The Worst Witch – Past and Future
Paring: Constance Hardbroom/Amelia Cackle
Warning: Femslash, mild kissing/physical affection
by Julie Ann Pope
Summary: Can Constance lay her demons to rest and start over with a friend who has come to mean so much more?
Old Ghosts
Amelia stood behind Constance as she watched Broomhead walk out of school gates. Constance seemed transfixed, even after the horrid woman had disappeared from sight, and Amelia was sure there was a glint of tears in her eyes. Amelia wrapped her arms around Constance's waist from behind and gently pulled her close. Constance, grateful for the comfort leant back and rested herself on Amelia's shoulder, resting her arms on top of Amelia's.
"It's alright Constance, she's gone now, you're safe with us." Amelia whispered closely in her ear. Constance could only nod her head. "I think you'd better tell me the whole story." Constance froze, she could never tell anyone the cruelty she suffered at the hands of that woman, especially not to Amelia, how little would she think of her afterwards? She shook her head and broke the embrace. She reverted back to her usual self, cold and hard HB, but she could not meet Amelia's eyes. Amelia cupped Constance's left cheek with her right hand. "I will not let someone I care about suffer in silence. Constance, I want to help you." Constance still couldn't find the courage to meet her eyes, but her words had affected her, she was silently crying. Amelia's heart broke at the sight of her deputy head so broken and defeated. She drew herself closer to Constance and leant in to kiss her. She kissed her gently, but with enough passion to make it clear it wasn't platonic. Constance wasn't quite sure what to do or to think, it had been such an emotional day already. The kiss wasn't entirely unwelcome, quite the opposite in fact, but she felt it wasn't quite appropriate either. Maybe it was because they were on the school grounds where any of the pupils could have seen them. She kissed Amelia back briefly.
"I care about you too much to burden you with my past. I shall be fine, I always am."
"I wish I could believe that Constance." Whenever Constance said that she was fine, Amelia was never convinced, it just made her push all the more.
"Let's just spend what's left of the evening together, care to indulge in a nightcap?" Amelia thought she'd play Constance's game tonight, but tomorrow they were going to have a serious talk.
"Why not?" Amelia followed Constance back into the school and through the long dark corridors to the dormitories, trying desperately to refrain from holding her hand out to her. They reached Amelia's room.
"I'll just pick up my nightclothes and join you in a minute?" Constance nodded and walked off to her own room.
