Hello there! Thanks for choosing my story to read! I recently just watched The Worst Witch and I fell in love with it! For that love, I decided to write a fanfic about it! I really enjoyed the relationship between Hecate and Mildred and I wanted to see more of it. Anyway, tell me what you think by reviewing, favoring, or following my story! Thanks so much! Enjoy!

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Chapter 1:

Hecate Hardbroom did not think that she could possibly be disturbed on such a lovely summer Sunday night at Cackle's Academy, but she was unfortunately mistaken. She was in her potions room restocking potions ingredients when a loud banging from the front doors prevented her from checking to see if she had any mandrake roots left. Hecate was very alarmed, she knew that she was the only one that was still in the school at this very moment. Most teachers had left already to go to their own summer holiday homes, and Miss Cackle herself had gone to visit with her mother. It was just her left in the school and that's how she liked it too.

The banging grew, and it sounded like someone was ready to try kicking the door down instead. Hecate disappeared herself down to the doors and prepared herself for an attack of any kind. She opened the door and had her fingers curled ready to sprout her magic. The witch's defense was down when she was met with a sobbing little girl into her arms.

With her hands raised above her, Hecate did not return the hug, but cried out, "Mildred Hubble! What-"

Mildred, who was still crying tried explaining herself, "Oh, Miss H-Hardbroom! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I-I didn't k-k-know w-w-where else to go!"

Miss Hardbroom sighed, and pulled Mildred from her waist taking her by her shoulders, "Mildred, what are you doing her? You should be back home with your mother!" And at the word 'mother', Mildred cries harder, "Mildred! What in this world has happened?"

Mildred kept crying, and wouldn't stop. Miss Hardbroom shook her head, and invite her in. She leads her all the way down to her own room, so that way maybe she could calm the poor girl down, but before she did. She saw the blood on Mildred, and her heart stopped.

"Are you hurt?" Hecate immediately asked she started to check the little witch's body all over. The poor girl had cuts all around her face, and arms she was also carrying her left arm. Mildred looked terrified, and would not stop crying. Hecate gently puts her hands on Mildred's shoulder, "Mildred, please answer me so I can heal you properly."

Mildred sniffles, "M-m-my arm. It hurts, and I-I don't think I c-can move it."

"Anything else?" Miss Hardbroom asks, still checking over her. Mildred shakes her head, "Come on then." She opens her room open for Mildred to step into. The girl precedes still shaking and sobbing.

Miss Hardbroom immediately goes to work pulling out potion after potion to fix Miss Hubble up. She diagnosis her arm with magic and tuts seeing that her arm isn't broken but fractured. She could heal with a few potions, but for the most part, it was going to have to heal on its own. She applied healing balm with the gentlest of touches to Mildred's cuts. Lastly, she gave the girl a potion to calm her nerves down.

Once she had finished tying a sling for Mildred's arm she starts to question what happened, "Mildred, can you tell me what happened now? Is there anyone else who is hurt?"

Mildred croaks a dry sob, "My mum."

"Why didn't you say so before, foolish girl! I'll bring her here-"

"No! You can't!" Mildred pleads, "She's dead."

Miss Hardbroom's stomach sinks hearing the devastation in her student's voice, "W-What happened, Mildred?"

"W-we were driving and t-then this car came and h-h-hit my mum's side…" Mildred was breathing fast remembering the memory again, "And I couldn't….I d-didn't save her."

Miss Hardbroom places a hand on the child's shoulder, "Mildred, there was nothing you could have done."

"I have magic! I could've done something!" Mildred angrily shouts.

Miss Hardbroom shakes her head, "Not in a situation like this, you can not blame yourself."

"I didn't know what to do. They tried saving her at the hospital, but they couldn't do anything, and then they started asking me if I had any family to come and-I don't have any. I only had my mum…And then they started talking about social service coming and then I-" She was babbling away trying to say all she could.

Miss Hardbroom stopped her from upsetting herself more she took her student by the shoulders, "Mildred, it'll be alright we will figure it out together. I'll contact Miss Cackle tomorrow, but in the meantime, you need your rest. You've had a long night."

Mildred looked shocked to see Miss Hardbroom in such a nice mood with her she was probably surprised that Hecate didn't kick her out. Mildred nodded sullenly, "Yes, Miss Hardbroom."

"Alright, you can sleep in my quarters tonight I have a spare room that you can sleep in." She twirled her fingers, and suddenly in her hand was a pair of Mildred's pajama's from home, "I believe these would be more comfortable for you to sleep in."

Mildred tucks the pajamas under her arms, and looks up at Miss Hardbroom with her soft brown eyes, "Thank you, Miss Hardbroom."

Something deep inside Miss Hardbroom's heart melted causing her to place a hand on Mildred's cheek to comfort the child, "Think nothing of it, now come. I'll show you to your room." She quickly regained her strict composer after seeing the girl's brown eyes widen at the soft gesture. She leads Mildred down to her guest quarters, and lets the child in. "There is a bathroom attached to the room and if you need anything I'm right down the hallway. Knock first. And do not go into my private office ever, unless I say otherwise. The consequences will be severe if you do."

Mildred gulps, "Yes, Miss Hardbroom."

A meow interrupts from Hecate telling the girl goodnight. Hecate's cat Morgana comes strutting down the hall to greet Mildred. The cat rubs against Mildred's legs purring, and Hecate is astonished. Morgana did not care for strangers, really she hated anyone that came through her door that was not herself. Morgana even didn't care for Miss Cackle being around, what made Mildred so special?

Mildred giggles the first time tonight, and bends down to pet the black cat, "Is this cat yours, Miss Hardbroom?"

"Why yes, Mildred, this is Morgana. I've had her ever since I was your age." Miss Hardbroom stated, still puzzled by how her cat was acting towards Mildred.

"Morgana must be an old cat then-" Mildred flushes realizing what she had just said, "Miss Hardbroom, I didn't mean-I only meant that-"

Hecate narrows her eyes shutting up the child's excessive babbling, "Bed. Now." Mildred nods fervently, and Miss Hardbroom adds before taking off to her room, "Goodnight, Mildred Hubble."

"G-Goodnight, Miss Hardbroom." Mildred stumbles out, as Hecate went to her own room to see if she could contact anyone to help her with Mildred. A horror just passed through Miss Hardbroom's head she was all alone with Mildred Hubble, the worst witch to ever to be with herself. Hecate knew then and there that her summer vacation was not going to be as peaceful with Mildred Hubble around.