A/N: Hey everyone! I would like to thank everyone who has reviewed! It really means a lot to me! Sorry this one is short, but I've been really busy. I've been having some personal problems and some health related problems. My astima has been a real pain in the butt for a little over a week. But, on the flip side, my birthday's today! Anyone who can guess how old I am gets a cookie! (okay, so not really) Please review and happy readin'!

By the time Lucila had come back with the instructions, Draco had already planned out what he needed for the potion to bring his mother back from the dead. Well, nothing can bring anyone back from the dead, exactly, but you can conjure a ghost. The only catch was the person had to have been cruelly murdered, but then again, isn't all murder cruel? When Lucila came back Draco asked her to find the plants he needed for the potion, and she agreed, though she was a little suspicious of why exactly he wanted the plants. He didn't really tell her.

Draco had one of the potion ingredients with him, an item that had once belonged to his mother. He had accidentally, and to his relief, grabbed an old Muggle book his mother had given him when he was ten, call the Hobbit. It was basically the start of a series of books about small people with big feet and their quest to destroy and evil ring. Much to his surprise at the time, he had actually enjoyed the books. Unfortunately, he would now have to tear a page out of one of his favorite books. But it was worth it.

He then picked up the paper Ekeric had given them explaining the ceremony to open the book. It was easier than he might have imagined, every year on the new moon of May, all you had to do was leave a special offering and do a spell so simple any first year could get it right their first try. He would have to wait to explain it to the clan over by Hogwarts, since fairies hid every time an owl comes swooping towards them, for obvious reasons. Draco carefully tucked the parchment inside of a pocket in his bag, and found the items they had found at the hospital. Four items, four stones, Maddy was probably right. Draco thought to himself as he brought the objects downstairs, he wasn't as angry seeing as the letter was pretty pointless and had nothing personal in it.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were at the kitchen table whispering to each other, which Draco didn't take as odd at first. Walking into the room with the mirror, picture, hat, and cards he saw Lucila was literally having a hysterical breakdown. She was speaking in a mixture of fairy and bits of English. It was something about a potion... that exact moment Draco realized they had found out his plans of revenge. They won't like this at all, he thought bitterly to himself. they're too busy worrying about what's morally correct. Screw them. I'm doing the potion and that's it.

"Lucila, if you wanted to know exactly why I needed those herbs I would have... not told you, but why are you so shook up about it? It's just a little bit of sweet rev-"

"I was attacked! In the woods bye the house! At first I thought it was you coming to tell me something else, so I started to turn around, and it wasn't you! Well- he looked like you, only older! He tried to smash me! I barely got away, some of the nearby Doxys were in a very mischievous mood, what's new? And they decided it would be fun to attack him, I just barely got away from being smashed!"

"What'd she say? We couldn't really understand her," Harry asked.

"She was attacked in the woods by a man, and he tried to kill her, I think I know who. For now there's nothing we can do, except, Lucila, you can't go outside bye yourself. It's not safe. I think it's past time we discuss the things we stole from Wilnesfur's file."

"He's right. I think Maddy was correct in thinking that all four of the items had something corresponding to each of the stones, now all we have to do is find out about the items' symbolism. We need to go to the library." Hermione looked very pleased at the very idea of going to the library.

"Why am I not surprised?" Ron questioned dully.

"What about Lucila?" Harry inquired. "We can't just leave her here, what if that man breaks into the house, but we can't just take her into a Muggle library." Hermione considered this for a few moments before answering.

"I have an old backpack from when I was in primary school, it's empty and I think Lucila would be very comfortable there, that is if she consents to the idea."

"Fine. Tell them I said that would be fine with me. I can't concentrate enough to attempt at speaking in English."

"Lucila said that would be fine. Should I bring all of the things we stole from Wild Flower?"

"Yes, and we didn't steal them. That makes it sound so... immoral." Hermione said as she started to head to her room.

"But we did steal them, and it was immoral. Actually, I stole them, who cares? We're putting the things in the bag that Lucila's going in!" Draco yelled up the stairs.

The group decided to go to the closest library, which happened to be a huge college library. It had more books than the Hogwarts library. Hermione went to one of the computers and typed in a few things before leading everyone to a remote section of the library. There were about three large shelves, all labeled with subtitles.

"Astrology... tarot.... no,no,no.... meditation..." Hermione was muttering to herself. "Here it is! Natural magic!"

"Do Muggles have magic?" Ron asked.

"Yes, and no. Not the magic we have, they can't make things float in midair or change something into something else, but in many ways they have magic. Prayer. Different forms of prayer and divination. Many Muggle and Wizard cultures have it. Kabbalah, Wicca, Voodoo, the list goes on. It's really quite fascinating. Now, I've figured out how we're going to search for the information on these stones,"