Side Stories (Mildred & Ms.Hardbroom)

into the woods

It was time for mildred to light the lanterns, so she grabbed her broom and went around the academy as usual.

Everything seemed as usual, but then she spotted someone in the forest, she lit the last lantern before heading out into the woods.

She wondered who it could be, who was still walking around in the forest so late

she was certain of one thing, it couldn't be anyone from the human world, because to climb the mountain on foot would be too strenuous

She was a bit uneasy, but it couldn't be a stranger, so she replenished with the thought that it was someone she knew

then she got off her broom, from a distance she could only make out a black figure, it was a bit scary, she told herself that it was only so scary because it was dark

as she got closer to the dark figure, she was gradually able to make out a person. It was none other than hecate hardbroom.

she was as quiet as possible, she didn't want to bother ms hardbroom, she must have her reasons why she was sitting outside in the forest so late in the evening. when she was standing right behind her she noticed a faint cry. was Mrs. harschmann crying? Was she really?

But it could be possible because even the toughest cry sometimes

"mildred hubble" ms hardbroom tone made mildred shudder. all of her color disappeared from her engraving "what does your honor get me at this late hour? she asked coldly, but her voice seemed to tremble

that was extremely unusual for hecate hardbroom, she always had a clear and serious voice, she was obviously not doing well and she tried to hide something but not from mildred

"If you're already here, then don't stand around so stupidly. You can also sit down with me or you can go.

you should be in your room by now, shouldn't you mildred? hecate turned to the younger witch

Mildred nodded and took her broom. Hecate paused for a brief moment. she thought mildred was going to leave, but to her surprise she sat down next to her and looked at her.

"What are you doing out here?", Mildred asked curiously on the floor, "I don't know what this has to do with you, Mildred Hubble", her look ice cold, but her voice is more fragile than ever before

"nothing i know.... But I just worry about her.
It's -it's cold". and they just sit there as if they don't mind.. mildred sounded worried.
" I don't mind", she said calmly

"and why not? She doesn't even tremble"

"if you are ice cold inside, then you notice the outside cold no longer mildred"

mildred stared incredulously at mrs hardbroom, on one hand because ms hardbroom did not use her last name for the first time in all time and on the other hand because it was the first time that ms hardbroom talked to her so openly

mildred was speechless. she didn't know what to say, she wanted to do something. Ms Hardbroom has opened up to her. she couldn't just sit there now

"I-" mildred interrupted her by gently wrapping her arms around the older witch

hecate turned to stone. she didn't know how to deal with the fact that she received a hug, it was unfamiliar to her

"Ms hardbroom" asked mildred gently

"yes mildred?", hecate answered a little hesitantly and waited eagerly for mildred's next words

"You know it's a hug, don't you? That means that you can hug me back with any pleasure"