddaughter's safety. Especially since her son and daughter-in-law were attending a gala far from their residence.

Astoria nodded in response, her head resting on her white satin pillow. She watched the dark figure of her grandmother move about the room cautiously.

But the moments that followed seem to fly, and Astoria barely had time to register the two witches that had suddenly appeared in her room. "Mamie?" Astoria cried out, holding her stuffed tiger cub closer to her chest.

"It's okay, Astoria," Elladora comforted, as she successfully blocked the spells the two witches had cast her way. "Just stay where you are, dear." She continued, still deflecting the countless spells being sent in her direction.

Elladora fought back, managing to knock the two witches unconscious with her spells. The woman turned to check on her granddaughter when she was struck with a spell that paralysed her body from the neck down, draining ever once of her strength the more she tried to evade it.

"Mamie!" She cried out to her grandmother, watching as a new witch, much older than the other women walked towards her. "Mamie!" She tried again as Elladora failed to gather even a tiny amount of strength to respond to her clearly terrified granddaughter.

The older woman grabbed her arm, yanking the four-year-old towards her. "So you're the little brat that's prophecised to cause me trouble, eh?" She remarked in a low growling voice. Astoria attempted to pull her arm out of the woman's grasped but failed. "If you're anything like your mother, I'll enjoy destroying you as I did her. . . . before I get rid of you that is." She cackled, grabbing the girl forcefully into her arms.

Astoria struggled in the older witches arms, tears running down her cheeks as she attempted to break free. "Mamie!" She screamed out for the woman, Elladora still endeavouring to break the spell that had been cast on her.

"Shut up, you insolent brat. . ." The elder of the witches scolded, pointing at the girl threateningly as if she would torture her with magic if she moved. The grey-haired woman moved to check on the other two women who had accompanied her to the manor that night. "There will be none of that while you're with me, you little brat!" She screeched evilly, casting a spell on her followers.

"Ma chérie," Elladora whispered to her granddaughter frantically, turning to see the other witch was still distracted. "You know that little game we used to play?" She questioned, struggling with the forceful magic that still held her trapped.

Astoria nodded her head, standing in the position the grey-haired woman had left in, not daring to move a muscle. "Do you want me to do it now?" She questioned, still clutching her tiger cub close to her chest.

"Do what!" The other woman screeched, looking between the grandmother and granddaughter. She had heard that this girl was to become one of the most powerful witches. . . . but what could this four-year-old even achieve? She highly doubted she'd achieve anything for that matter, let alone escaping her impenetrable grasp. Especially since her mother wasn't present to even stop her.

Elladora, who barely had any strength left inside her nodded her head softly. Astoria watched as her grandmother started the spell, sending what magic she could Astoria's way. The young girl following her promptly, while Elladora, felt the last of her strength drain away.

"I bid you cease, I bid you stop!

Take me far, take me wide,

Make me hide from prying eyes.

Protect me from those who wish to harm,

By sending me somewhere far afar.

Wipe these memories from my mind,

I bid you all a sad goodbye. . . ."

In an instant, Astoria disappeared from the close grasp of the grey-haired witch. While, Elladora collapsed into darkness, her body finally giving now that she knew her granddaughter was safe from the woman that had been after the little girl from the moment she was conceived.

When Elladora awoke next, her son was cowering over her worriedly, "Mum, you're awake!" He breathed, helping the woman into the nearest chair in her weakened state. "What happened? Where's Astoria?" He questioned, in a panicked mania.

"She found us," Elladora remarked, barely able to formulate a sentence in her current condition. The spell had weakened her greatly, her magic depleated the last used to save her granddaughter. "I managed to stop her two followers but she cast a paralysing spell when I returned to check on Astoria."

"Did she get away?" She noticed her daughter-in-law question, tears sliding down her cheeks. "Or did she get to her. . . like she got to me?" She asked, wrapping herself in her husband's embrace.

Elladora shook her head, "No, she got away, I gave her what magic I could muster in my condition and she cast the spell you taught her. . . . only now Astoria's safe from her and sadly us too." The older woman looked down at her hands, clearly distraught she couldn't protect her granddaughter from that wretched woman.

"She'll find us one day, darling," He embraced his wife tightly, tears still cascading down her cheeks. "But until then. . . at least she's safe from the one person that could've killed her if she had the chance."

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