A/N As promised, here is the sequel to "A Life Beginning." It probably won't make total sense unless you have read that first. Again, I will take some inspiration from the show to add to the story but not in chronological order and episodes may be adjusted to fit this world. Massive thank you to typicalRAinbow for her ideas. Feel free to keep more coming.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from the show.

Imogen Drill sat at the staffroom table finishing her breakfast, for some reason she was famished that morning.

"I had a banana as well didn't I?", she thought to herself.

As she ate the last of her porridge the door opened to allow Constance Hardbroom enter. Looking up at from her seat Imogen found it slightly hard to believe that the stoic witch in the long black dress with the perfectly arranged hair was also her kind, exceptionally loving and very funny girlfriend. The same girlfriend who had bent her over the end of the bed this morning and…..

"No, don't even go there", she thought. And if she wasn't going to think about that she certainly wasn't going to think about Saturday night when Constance had gracefully lifted herself up and sat…. "Stop!"

Constance, who had been momentarily irritated by the antics of the first years felt a sense of relief as soon as she entered the room. "She loves me".

She had never expected it but the love that she had received over the past three months was more than enough to make up for the lifetime before spent without. Every time she saw, or even thought of Imogen she felt herself tingle. Like when she thought about Sunday at 4AM when Imogen had whispered in her ear that she wanted to….

"I should be able to control my thoughts more than this." Or when she remembered the previous night, how Imogen's fingers had stroked her just…"Really!"

As she took her seat and gratefully took the cup of tea that was passed to her she also received a cheeky grin.

"I know what you're thinking about Sweetheart"

Constance smiled smugly. "Well, I would hazard a guess that we're thinking about the same thing so we're even Darling." With that she handed Imogen a banana before slicing her own apple. "I don't know why but I'm quite hungry this morning. It's lucky Davina is still away so we have an adequate fruit supply."

At that moment Amelia entered the room. She was thrilled to see the two happy staff members sat in front of her. She thought about the moment that she had confronted Constance about her feelings for Imogen. If she hadn't given them a nudge they would still have made a move eventually but who knows when that may have been? Smiling in greeting she sat across from the couple and prepared to begin the meeting.

"Still no Miss Gimlet?", asked Constance before they began.

She received a resigned head shake from Amelia in response.

"Firstly, Imogen thank you for taking on Davina's classes while she has been away. I know it's extra on top of your existing workload. How are they getting on?"

Davina had gone to New Zealand after Christmas and still hadn't returned. Imogen was still hopeful that she would win a bet with Amelia that she would be back by the end of the month. It was currently January 25th so she had six days after today to win.

"It's not a huge amount of work Amelia, I've really just been doing scales and general singing practice with them. I'll leave the actual chanting to Davina when she returns."

Amelia nodded, 'I'll be having words when she does, it's not fair for her to expect someone else to pick up the slack. I'm very grateful to you though."

The Deputy Head agreed, although it wasn't taking up a huge amount of Imogen's time. she didn't want to see her love taken advantage of when she already had her P.E classes to deal with.

"Thanks. I've done a bit of work with Maud Moonshine as well. She has a very good voice, it just needs a bit of development."

Constance suddenly remembered something. "Ah yes, she was ill last night, said it was something she ate. She seems fine this morning though."

She had been on bed check last night, a duty that had never bothered her before but following on from recent events she was happy to pass part of it back to Miss Bat when she finally bothered coming home.

Imogen shot her a look, "You never said?"

"I didn't really think of it, there's always someone sick around here."

Knowing she was right Imogen quickly reached over to touch her arm. "I know, it's just that she was sick a couple nights before as well. I didn't say anything either. It may just be something to keep an eye on."

Moving onto another topic they finalised the detention and supervision assignments for the week ahead before Amelia made some more tea.

"So, how are things going since the move?"

Imogen smiled broadly while Constance appeared equally pleased with herself. On her return from Christmas holidays Amelia had received a request from the two teachers to officially begin sharing a bedroom. She didn't have any issue with this and was very pleased that the relationship seemed to be progressing, although she didn't need any details. Both were beyond professional around the girls and deserved a haven where they could be alone together.

"Very well Amelia", Imogen responded, still grinning.

Truly it was. Yes, they had both had to make some minor adjustments but it was so worth it. Following on from their new years celebrations ,another set of memories Imogen revisited often, they had set a few ground rules for when they were at the school. Their relationship was still to be kept relatively private, Amelia of course knew about it already. Also, no matter how much they wanted each other, classrooms were off limits and based on the flashbacks both were having, for very good reason.

"I don't know what I'll do when we're not sharing a room like we have been", Imogen had said the night before the girls arrived back.

Constance resisted the urge to assume that she was pulling back and simply asked, "Why wouldn't we?"

Imogen thought about it for a moment. "Well, I just assumed…"

Pulling her into a kiss Constance spoke again. "And people accuse me of jumping to conclusions. Darling, I don't want to spend a night away from you if I don't have to. Ever since Jamie made that comment about us living together I've wanted just that, properly. Besides, before you went away we were spending nearly every night together, even if we weren't, well.."

"Weren't doing this you mean?", whispered Imogen as she took off her nightdress in one quick move and began to remove her lover's pyjamas.

Climbing on top, she aligned her body at just the right points and used her athletic skills to show Constance what she had been missing out on up until now. Quite a bit later they were still naked and lying in each others arms.

"So, where shall we live Sweetheart? I'm happy to move my stuff to your room."

Constance thought for a moment. "Actually Darling, I was thinking maybe I would move mine here. I feel like so many of our memories are in this room already. It's where you told me about Abby and where I told you about, well, things I've never told anyone before. It's also where we made love for the first time"

Imogen was beyond moved by both the words and the fact that Constance was prepared to make the effort.

"Beside, I have less possessions than you."

"You have one possession that we need to consider though baby."

Constance thought about this for a second. "I believe Morgana has become a joint possession, if you can call a cat a possession, so I propose we let her decide."

The following morning Imogen had set the black cat down on the stairs between their rooms. "Pick the room you want to live in."

Setting off in a flash of black, Morgana ran to Imogen's room.

"Well, that answers that question then."

The move happened later that day. Imogen felt her heart break slightly as she saw the little amount that Constance had to transport. She knew that possessions were not very important but was sad that her girlfriend didn't have the lifetime of happy memories that she herself did.

"Darling, I have you. I have Morgana, I have everything I need." Constance said when she saw the look in Imogen's eyes.

Truly she knew that beyond her magic mirror, her books and her dresses she didn't have very much to show for forty one years on earth. Her wardrobe had, however expanded recently and she also had a precious book filled with loving words from Imogen and two drawings from a little girl who she very much wanted to be ready to meet. That was enough.

Imogen smiled and hugged her, "You do, plus I have a very lovely blanket that someone very special made me for Christmas. If you're extra good I'll share it with you."

Constance smiled as she sank into the cuddle. She was living with Imogen and could not be happier.

"So, does this mean I never have to make a bed again?", Imogen asked kissing the top of the dark hair.

"I believe that you would become lazy quite easily if I left you.", Constance replied with a smile, "Besides, it might do me some good to learn how to do a few more things non-magically."

Secretly Imogen loved this idea of a more domesticated living arrangements but wanted to tease her girlfriend a little bit. "Seriously? The only reason I allowed you to move in was so I never had to tidy up again. I may need to rethink this arrangement."

Constance knew that that this was a joke but played along. "Well, it was nice while it lasted.",before beginning to tickle Imogen who was soon begging for mercy. They came to a compromise though and for Imogen, ironing, her most hated job, was taken care of as if by magic from then on.

Back in the staffroom, Amelia wondered what both were thinking as she watched them gather their classwork. She herself was thinking that she hadn't been to a wedding for quite a while, she had a feeling that it wouldn't be long before that changed.

Two days later the three women were back in the staffroom finishing breakfast when the peace was shattered by a loud shrieking coming from the hallway.

"It's me, I'm back!"

Constance rolled her eyes while Imogen smiled, she had won her bet. That was Amelia off cheese for a week. The door crashed open and Davina flew into the room.

"Hello, hello, did you all miss me?"

Amelia, who was still annoyed at the hassle that the chanting teacher had caused by not returning on time, couldn't help but smile. "Davina, welcome back, however you do realise you're nearly a month late?"

"Oh Miss Cackle, I was in a different time zone. You couldn't expect me to be back really. Besides, I was having so much fun, there was kiwi fruit everywhere. I have so many new chants. Wait, who looked after my classes?"

Constance spoke up. "Miss Drill took your classes Miss Bat and I believe you should thank her for doubling her workload while you neglected your duties so badly."

Davina bristled at this "I did not NEGLECT my duties Miss Hardbroom. I was developing my skills, everyone will benefit. I just hope you haven't ruined my hard work Imogen Drill. You're not a bad singer but you still haven't taken my advice and you are very pitchy."

Seeing the look on each of her colleagues faces she quickly retreated to the stationery cupboard shouting, "I was in a different ZONE!"

Putting her head in her hands, Imogen replied to the cupboard door, "Yeah, the twilight zone"

Seeing as Davina was back Imogen now had the afternoon free. She knew that Constance had classes all day and as the second years filed out of the potions lab she popped in. "Sweetheart, seeing as I have some unexpected free time I'm going to see Abby. Is that ok with you?"

Constance, ensuring the door was closed, reached for Imogen's hand. "Of course it is, you don't have to ask me but thank you for letting me know. Are you going to drive to the house?"

Imogen shook her head. "No, I called Jamie, he's free today so he'll collect her from school and we're going to meet half way. I'll just spend a couple of hours with them. I'll be back for dinner."

Constance nodded she was pleased that Imogen was being a bit more spontaneous when it came to the little girl she clearly adored. "Have a good time Darling. Are you going straight away?"

"I will as soon as I find my keys, I have no idea where I put them."

With that they appeared in front of her, saving her the hassle of looking. "Thank you baby, I love you." and with quick kiss she was gone.

She was looking forward to the day that Constance and Abby met, they were the two important people in her life. Hopefully it would be soon but she knew that as she had said to Abby at Christmas, it needed to be the right time for both.

Later on that evening, Constance returned back to their bedroom. Amelia hadn't given Davina a choice in taking bedtime supervision, she had plenty to make up for. She was surprised to find Imogen sitting on the bed strumming her guitar softly.

"Darling, I didn't think you were back. Is everything alright?", she asked, leaning down for a kiss.

"Fine, we ate tea together so I really wan't hungry and came straight here when I got home. I'm glad you're with me now though. I missed you." Sitting up she pulled Constance down into a more intense kiss, content to be back but having really enjoyed her afternoon. "I have something for you."

She handed Constance a neatly folded piece of paper that held a drawing of a black cat with bright green eyes. "I told Abby about Morgana today so she drew this for you. It's not a bad likeness although I'm biased."

Constance was becoming slightly biased herself and was delighted to have another drawing to add to her collection. She wondered if Abby would like another scarf or maybe a cushion and made a note to ask Imogen about suitable colours. After placing the drawing with the others in the back of her notebook she sat back on the end of the bed.

"I've never heard you play your guitar. Will you play something for me?"

Imogen blushed, "Baby, you don't really want to hear me play."

Constance truly did. "Please Darling?"

Imogen was becoming an expert in Constance's tone of voice. Even though it was disputed, she was generally polite and did say please quite often. There was the sarcastic please that was normally aimed at the pupils or Davina. There was the happy please when someone offered her a cup of tea. There was the begging please when she wanted Imogen to well…. But this was a new please, this was Constance asking to be allowed into a new part of Imogen, one she found that she really wanted to share. Picking up the guitar she began to play and sing softly as Constance enjoyed the moment.

"I took my love and I took it down"

The following week both were headed towards the staffroom. Constance was still hiccuping slightly from an unfortunate incident in the morning class.

"I wonder what Amelia has called this meeting about." Imogen mused.

Constance wasn't too worried, "All meetings are important."

Imogen chose not to answer. She loved Constance more than life but she was very fond of having meetings for the sake of it. On entering the room they found Amelia and Davina waiting.

"Ah ladies, it seems that we have been selected for immediate inspection from OFWITCH."