A/N - I can't believe it we are here, this is the last chapter. I want to thank everyone that has followed along with this story and all the reviews which were left. One last thing I wanted to add Hettie Hubble into this but because Mildred is Constance's daughter in this story and Constance is an only child it is not possible for her to be her cousin so in this they are NOT related and she had an different last name. I hope you all enjoy the conclusion to this story.

Chapter One Hundred and Four

It had been exactly one year since Mildred had started teaching at Cackle's and she was now an confident and very good teacher. She did use some of her mother's tactics but was not as harsh as her mother, things had changed in the year for the better.

Only an few months after she had started teaching Mildred realised she like her mother before her had acquired an nickname. It had taken the students only days to figure out she was Constance's daughter and only days after they found out she realised they were calling her 'HB Junior' despite the fact she used Hubble as her last name whilst teaching. She had also heard the term 'The HB's' before which students used for example if they were saying:

"Careful the HB's will hear you" which was something students worried about once they realised both the mother and daughter could transport and sometimes they both appeared at once which really scared the students.

Mildred had already found an student that reminded her of herself. Her name was Henrietta Greenwood and she like Mildred was from an non-witching family so of course it surprised Mildred to no end when she figured out the girl was best friends with an Hallow of all people. Ethel's little sister, Mona, as well as Crescentmoon Winterchild although Mildred would admit Mona was an lot more like Sybil and Esmeralda as she was missing her sister, Ethel's,cruel ways. The four of them did not have an very good introduction to each other.

Mildred was stood with the other members of staff as they happily chatted whilst the pupils settled in. The new first years had already seemed to of formed their friendship groups and the head girl was making sure everything was running smoothly. The three new friends, Hettie, Mona and Cressie were stood at the top of the stairs as they looked down at their teachers.

"So that's Hardbroom's daughter then?" Cressie asked as everyone just seemed to know that fact now.

"Yes, she's really pretty" Mona commented

"It's kind of funny isn't it I mean one teaches potions and one art, could the subjects be more different?" Hettie commented. She had already heard about the two of them in the half an hour she had been at the school.

"My sister Ethel was in the same year as her but she didn't like her" Mona commented.

"Yes but that was years ago" Cressie pointed out

"Well she seems nice I bet she doesn't follow her mother's teaching methods at all" Hettie replied.

Mildred had been talking to her mother and the other members of staff but for the last few minutes she could sense she was being stared at. Mildred looked up and saw the three girls staring at her and they were clearly whispering about her.

"OI YOU THREE WHAT YOU DOING? " She shouted making the three girls jump. "Shouldn't you three be unpacking instead of gawping at us?" Mildred asked. The three new friends looked at each other before replying.

"Yes...sorry Miss Hubble" they said as they started walking back towards their new rooms.

"Yes Hettie, she doesn't follow her mother's example at all" Mona replied saracatically.

After an few weeks it was clear Hettie was exactly like Mildred. She couldn't fly well or cast spells well or make potions. She was basically hopeless at everything and Mildred knew how that felt so when she had been teaching the first years and she heard Hettie sighing in frustration Mildred went to see what was wrong.

"Are you alright Henrietta?" Mildred asked as of course teachers did not use nicknames for their pupils.

"Oh Miss I am hopeless at this just like everything else" the dark haired girl said sadly. Mildred took an look at the drawing the girl had produced and bend down so she could talk to her without anyone hearing.

"You are not hopeless, you have given it an good try and I think you could be very good with just some practice after all you have so much imagination" Mildred said smiling. Hettie was the type of pupil she had wanted to teach so they would no longer feel hopeless.

"You are just saying that Miss" Hettie replied

"No I am not, for someone who has never drawn before it is an very good attempt, you have potential" Mildred told her walking away smiling knowing the girl was already feeling brighter and Mildred reminded herself why she loved her job. Maybe just maybe Hettie would love art like Mildred does.

Elsewhere in the school things were also going great. Davina had gotten her wish and the students were no longer singing in English but in Welsh an idea that Constance of all people had suggested.

"Davina there girls were so annoyed because most of them these days have never even heard of the language and they don't want to waste their time learning something they can't use, how about Welsh? " Constance suggested. Davina had taken the suggestion and before long the school was competing in choir competitions and people told them they loved to hear them sing because of their originality to other schools.

Mildred and Merlin were stronger than ever and the great thing was he was an good role model for the girls. During the first time he went for an visit it had not taken the girls of the school to realise he was an wizard. An lot of them had not even met an proper wizard before as Hellibore's visits were not as frequent as they once were because of his age and the fact things had been awkward since Amelia had turned down the offer of merging the schools. Him visiting less was something all the teachers found refreshing.

Therefore, Mildred had asked Merlin to speak to the girls knowing he did not share the same opinion as others that Wizards were better than Witches just for the fact they were male. Merlin, who had once being shy and unpopular when Mildred had met him was now older and more confident and the girls loved when he would give them talks and demonstrations and it really was great for the girls to learn not all wizards were sexist.

"Anyone have any questions?" he asked as all the girls eagerly put their hands in the air wanting to ask an wizard an question.

"Yes, go on" he asked an blonde forth year who turned to her friend happily before turning back and asking her question.

"Are wizards more powerful then witches?" she asked. Merlin turned to glance at Mildred and then smirked before he turned back to answer.

"Not really, there is powerful witches and powerful wizards, I mean have you ever angered both Miss Hardbroom and Miss Hubble at the same time? Now in them situations that power could overturn any wizard" he replied causing the girls to burst into laughter.

Charlie sometimes did the talks too though he couldn't go as often but the girls loved when they were treated to talks by the wizards something Mildred had never experienced in her time at school as the students had just being bored with Hellibore after an few seconds.

Constance was sat in her bedroom stroking her cat, Morgana, with one hand as she flicked through the dark blue book Mildred had given her so many years ago with her other hand. She had found the book whilst looking for something and decided to take an look as it had not been opened for so long. Constance smiled and shook her head as she saw the picture of her twelve year old daughter and wondered where the years could possibly have gone.

Constance thought back to everything over the years with Mildred and how things had changed. She was happier and nicer than before. She had realised the true meaning of family and she had friends. She was not so stuck up and could now take an joke and she had gotten rid of all the bad things in her life, Broomhead, her parents, self-harming and she knew that was all down to being reunited with her daughter. Constance was no longer struggling to function she had reasons to live and an happy normal life, the life she had always wanted as an child. She had an charming daughter and was closer to Amelia then ever before. Constance was taken out of her thoughts by an knock on the door. Mildred popped her head around the door and smiled.

"Mildred come here" Constance said as her daughter walked in carrying her cat in her arms who jumped out of her arms and cuddled up to the black cat when she saw her. Mildred sat next to her mother who put her arm around her.

"Do you remember this book?" Constance asked

"Of course I do" Mildred replied as she looked at the oldest pictures and shook her head.

"It is still so crazy how time flies, it seems like only yesterday we took that picture" Mildred replied talking about the picture her and her mother had taken together the day Constance had received the book.

Mildred thought back to everything that had happened. She had always being an unhappy child as she had no parents and her dream was to find her mother. Her dream came true and she even found her father, true, she had not seen him in years but she likes the fact she at least knows who he is. The fact her mother is the only family she has doesn't matter because she has found herself an whole family of people even if they are not related by blood. She has friends that are trustworthy and the type of friends she would have for life and she has an amazing boyfriend who has never had an problem with long distance dating and they were still going strong all these years later. Lastly, she was working in her dream job in the place she had always called home and helping students that are just like her. Life was great.

"Mum?" Mildred started

"Darling?" Constance replied

"Are you happy?" Mildred asked. An question that had always being awkward for her mother to answer with everything that was going on in her life.

"Yes Mildred, I am happy, are you?" Constance asked

"Yes mum, I am so happy" Mildred replied and then gasped.

"LOOK" Mildred said as she walked over to her mother's bedroom window her mother following keeping her arm around her.

"I have never seen such an amazing sunrise at Cackle's" Mildred replied as Constance smiled and the two women watched the sun rise on Cackle's Academy, telling them there was an new day of fun and adventure awaiting them. In that moment they both had one thought going through their heads.

We made it.

A/N: So that is it, once again thank you I have loved writing this for all of you and look forward to writing future stories.