When Constance woke up, she felt like she had dreamed it al. This was until she felt that she was laying in someone's arms. She looked up and saw two beautiful blue eyes. "Morning.", Nick said. "I forgot how cute you are when you sleep. And that cat! You didn't have her yet when we lived together, but she really seems fund of you.". Constance blushed. "I got Morgana when I started to work here. Miss Cackle felt sorry for me when I told her I never had a cat.", she answered. Nick smiled at her and kissed her on her forehead, which caused Constance to blush again. "Let's make some breakfast together. Afterwards we should change and go to Cackle's again to see if Amelia has any information for us.", Nick said.

"It was really kind of those girls to offer us their help.", Nick said, while he and Constance walked to Cackle's. "They're always like this. Always willing to help, in their way. I think it is because of their curiosity. Better than Ethel Hallow, she just wants to look good…", Constance answered. She was surprised she actually said that. Mildred must think I always favour Ethel', Constance thought. 'But it's actually the other way around: I want Mildred to succeed more than anyone else.'. In all of a sudden, they heard a strange way of singing. Almost as… a human trying to sing like a bird. "Oh. My God.", Constance sighted while rolling her eyes. "What's that?", Nick asked. "Davina Bat, I fear. Still trying to come closer to nature…". Nick started to laugh. "That's not even funny! Last week I entered the staffroom and her hair was even messier than usually, looking like a birdsnest, completely with yoghurt which supposed to look like birdspoop! If she decided what we had for breakfast, we would be eating seeds, and not even from proper plates!", she raged. While looking at Nick again, she noticed her speech didn't work as she planned. Nick only laughed harder. "She sounds like a fun person!", he said. Constance couldn't help but giggling. "That's what I thought in my first week. Then I got to know her better…", she answered. "Come on, let's continue heading to Cackle's. I want to know what happened to our little baby girl.", Nick said, putting his arm around Constance her waist.

When they arrived in the library, Miss Cackle and the girls where already there. "Ah, you are finally there! You are late!". Nick and Constance looked at each other surprised. "My cousin wrote me back this night already. She was in the Witches Guild before Broomhead left. Surprisingly enough, she heard Broomhead have a conversation on the phone and she almost sounded afraid. She was talking about 'getting to Paris as soon as the family was torn apart, and yes ma'am, she would defiantly make sure they would me torn apart, but would it be really necessary?'", Miss Cackle said. Constance her mouth fell open. "It wasn't completely her idea to steal Nick and the baby from me? But whose was it then?". "We're trying to figure that out now. Don't worry, we'll find out.". Constance felt tears coming up. "Who else would want to hurt me l-" Constance felt quiet. Her first tear felt. She looked at her feet. "My grandmother from my father's side. She lives in Paris. She basically never met me but she hated my mother for marrying her only son. My mother always said my grandmother hated her, because she thought her son could get someone better. She probably hated me as well, because I'm still family of my mum.". Miss Cackle came and sit next to her. "I'm so sorry to hear that, dear. Does your mother know more of her activities in Paris?", she asked Constance. "I have no idea. I never had the intentions of knowing what someone who hates me does, so I never asked her.". Amelia smiled at her with her friendliest smile. "I'll give her a call then.", she answered.

Mildred started feeling sorry for Miss Hardbroom more and more. "I'm glad she has Nick again", she said to Maud while eating lunch. "Indeed, she'll need him. And he'll need her, I think. It's quite a lot to process for them, I think.". Mildred nodded. "I really hope they'll find their child. They deserve it.", she mumbled.

Things like this made Mildred always miss her parents even more. She was actually quite close to them. She was the only child, that might have worked well for her too: her parents had always enough time for her. When she for example came home from school when she was younger, her mother made sure tea was ready with some biscuits, and her dad would read her a bedtime story just before sleeping. And they always had breakfast together, which Mildred was always happy about: even on elementary school she already was nervous for the tests coming up and it was relaxing to hear her parents say she would pass the test anyway.

She was woken up of her daydream by Miss Hardbroom. She had a sort of a grin on her face. Well, after this morning, you couldn't really call it a grin, but she was obviously trying. "What are you dreaming of now again, Mildred?" "My parents, Miss, I miss them.", she said blushing. "Can you tell them about them, please?", Miss Hardbroom asked her, while sitting right in front of her. Mildred looked up surprised. "Yeah, think I can do that.", she answered .

Miss Cackle was looking really thoughtful when they Miss Hardbroom, Maud and Mildred entered the library again. "Amelia? What is it?". "Ah, Constance!", she said, as if she was doubting whether to say something or not. "Constance, this might sound a bit strange. I called your parents, and your grandmother had also disappeared 14 years ago, together with Broomhead. They weren't ever found again. As far as your parents know, and have been told by some French witches, They were a victim of a anger-outburst of a very angry baby. As if the baby didn't want to be with them. Right after this, the baby had been brought back to the UK and was adopted here.". Constance gasped. "W-Why didn't they tell me?", she asked. "First of all, because they knew you hated both your grandmother and Broomhead. Secondly, because you never told them about the baby. Why didn't you tell them about the baby?". Both Nick and Constance looked down to the floor. "They were traveling around the world when got pregnant. They would return 3 days after I was calculated. We thought the baby would be a nice surprise for when they returned. When I lost her, it felt quite… useless to tell them.", Constance answered softly. "Do they know where my baby is now?" "Not yet, they would call me back when they know. Probably tomorrow. Untill then, I suggest we all take some rest."

Mildred and Miss Hardbroom where outside. It was the beginning of March, but the weather was quite nice already. "Do you have any pictures of your parents, Mildred?", Constance asked. "Yes, in my room. Hold on!". When she returned, she gave the pictures to Constance. Constance her mouth fell open. "But they are both blónde!" "Yes, I know they are.", Mildred answered slowly. "I'm adopted. Didn't you know? It has to be in my schoolreports somewhere, since we had to fill that in on the entry form."