A/N - Hello. Welcome to my first fanfiction. This fanfiction is about the secret relationship between Mildred Hubble and Constance Hardbroom in The Worst Witch. This is an idea I love and I wanted to write my own version of this idea. I hope you all enjoy.
The Secret Daughter
Chapter One
The group of teachers stood in the cold as they waited for the gate to be opened., today was a new year and the anxious looking first years were just starting to arrive. The deputy headmistress of the school looked at to the sea of faces looking back at her her mind going into overdrive, which girl was it? She could eliminate the blonde and ginger haired girls but that still left the large group of dark haired girls. She couldn't believe she was about to see her daughter for the first time since she was born.
Once all the girls had entered and the gate was closed Miss Hardbroom stepped forward with a list of the girls names and started to read them out one by one.
"Harriet Goodcharm"
"Present Miss Hardbroom" the girl replied in a shaky voice.
"Amanda Honeydew"
"Present Miss Hardbroom"
"Ethel Hallow"
Just as she said the girls name she landed in the spot in front of her on a broomstick.
"Present Miss Hardbroom"
She looked down at her list and paused. She was next and she was about to see her properly.
"Mildred Hubble" she said keeping all emotion out of her voice.
She waited for the girl to answer but it didn't come she couldn't help feeling a tiny bit of relief at not having to face her. She carried on reading the list and realised Mildred and one other pupil,Maud Moonshine,were missing.
A while later after all the rules had been explained to the girls she heard one of the students yell "LOOK OUT"
Turning around she saw two girls on a broomstick about to hit them she quickly moved the students out the way as the broomstick collided into the bins. The other students laughed as the two latecomers scrambled to get up.
"What do you think you are doing you foolish girls?" Miss Hardbroom said as she approached them,
"Sorry we were late and the gate was closed so we had to fly in" the taller of the two girls announced. She had long hair in two plaits and dark eyes.
"What is your name girl?" the frustrated teacher asked.
"Mildred Hubble"
The teacher stopped looking at her for slightly longer than necessary this was not the way she had planned the reunion with her daughter.
It was many months later and things had finally settled down at the school, the new pupils had settled in well, the lessons were getting interesting and the teachers were back in routine, Constance Hardbroom however was a different matter. It was straining having to hide the secret from Mildred and everyone and she had made Mildred hate her with the way she treats her. She tried not to be so harsh but she had a fear that if she didn't someone would figure out her biggest secret, it also was difficult spending so much time with someone she has been trying to find for years.
She sighed and put her pen down not able to concentrate on marking right at that moment. She didn't know what to do to say the least, if she doesn't tell her she will never be able to form a relationship with her and then Mildred might find out years later if she decides to track down her biological parents and be more angry. But on the other hand if she tells her everything will change, the school will treat them different and what if they don't get along and then it is just awkward even between teacher and student?
She was taken out of her thoughts by a knock on the door. Looking up she saw the headmistress, Amelia Cackle stood there. The woman had short grey hair and oval glasses and was kind to everyone but could be stern. She smiled at her colleague.
"Ahh Miss Hardbroom" she started before moving aside where Mildred herself walked into the room.
"I am very sorry to disturb you I know you are busy but can you please supervise Mildred she is supposed to be in detention however Miss Bat...was not able to attend.
Constance could not help rolling her eyes, that expression clearly meant she was crying in her cupboard again. She looked at the other women.
"Yes I suppose that will be alright" she said not quite looking directly at Mildred as she told her to sit down. Miss Cackle thought it was a bit odd but she didn't say anything just thanked Constance and left as Mildred started writing her lines.
As she worked Constance looked at her. Her plaits were messing one was halfway out, her uniform was scruffy and wrinkled. Constance couldn't help but watch her not wanting to miss anything she did, She never got to look at her daughter properly and it always fascinated her.
She didn't realise that Miss Cackle had seen this sensing something was not right she had not left but had been watching.