Stone Cold

Selection Day, the most awaited day of Cackle's Academy. Perhaps, most awaited day of some staff in Cackle's, except Miss Hardbroom.

Positively, Miss Cackle was hoping for this generation of young witches, holding the hope that they will be the saviour of the Craft. But on the contrary, Miss Hardbroom doesn't think so. She thinks that all young witches will only play using their magics without knowing the danger they might encounter.

But little did she know, that day will change her life. Meeting a powerful young witch, a spitting image of her but with a brown hair and hazel brown eyes.

That very day, a jealous and selfish young witch tried to do her best to eliminate that young witch because she only wants the "spotlight" herself, she wants to be the best.

Upon that very day, the selfish witch creates a mess, leading Miss Hardbroom summoning that witch's parent, yet little did Miss Hardbroom know she will be facing the love of her life.

The young witch was her former lover's daughter, deep down she wants to tell her she missed her, she didn't manage to voice it out as she remains her posture.

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction using characters from The Worst Witch. And I do not claim ownership of the characters and world that I am borrowing.

//heatherofkade.♡