I am so so so sorry for the delay! I've been having trouble with this story and then exams came and took over my life so its been forever since I updated.
But anyways, thank you for the lovely reviews, your so nice! :-)
here's the next chapter hope its okay!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Worst Witch
It was late. Evie was sat in the darkness of the staff room with only the moonlight for company. She sat with her head resting on her chin; staring out of the window at the moon she remembered what her mother had told her about the castle. Scary but homely, Evie had to agree. Her mother was a great witch and Evie missed her. She sighed she was a long way from home.
"A little early to be up isn't it Miss Spellwood?" The voice was dripped in sarcasm, Evie supposed it would intimidate some people, but not she, Evie wasn't like her mother, she would never be scared of the potions mistress. A flash of light and Miss Hardbroom appeared in front of her.
"You tell me Miss Hardbroom, as it appears we are up at the same time." Evie glanced up at the teacher, like her in so many ways yet so different.
"Indeed." Came the potions mistress' curt reply. Glaring down at the younger witch Constance turned and walked to her desk, she had work to do. Evie rolled her eyes and thought of her.
The girl, the one everyone said was hopeless, useless. She wanted to laugh. They had no idea. That girl was special; amazingly talented they just couldn't see it. Evie thought it was a shame, but then again if she wasn't as close to people here, if she didn't believe they valued her… she would be much more easily convinced. She would believe Evie better if she thought no one else cared. She knew it was horrible, she knew she would hate herself for it. But it was what her mother asked her to do, tell her to do. She must do it. She needed that girl. If anyone knew what she was planning…Evie didn't like to think of the consequences.
She glanced at the clock, 6am, Miss Cackle would be awake soon, and Evie would need to speak to her. There were things she needed to arrange, things that must be done. She folded her arms and vanished. Constance looked up. She didn't know the younger witch could do that.
Constance made a note to keep an eye on her.
An hour later Amelia Cackle was walking to her office, the sun was shining and again she was feeling rather positive about the day.
"Good morning headmistress." A calm voice spoke behind Amelia; she jumped to see Evelyn stood at her shoulder. "I am sorry if I frightened you Miss Cackle." Amelia shook her head.
"Not at all dear not at all," she smiled at the younger witch who returned it. "Now what can I do for you?" Evelyn nodded.
"Well Headmistress, I was wondering, as I am not going to be seeing the older girls until later in the week I wondered if I may observe some of the other girls, the second years perhaps?" Evelyn asked, politely, eyes wide and innocent on the face of the elderly woman. Miss Cackle nodded.
"Yes, I can't see why that should be a problem, although they do have double potions with Miss Hardbroom this morning…"
"That will not be a problem Miss Cackle." Evie smiled, "Good day headmistress." She nodded and turned away. Miss Cackle smiled; she really was a lovely girl, so polite and well behaved. Just what her girls needed.
Meanwhile Evelyn Spellwood was smiling like a Cheshire cat. Her planning was already starting to come together.
I know its only short but just needed to update the story really.
Reviews are always welcome, let me know what you think :-)
Rach
