As she curled up in her bed at Cackle's Academy she felt the usual tears come running down her face as she breathed in sharply as an attempt to try to prevent the sobs that she knew would soon take over her body. This was now the routine for Miss Hardbroom and had been ever since she had found out that Mildred Hubble was one of the new first years to be attending the school this year. You see, there was more to Miss Hardbroom than met the eye. Yes she was the strong confident witch that scared the living daylights out of many of the students, but concealed within that hard shell was Constance, a fragile young woman who was suffering a great loss.

Fifteen years ago tomorrow she had given birth to the most beautiful twin girls, with her partner of five years by her side every step of the way. In many ways they were the perfect family, there was so much love shared between them all that it seemed impossible that anything bad could ever happen to any of them. The day before the babies were two weeks old, tragedy struck the happy family and Constance's world began to come crashing down around her. Her baby girl, named Dawn Eva Hubble (her partners name as they were soon to be married) died during the night. The death of their baby girl proved too much for her partner to cope with and so he soon left, leaving Constance to care for the other baby alone. Constance tried her hardest, she really did but eventually she had to admit defeat, she could not care for her baby girl all alone and so she had no choice but to put her up for adoption.