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Chapter 2:

Hecate was having no luck mirroring Ada to update her on Mildred and what exactly to do for the child. She was starting to panic, she then decided to call someone who would always answer her no matter what. Her best friend, Pippa, without a second thought she mirrors the young women immediately, and she, of course, picks up. She was even wearing her striped pink pajama looking like she was ready for bed. Hecate sighs in relief, "Well met, Pippa."

Pippa quirks an eyebrow at her, "Well met, Hecate, whatever is wrong?"

"Wherever shall I start?" She huffed, "Maybe it would be better if you came here, do you mind?"

With a poof, Pippa was there smiling brightly at her, "Not at all."

"I don't know what to do, Pippa." Hecate paced.

"With what?" Pippa laughed at her friend, "You still haven't told me what's wrong?"

"Mildred Hubble came here unannounced balling her eyes out with many injuries only to tell me that she has lost her mother in a car accident." Pippa gasped, putting a hand over her heart, "She was at the hospital, but when they started to mention social services she became afraid and appeared here. She's healed and resting in my spare bedroom. There's no one here but me and I've tried contacting Miss Cackle but she is not picking up. That's when I thought of you."

Pippa shakes her head, "The poor girl she must be so scared right now. Hecate, you can't just take her back tomorrow, she needs support and comfort! If she goes back she won't have anyone."

"I don't plan on leaving her stranded, Pippa. Surely, you would think better of me!" Hecate defends herself, "That's why she needs Miss Cackle to give her the support and comfort she needs, but she's not answering!"

"Hecate, you have to be the one if no one else answers the call. You're her teacher she looks up to you." Pippa counters, "And you don't have to do this alone it takes a coven to raise a witch. I'll be there every step of the way with you."

"I can't take on raising her there's no way that I would ever be the adopted mother of Mildred Hubble," She shuddered at the thought, "but I suppose I could be her temporary guardian for the time being."

"Hecate, no one is asking you to be her mother, right now Mildred just needs a someone to tell her it will be okay." Pippa provided her more advice, "Just take it day by day."

"What about-" Hecate started.

"Tomorrow. Now you need your rest, so go to bed and in the morning we will all figure out things over breakfast." Pippa assured her.

Hecate smirk a little at her friend, "We?"

"Oh, Hecate, do you think I would leave you all by your lonesome? I don't think so." Pippa smiled brightly and added, "Also, any chance to spend time with you is well worth it."

Hecate blushed, and coughed, "Yes, w-well goodnight, Pippa."

"Goodnight, Hecate."

When Mildred woke up she almost forgot everything that had happened to her, but when she heard the soft purring of Morgana from her bed she remembered everything once more. She curled up on herself thinking of her mother instantly and how she wished she was here with her and not in the spare bedroom of the teacher who hated her the most. She bites back the sob that was forming in the back of her throat she wasn't going to cry she needed things to be sorted out…Like where was she going to go? Miss Hardbroom, surely wouldn't let her stay here much longer.

Morgana meowed happily pressing her head into Mildred's side, making an instant thought pop in Mildred's head. Tabby! She was all alone at home! She had to go get her before something happened to her! She threw off the covers on her and ran to put her shoes on the best she could with only one arm. She gave up trying to tie her shoes after the first time failing at it. She was just going to have to be careful not to trip on her way home.

Wait, how was she going to get home? Could it be possible to make herself disappear like she did last night, but she only did that by accident? She could find a broom, but she wasn't very good flying with two hands and with only one hand she couldn't imagine what would happen. She had to try though, Tabby needed her! With her mindset, she snuck off out of Miss Hardbroom's quarters and to the spare broom-shed that they had for Mildred's flying class this year.

Barely five feet out the door, Miss Hardbroom appears in front of her with a disapproving look on her face, "Going somewhere, Mildred?"

Mildred gulps, "Y-yes-I mean no, Miss Hardbroom."

"Really? Because it looks like to me you were off in a hurry somewhere." She raises a suspicious eyebrow.

"I-uh, was going for a jog?" Mildred offers, and Miss Hardbroom's expression turns sour.

"Mildred Hubble, I will not tolerate lying directly to my face now where were you off to?"

Mildred looks away ashamed, "Tabby, she at our-I mean my house…And I just can't leave her all by herself! A-A-And I don't want another person dying on my watch!" Hot tears pour out of her eyes, and she's even more embarrassed now than being caught. She was crying like a baby in front of Miss Hardbroom, the strictest teacher there was who probably didn't tolerate something like crying.

Surprisingly, she heard poof, and in front of her eyes was Miss Hardbroom holding out Tabby for her to take. Her mouth dropped to the floor, "Oh, come on now you silly little girl take the cat before I give it away to someone else." Mildred sniffles, and takes Tabby from her teacher.

Mildred smiles, hugging Tabby close to her, "Thank you, Miss Hardbroom."

Miss Hardbroom hums thoughtfully as she beckons the child back in the comfort of her quarters, "Come, Mildred, we have a lot to discuss and do."

Mildred obeys quickly, clutching Tabby along with her. It was nice to have a small comfort back to her. Mildred follows Miss Hardbroom into her living room area. It was a cozy warm type of room that Mildred didn't think was possible for a woman of Miss Hardbroom's taste. There was a creamy coffee colored couch that sat in front of a large bookcase and beside the fireplace. There was a wooden coffee table out in front with a small beautiful tea set in the middle. There was also a huge throne-like armchair that would have swallowed Mildred whole if she sat in it. Miss Hardbroom gestures her to sit down with her sharp fingernails. Mildred obliges and takes Tabby into her lap.

"First, I would like to share my condolences about your mother, Mildred. I know that this must be a difficult time for you, but I will do my best to help you through it." Miss Hardbroom offers her, "I have tried to get into contact to Miss Cackle, but I had no luck, but it is my duty as deputy headmistress to step up to help you. For the time being, you will be under my supervision and care until we can figure out a suitable caretaker for you to live with."

"I don't have anyone who would be willing to be that." Mildred sadly replies, "I don't even have any relatives that I know of. It was always just me and-" She can't seem to finish her sentence, because of the lug in her throat thinking of her mother.

Miss Hardbroom clears out her throat at the uncomfortableness of the situation, "Be that as it may, we will have to find someone for you. You are too young to be alone by yourself." Mildred looked as if she could protest to that, "You are, Mildred, and that's why you will be with me for the time being. Now, we must move on to other matters and I'm afraid this is where it's going to be hard for you."

As Miss Hardbroom speaks these words, Miss Pentangle appears in the room in her usual pink garb. Miss Pentangle smiles gently at Mildred, "Well met, Mildred." She greets, "Well met, Hecate."

Both she and Miss Hardbroom exchange greetings back to her, when Mildred pops the question, "What are you doing here, Miss Pentangle?"

Miss Pentangle slides beside her onto the couch, "I'm here to help you, and Hecate with anything you need."

"I was just about to go over what our plans are for the day." Hecate informs Pippa, and turns to Mildred, "Unfortunately, we have to get you back to the hospital to let them know that you are no longer missing. And there is also the knowledge of finding out about your mother's will and among other things."

Mildred knew what the 'among other things' was about her mother was going to have to have a funeral. Mildred chews on her cheek to keep from crying anymore today. Pippa gently finds a way to squeeze her hand for comfort and it lessens the grief for Mildred. Mildred nods, and chokes out, "O-Okay."

"Remember, Mildred, you won't be doing this alone. You'll have me and Miss Hardbroom." Pippa reminds her in a soft voice, "First, before we do anything we don't we have some breakfast, yeah?"

Mildred shakes her head, her stomach was saying no to everything right now, "I'm not hungry."

Miss Hardbroom gives her a stern look, "Mildred, you are going to eat something before we go anywhere today." She stands and drawls her fingers at Mildred. Mildred feels a tug of magic forcing her up and to follow Miss Hardbroom against her will leading her to a small dining room with the kitchen adjacent to the table. Miss Hardbroom points to a chair and Mildred sits, "Don't move."

Miss Pentangle follows Miss Hardbroom into the kitchen. Mildred sighs, she really didn't want food it felt like everything would come up if she ate anything. Everything felt like a sting at her heart, making it pound with anxiety and frustration. Soon Miss Pentangle and Miss Hardbroom came out with oatmeal, juice, and toast and jam. Miss Hardbroom sat a small portion of each item enough for her to get it down. Miss Pentangle and Miss Hardbroom sat beside her in the other chairs.

"Hecate, you know a donut would have been a tasty thing to have with this meal." Pippa hints at.

Miss Hardbroom gives her a dull look, "I don't want to deal with a sugar high eleven-year-old or a sugar high Pipsqueak for that matter."

Miss Pentangle huffs at her, "Not funny, Hiccup."

Miss Hardbroom smirks at her, "I think it's a little funny, even Mildred thinks so."

Mildred tries to hide her smile behind her toast, "Only a little, Miss Pentangle."

"And here I thought you would be on my side, Mildred." The pink clad witch pouted at her.

Miss Hardbroom looks approving at Mildred's plate, "I'm glad to see that you're eating a little once we're finished we will travel to our destination."

Mildred nods but then looks at Miss Hardbroom's and Miss Pentangle's clothes. They were both in there witch's' attire, "Are you both going to change?"

Miss Hardbroom raises an eyebrow as does Miss Pentangle, "And what just is wrong with the clothes we are wearing?"

Mildred blushes a bit not meaning to question their fashion choices, "No, it's not like that. It's just you can't go look like that!" Miss Hardbroom's eyes harden at her for being rude, "N-No, that's not what I mean, Miss Hardbroom! What I mean is that non-magical folk will think you're very unusual for wearing that, so you might want to change into something more appropriate?"

Miss Pentangle smirks at the girl's cute babbling, and decides to tease her more, "Hecate, I think she's embarrassed by us!"

Mildred's eyes widen, and her blush turns redder, "N-N-No, that's not at all what I meant!"

Miss Pentangle giggles at Mildred's bright adorable red face, "Oh, Mildred, you are too easy to tease! Look how red she is, Hecate? She's just adorable."

Mildred continues to blush and avoids eye contact from the two older witches. Even thought Miss Pentangle thought she was adorable in the way of her babbling she always hated that she babbles too much and made a fool of herself. Though when she looked up she could see the tiniest of smiles on Miss Hardbroom's face. And she thought then it was a small victory for herself.

Miss Hardbroom stands up from the table, "Yes, well, she is right though we do need more appropriate clothes, and Mildred you can't go in your pajamas either."

Suddenly, Miss Pentangle transforms Mildred, Miss Hardbroom, and herself clothes into a more casual clothing for non-magical people to see. Miss Pentangle is wearing a nice white blouse with a bright pink pencil skirt and pink high heels to match. Miss Hardbroom was wearing a black dress with her pocket watch necklace still attach along with a long emerald green shawl with black high heels. As for Mildred, she was wearing a red sleeveless hoodie and black skinny jeans with brown boots.

"There we go. Not too bad." Miss Pentangle winks, "I think we are non-magical looking ready."

Miss Hardbroom sighs, taking another look at her outfit, "I suppose, Mildred, are you ready?"

Was she? There seemed to be a tightness in her chest like the air was being sucked up around her. Mildred feels a hand squeeze her good hand, and whisper in her ear, "Remember you are not alone, Mildred Hubble."

And surprisingly the comfort did not come from Miss Pentangle, but Miss Hardbroom who was crouched near her looking at her with many concerns. Mildred let out a long tired sighed, "O-Okay, let's go."

Miss Pentangle touches her cheek, "We'll be with you all the way, Mildred."

With both witches giving her all the comfort in the world she needs and Miss Hardbroom snaps her fingers and they are gone from the room and into where all of Mildred's grief started.