Before Ethie and Sybie - Esmerelda's First Years Chapter 6, a worst witch fanfic

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Chapter Six

Esmerelda smiled for the first time since she started school when Miss Cackle went to tell her she had special permission to mirror home more often, Esmerelda was taking advantage of that and mirrored her sisters as soon as her lessons were over the next day.

"Esmie! I thought you were only allowed to mirror once a week?" Ethel said smiling as she saw her sister appear out of nowhere.

"Miss Cackle said I can mirror more, I don't know why but I am not going to question it, how are you both?" Esmerelda asked seeing they looked okay health wise which was a relief.

"Okay, but I cut my finger" Sybil said sadly as she held up her right hand to show her that her pointer finger had a plaster on it.

"Oh Sybie are you okay!? How did you do that?" Esmerelda asked hating the thought of her sister hurt.

"I was practising potions like usual and I cut myself on a thorn" Sybil said as she remembered how she had tried to carefully pick up the ingredient but it had still cut her. She never liked to use thorns in potions.

"Oh Sybie, that is awful!" Esmie said wanting to go and kiss her finger better but unable to from where she was. She knew Sybil would have cried, not just because of the pain but because she hated blood and the thought of little Sybil crying killed Esmerelda inside.

"I tried to heal it as best as I could, I found plasters in your first aid kid that you left" Ethel told her sister who smiled happily. Ethel at least had tried to help Sybil, even if she didn't know much about injuries.

"Thank you Ethie, I wish I could be there sorry Sybie" the eldest blonde said. She was actually prepared to go tell Miss Cackle she had to go home as her sister was injured, but when she found out it was for a cut finger she suspected the woman would not let her and might even get mad at her.

"It is okay it is so not painful now" Sybil said smiling as Esmerelda remembered something.

"Did you talk to Gran?" she asked remembering they both said they were going to do that. Ethel and Sybil looked at each other then and started giggling.

"What is so funny?" Esmerelda asked smiling as they laughed. She liked hearing that her sisters were happy.

"We mirrored her, and then she changed it so she was mirroring the people in the kitchen, she shouted at the cooks about their negligence and how they nearly gave Ethel something she was allergic too and one of them was so scared he went to hide under the table" Sybil told her sister as she laughed at the thought of the grown man hiding.

Esmerelda listened then started laughing herself. That was Grandma Josephine for you, sweet and kind but deadly and poison if you get on the wrong side of her, she was probably the most terrifying Hallow you could meet, and that is a record considering the whole family was quite scary at times.

"I don't think he is going to slack on his job again" Ethel said as the three sisters laughed at the thought of the a grown man hiding under the table like a little boy from an old woman who was thousands of miles away.

"Well at least he knows now" Esmerelda said as she laughed some more "How has the food being since then?" Esmerelda asked

"Better" Sybil replied as she looked at her sister

"Still not as good as the way you make it though, they never can remember the way we like things" Ethel replied and Esmerelda chuckled more.

"Yes well you two are picky, it is hard to remember how you like everything and what you won't eat" Esmerelda replied knowing they were to picky for their own good. Maybe she should of tried to make them less picky and not give in to how they wanted food done because they might of learned to eat whatever she gave them but she just wanted her sisters to be happy and like eating, not think it was a chore.

"All Hallows are picky, it is in our genes" Ethel replied and Esmerelda nodded in agreement.

Ethel had a point. Even their parents wanted food done certain ways. Esmerelda was picky too, not as much as her sisters but she could still be a picky eater and Grandma Josephine was like Esmerelda too, it was just part of their family way to be picky but Ethel and Sybil were way more picky than anyone else in their family, they were extra picky.

"How is school food?" Ethel asked interested in what food her sister got served.

Esmerelda suddenly paled at the question, at the thought oo what she was forced to eat and Ethel and Sybil looked at each other curiously.

"What is up?" Ethel asked wondering about the odd reaction

"Sorry" Esmerelda said not wanting to worry them "It is just the thought of that stuff they call food, it is always cold or wet, the porridge is the worst, it is like they got some cement and served it to us" Esmerelda told her sisters pulling a disgusted face.

"Eww gross!" Sybil said as she also looked disgusted.

"I wouldn't eat it" Ethel said as she was the most picky of the three and was very very particular about food and what she would eat.

"HB makes sure we eat it or she won't let us leave, plus we have no choice, we would starve to death if we didn't" Esmerelda told her sisters sadly, wishing she had a way to not eat that muck.

"Pretend you have an allergy, they might give you something else" Ethel suggested, thinking of a way that might help her sister.

"No way, the dinner witches are some of the nastiest people in the whole school, they hate all the students and get angry if you talk about their food" Esmerelda said as she remembered a girl who tried to get something else once and then she left the hall in tears from the telling off she received.

"I am sorry you have to suffer with that" Sybil said, feeling bad for her sister.

"It is okay, it is only a couple of times a day thankfully" Esmerelda said. She was just about to ask her sisters something else when suddenly her parents appeared in front of the mirror, blocking her sisters from view.

"Hey darling" her mother, Ursula, said, smiling as she spoke to her eldest.

Esmerelda smiled softly, she wanted to talk to her sisters, at least to say goodbye to them, but her parents were completely blocking their view.

"Well met mother, father" Esmerelda said politely

"How are you finding grand old Cackles?" her father, Triton, asked her.

"It is great "Esmerelda lied not wanting to talk about the fact she was homesick and lonely, her parents would only get annoyed and say she wasn't trying.

"And how are lessons? How is your work going?" her mother than asked.

"Yes I am doing fine, all A's" Esmerelda told them but not smugly, she just knew that was what they wanted to hear. She knew they wanted to hear she was doing perfectly.

"That is fantastic darling, make sure you keep it up" Ursula told her and Esmerelda nodded in agreement.

"Our perfect daughter only gets the best" Mr Hallow told her and Esmie sighed, always hating when someone spoke about her like that. It wasn't true and it just made her look big headed when she wasn't.

"Yes father" Esmerelda said looking at a spot on the floor embarrassed.

Her parents then proceeded to talk to her for half an hour, Ethel and Sybil must have left as she couldn't see them anymore but soon Mr and Mrs Hallow were about to go.

"Sorry darling we have to go, it is time for work, we have an extra shift tonight" Mrs Hallow said and Esmie smiled before speaking.

"Okay but can you put Ethel and Syb.." she said but she didn't get to finish as her father spoke over her.

"Bye darling, talk later" he said and Esmerelda could only watch as the mirror went blank and all she could see in it was her reflection again.

"No!" Esmie said before trying to call them again but no-one answered and she stayed sat there, broken inside. She was allowed to mirror home again, but with her parents in a way she still couldn't speak to her sisters all she wanted.