Bonus NYD update! happy 2018 all the best x
"Oh cripes." Mildred suddenly felt a bit sick, having realized what that sudden sharp icy sensation had been moments before the crash.
"Cripes indeed." Gris parroted. "Excellent barrel roll and swan dive in that bit of the routine."
"I don't think you could have done that again if you'd tried. Bonus marks for not dismounting there and then." Fenny complimented.
"Has anyone else ever flown though her?" she asked faintly. The pair frowned.
"Well… we climbed through her office window once. And she was behind her desk. If that counts?"
"I don't think it does, Fenny. Oh, don't worry Mildred! You're not the first around here to go through a ghost. The first to fly through Miss Cackle yes, but she gets walked through a lot."
"Yeah she's been teaching forever so she's probably used to it. And she drifts through walls all the time as well so accidents are bound to happen."
"That's a relief." Mildred said, as they turned off one stair way up another then down a corridor.
"This is your form. Well most of it, I think one of the girl's is outside and another's downstairs. And yes, don't fret. Ghost girls fly through or get flown though a lot during practice too."
"and Even HB's stormed through a student by accident. twice that we've seen."
"just look where you're going and don't do it on purpose to Cackle or any of the other ghosts, it's very rude." Gris said. "Its normally a mark of respect to move out of their way if you can, ah here we are. this is you. say hello room."
"Hello room." Mildred smiled feeling a lot better after Talking with the gruesome twosome.
"Excellent! you'll be mad as us if you make it to second year." Fenny smiled back.
She hadn't been paying much attention to where they were going and Mildred hoped she could remember how to find it again. Like the castle itself, her room was creepy and dusty but somehow homely; with minimal furnishings, complete with bats hanging upside down on the ceiling and her name on the old door. There was no glass in the windows either, much to Fenny and Gris's amusement.
"A window pane?!"
"Fresh air. Part of the great cackle tradition." They mocked in bad impersonations of their deputy's snappy tone and headmistresses' drone. Before breaking into sniggers. Twin sniggers, even as they sat down on the edge of Mildred's new old creaky little bed.
"Along with cold feet runny noses and goose bumps!"
"and forming icicles if you're a mostly water baster creature. Watch the stairs for frozen slime come winter."
"I heard one time was so bad there was frost forming on Cackle! Every time she went through a wall it was like a tiny snowfall!"
"Wow. Has Miss Cackle always been here then?" Mildred asked, setting her bag on the bed and taking off her hat and cloak before joining them on the bed. The hat had bent on impact of her crash and try as she might she couldn't straighten it. "if the school's in her name."
"Oh, yes she was here a student. But the school was set up by one of her great great great great great great Grandmothers." Fenny grinned as though eager to spill the historical gossip. "Our Miss Cackle went away, became a teacher and had a family. By then the school became a real school and moved into the castle."
"you missed two greats off Fen. Then when her husband died she came back to Cackles. Then took over from her Granny as headmistress. and then stayed on after she and her sister died. Quite tragic really." Gris said, with the same enthusiasm. Then causally dropped the ghost story. "Don't be offended if she calls you the wrong name. Or muddles up what class you're in. Or what year it is."
"She's just been teaching for so long. A lot of them have actually." Fenny shrugged. "Some of the adult folks are well into triple digits' age wise. But a few weeks into term and the old cloggers normally have got it down."
"That said," they wickedly said in unison. "You might have made a big enough impression on them already…Mildred, Mildred Hubble."