Hello everyone! I'm so glad to see in the reviews that you all are enjoying the story! I've got a new update for you! I'm really liking this story, but I'm partial to one Hecate Hardbroom lol. Anyway, same disclaimers as before, I own nothing except Lena Winters, the rest belongs to Jill Murphy!
Let me know what you think and Enjoy!
The rest of the holiday went by quickly, Lena barely saw Hecate since their little encounter in the Potions Lab. Lena wasn't sure though if it was because they were both preparing for term or purposefully avoiding one another. That day hasn't left the young girl's mind, playing over and over and giving her chills each time. She tried not to think of it right now as she helped hand out uniforms and books to the arriving first years. She smiles when she sees Mildred Hubble, handing her the red sash and cloak after looking at her list.
"House sashes," Esme says as she hands Maud Spellbody a yellow sash with golden accents, "Uh, the color shows you which corridor your rooms are," she says with a smile as she sits back down.
Lyra watches as the two befriended first years frown at each other when they realize they won't be rooming near one another.
"Oh, we're not together," says Maud with a frown.
"Sorry," says Lena softly, "HB decides who goes where. But, see your sash?"
Lena says as she points to Maud's sash with a bright smile
"Yeah, what does it mean?" Maud asks curiously, the girls distracted slightly from not rooming together.
"It means you came top in the entrance exam," Esme continues excitedly, "and so you're head of Year One!"
Maud's eyes grow wide in realization, a smile spreading across her face. But Lena was more focused on the familiar clicking of heels against stone as the Potions Mistress enters the hallway. Hecate stands straight as she saunters through the room, staring forward as she walks to stand between Maud and Mildred.
"To be more accurate, you were the least worst," the woman says unamused as she stands now between the two, "but yes," she adds as she turns her head, her eyes locking with her student, Lena.
Lena can hear Esme congratulate the first year but it sounds muffled as she locks eyes with her teacher, the two holding one another's gaze while everyone claps for Maud.
"Enough," Hecate snaps after the clapping has become too much, turning away from a blushing Lena, "It's time you were assigned your familiars," she says lowly as she begins to walk away, knowing the first years will eagerly follow.
Esme looks over to Lena with a smirk, the older girl confessed last year to having a bit of a crush on the elusive potions mistress and knowing Lena was here with her all summer has been driving the Hallow girl crazy for gossip!
"What was that about?" Esme whispers eagerly as she leans over to her classmate.
"What are you talking about?" Lena asks as she turns to look at her friend.
"I'm not blind Lena," Esme says with a chuckle, "You're still blushing!"
Lena tries to shush her friend, looking around to make sure no one was listening.
"Come on, you've left me waiting all morning! How was staying here over break? Did you see her a lot?" Esme starting asking questions at rapid speed, earning an eye roll from Lena.
"Not really … only at the end," she says blushing again as her mind recalls their closeness, "I had to help all the other teachers too, I was passed out asleep before dinner most nights," she says with a shrug, "Miss Gullet was insufferable and made me do everything!"
Esme rolls her eyes, "Figures," she says lowly, "but you did get to see her, right?"
"Yeah," Lena says as she blushes again.
"Tell me!" Esme explains but Lena just laughs.
"I will tonight," she says as she shakes her head at her friend, "I need to get some air before class."
Esme just crosses her arms as she watches Lena stand up and make her way from the room, smirking because she knows something is up.
Lena walks amoung the stone halls, letting her feet lead her as she tries to clear her mind. A hard task over these past few days, her mind always occupied with a certain someone. She wonders what would have happened had Miss Drill not interrupted them. Would Miss Hardbroom have kissed her?! Can that happen? They are student and teacher after all; if they were caught it could have been bad. Or was Lena just throwing all of this out of proportion, maybe her mind is making everything up. As she turns around a corner she sees Miss Cackle and Miss Hardbroom talking at the end of the hall and she quickly retreats back. Pressing her back against the wall she can feel herself getting anxious. She tries to listen but they are too far down the hall to make anything out clearly.
After a few moments when she thinks they are gone Lena goes to turn down the hall and runs straight into non other than Miss Hardbroom. The woman arches an eyebrow as she takes a step back, looking down at the girl trying not to smile at the way she looks so flustered.
"Eaves dropping Miss Winters?" she asks lowly, crossing her arms under her chest, "Not a very becoming habit …"
"I wasn't, I uh …" Lena tries to find something say but is at a loss, "Sorry Miss Hardbroom," she says softly as she looks down in embarrassment.
Hecate has to fight the urge to smirk at the girl, using her clawed finger under her student's chin to bring her gaze back up. Taking a step closer to bring their bodies closer, almost flush like in the Potions Lab.
"We never got to finish our conversation from the other day," she says softly, her voice low and raspy, "And I'd very much like to."
Lena feels a shiver run down her spine, the hairs on the back of her neck standing straight up. All she can manage to do is nod her head right now.
"So you agree?" Hecate asks, her eyebrow arching once more as she watches the girl.
"Yes Mistress," Lena answers just above a whisper.
At this Hecate actually has to close her eyes and take a steadying breath, she'd longed to hear those words again since the last time. She opens her eyes and stares down into those pale green eyes she's tried so hard to banish from her mind. The girl was her student. She shouldn't be entertaining the thoughts she's had.
"But alas," she says as she takes a step back, clicking open her pocket watch and looking down at it, "I have a flying lesson to teach," she fights not to grumble, she'd rather not have to be with the first years in this moment.
Lena nods as she watches her professor, her eyes traveling down the clawed hands tapping against the metal and ever present pocket watch necklace.
"Come to the potions lab after classes," Hecate says as she clicks the pocket watch closed, looking back to her student.
"Okay," Lena chokes out, it's almost comical to see the usually confident girl so flustered and speechless.
And at this the woman finally smirks, Lena's heart skipping a beat at the action.
"Good," Hecate says, the smirk still present as she walks past her student and makes her way to the grounds for the flying lesson, leaving a rattled Lena Winters in her wake.
Finally, Hecate thought with a sigh as she turned back to her cauldron, the day is finally over. After a disastrous flying lesson with the first years she was glad to have some time before dinner to relax, starting on her potion. Brewing always relaxed her, resetting her mind and calming her. She was so focused that when she heard the door open she completely forgot about Lena coming to see her.
"No girls in classrooms after hours," she says sternly when she hears her door open.
"Miss Hardbroom, its me. Lena," the girl says nervously as she closes the door with a click behind her.
Hecate stands up straight from bending over her cauldron, turning to face the girl. She had been so distracted all day that she wasn't even sure what she was going to say to her. Does she tell her they had the same dream? That she wanted to kiss her student that day? She starts to second-guess every thing this is her student! But not for much longer, she reminds herself.
"You wanted to talk right?" Lena asks hesitantly, pulling the potions mistress from her thoughts.
"That I did," she says lowly as she saunters over to the girl. Her heels clicking and echoing in the empty room as she moves slowly.
Lena watches her, trying her best to stand still as she fidgets with her sash. She's getting so anxious as her teacher approaches her.
"The other day," Hecate says lowly, pressing the student against the first row of desks. A position similar to their first encounter, "We were interrupted."
Her mind goes into over drive, what is she doing?! Is she going to kiss this girl? Her student?! But then her mind diverts again, does she want to kiss me? She cant help but wonder.
"Yes," Lena whispers, her voice bringing Hecate back once more.
"I wanted to discuss with you-" Hecate starts but both women are forced apart when they hear the door open.
The dark teacher moving away from her student so quick, both the women going slightly pale as they see Miss Cackle enter.
"Ah, Miss Hardbroom there you are!" she exclaims, then sees Lena, "Miss Winters, what are you doing here?" she asks quizzically.
"Oh, I uh … Nothing. Homework question," Lena manages to stutter out, her potions mistress watching her with widened eyes, does she look disappointed? "I'll be going … thanks Miss Hardbroom"
"Any time you need anything Miss Winters, come and see me," Hecate says as she lowers her head, hoping Lena knows what she means.
And she does. Lena fights the smirk as she gets it, waving at both women as she leaves the potions lab. Hecate looks back to see Ada staring at her with an arched eyebrow.
"Don't play with fire Hecate," Ada says lowly.
Hecate clenches her jaw, of course Ada knows. The woman turns away from the Headmistress, flexing her fingers about to get the magic residue off.
"I don't know what you're talking about Ada," she says as she goes back to her potion, "Did you need something?" She asks nonchalantly.
"Unfortunately I do, It's about Mildred Hubble," she says with a sigh, earning a long and irritated groan from the other woman.
Lena looked out of her dorm room, checking both ways up and down the hallway to make sure the coast was clear. Once she was sure she made her way out into the moonlit hallway and traveled the maze of hallways to get to Esme's dorm. When she reached her destination undetected she knocked softly on the door, it quickly opened and she was pulled inside as she tripped over her own feet and fell onto the bed.
"Its been agony all day waiting for this!" Esme exclaims excitedly, "Spill!"
Lena told her all about what happened before term, Esme hanging on her every word. She then told the blonde girl about what happened before dinner, earning a groan from her friend at being interrupted a second time.
"Seriously?!" Esmeralda exclaims and Lena has to quickly shush her so they don't get caught, "she totally likes you …"
"She can't Esme, she's my teacher! I shouldn't even have these feelings!" Lena exclaims.
"Then why does she keep getting you all by yourself, huh?" Esme questions as she crosses her arms, "She definitely wants you," she says with a smile, wiggling her eyebrows playfully.
Both girls begin laughing at the Hallow girl's action, getting a little too loud and when they hear heels walking down the hallway they cover each others mouth to silence the other. When the noise softens and fades into the distance they look at once another and sigh with relief.
"I've got to go back, it's getting late," Lena says with a yawn as she gets up.
Lena repeats the action from before and checks both ways of the hallway before making her way back to her dorm, but as she turns the corner she runs into someone again.
"Do you ever watch where you're going Miss Winters?" comes the sultry and low voice of Hecate Hardbroom.
"Miss Hardbroom," Lena says nervously at getting caught, "I'm so-"
But before she can finish her sentence shes suddenly spun around and pinned between her potions Mistress and the stone wall. It's cold against her back but she has no where to move as the woman's body presses flush against her own, Lena's breath hitching at the contact and goose bumps appearing along her arms. They were so close, actually touching this time. Hecate relishes in the moment, her chest rising and falling a little faster than normal as she feels her student finally pressed against her. She reaches up, her long nailed fingers tucking a stray hair behind the girl's ear as she leans in close, their lips centimeters from one another as their hot breath mingles. Hecate licks her lips as she lets out a breathy moan, her eyes darting down to the supple lips in front of her.
"Good night Lena," she whispers as she grips her students wrist tightly.
The action causing Lena to jolt awake and almost fall out of her bed again. She sits up, her forehead beaded with sweat as she tries to catch her breath, her eyes wide as she tries to figure out what's happening.
While somewhere else in the castle Hecate sits in her black velvet armchair in her chambers, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she slowly opens her eyes. In that moment she realizes something she doesn't think her student counter part has, I can control the dreams.